I’ve been thinking about starting a blog about pregnancy and postpartum for a while now, so I finally decided to stop thinking about it and JUST DO IT. So here we go.
My intention with this is to really dive into my own personal experience. Not only do I want to do it as a means of personal therapy, but I’m hoping that I can help some other mamas that relate to my experiences. I want to talk about the things no one talks about. Things I learned about that I wish someone had told me or at least given me the resources to learn about it myself.
Things like:
- Postpartum anxiety
- Birth control after baby
- Breastfeeding – oh boy, do I have a lot to say here!!
- Postpartum butt problems – yep, that’s a thing
- Pregnancy sex
- Postpartum sex
- Going through a miscarriage
- Hospital vs Birth Center – I’ve had one of each
- OB vs Midwife
- Working Mom Life
- Unsolicited Advice
- Swelling & Sweating
But first, a little about me. My husband and I have 2 boys, 3 years and 5 months old. They are my entire world and I love them to pieces. I’ve always wanted boys; girls terrify me. We also have 2 cats, a brother-sister pair that we rescued from the pound. I swear a lot, so be prepared to see that sprinkled in. I want to be very real in these blogs, which means I might fucking swear, ok? I think most people appreciate a well placed f bomb and if you don’t… well then byyyyye.
I have always been fascinated by the medical field and wanted to be a nurse for the longest time, specifically in NICU or pediatrics. I started the program in college but life led me another direction and while my work has nothing to do with the medical field now, I really enjoy what I do. But I am still so fascinated by everything medical, especially babies. Maybe when my own babies are bigger, I’ll take up a new adventure and become a midwife.
I’m looking forward to getting all this typed out. I’ve always loved writing in a journal, but since I spend so much time on a computer now, writing for a long time really hurts my hand (isn’t that terrible?) plus as a mom, I’m lucky if I get to pee alone. I still write something daily, even if it’s just a little note to myself, but sitting down to write for an hour or two like I used to just isn’t possible anymore.
Ready? Let’s do this.