Adding to the Brood

Let me say first, no, we are not growing our family.  But this post is born out of that (haha, pun not intended, but you better believe I am going to leave it there!).

My friend Rach, over at Life Ever Since, is getting ready to add to her family in a matter of a few short weeks.  In preparation, she wrote this post.  And I couldn’t agree more.

The anticipation of major life events is amazing.  Dreaming of that day someone will propose to you, getting ready for the wedding, preparing for the first, second and third babies.  Ah-maz-ing.

The letdown after each…NOT amazing.  Heart wrenching really.  I can still feel the sick feeling in the pit of my stomach that came after each.

And none more so than after a baby.  Everyone loves on you while your pregnant.  You have family and friends checking on you, in my case a spectacular midwife holding my hand the whole way…and then baby is born.

People stop checking in and there is this new little tether making it harder to go places…kind of.

After Caitlyn was born, I will say we kind of battened down the hatches and stuck close to home.  It took us awhile to head out to church or much of anywhere.  Going places was such an undertaking.  There was so much to pack and put in the car, even just going a few miles down the road.  And learning to nurse a baby for the first time…who in their right mind wants to try THAT in public.

But it was summer (I can’t fathom that it’s been just a month and one day shy of 7 years since we welcomed that first girl), and I could take her out for walks, which my hubby wisely insisted I do.  And there are a few less germs flying around so we made the rounds visiting people.

Fast forward 15 months.  Here came Sue.  In the dead of winter.  Now I had a 15 month old, a baby and GERMS!!!!  And people were afraid to visit.  But I HAD to get out!  So I put her in the moby-style wrap, zipped my coat over her and while Caitlyn napped, I shoveled the sidewalk.  Glamorous, huh?

And then there was the day I nursed her in a hardware store.

We moved across the street when Sue was 5 weeks old.  I chose to have all the walls, rooms painted by my hubby, with the same colors we had in our first house.  So, Sue’s room was Seafoam Spray.  I also wanted the same wallpaper border and decorations I had in Caitlyn’s room.

Insert an adventurous college friend, at the time childless.  Off we headed to find my bugs.  Too bad the store I had gotten them from no longer carried them.

She called her hubby who did a quick web search for us and we headed to a hardware store a few miles away.  Of course Sue got hungry.  So I plopped down at a table they had in the store, and proceeded to nurse her.  I don’t quite remember, but I am guessing I did not have my cover.  I find those hard to use in the early days of nursing.  There is a learning curve with each baby at the beginning and those covers, well, they get in the way.  I think my friend might have been a little shocked that I nursed right there, with all men around, in front of a large store front window.  Thinking back, I am kind of impressed.  I have never been an exhibitionist, but when my baby needs to eat, my baby needs to eat.  I must say I was pleased none of the guys working there seemed wierded out by me feeding the baby (though I am a pretty discreet nurser, if I do say so myself).

And with as much as Sue loved to nurse, and continued to do so until 28 months old, I got lots of practice!  There were many such adventures with Sue.  I had this older girl that needed to be out and about, I needed out and about.  I did not have the luxury of sticking close to home for too long.

Then came Patrice.  And I had two little girls older than her needing entertainment.  She was another summer baby, so we went and did–everything.  We went to parks, libraries, jungle gym places, you name it we did it.  My girls needed to be busy and so did it.  There was NO hibernation period.  Go, go, go was the word of the day…and still is.

all three girls 2010


Leah at park 2010


Each mama has to make her own choices on what she feels comfortable going and doing with babies and little ones, but for us, with each child, we kept busier and busier.  And IF I were to have another, I am very confident that would continue even more–and why not, now Caitlyn could do most of the work 🙂

Survive til you Thrive!

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