I found two major things that I thought would go differently.
The first is breastfeeding. I loathed it. I was absolutely sure, as a pregnant woman, as a first time mom, that breastfeeding was going to be this amazing experience. I was so certain that I was going to breastfeed exclusively until HC was a 6 months old, and wean her some time around the one year mark. That was my vision. My reality was that I'm pretty sure HC hated breastfeeding as much as I did. We ended up supplementing with formula before we left the hospital. After that though, she was exclusively breastfed for about...6 weeks....and 90% of that was pumped milk. She wouldn't latch. When she latched, she would nurse and nurse and nurse until she fell asleep, and then the
The second thing I was just convinced I was going to do was cloth diaper. It's good for the environment. It's good for HC. Who needs all those chemicals in diapers anyways? I can just wash them. I was very diligent with my cloth diapering on maternity leave. If we were at home, that's what we used. It was fine. No worries. After I went back to work, she was wearing disposables during the day, and I honestly had more on my plate then I could juggle. Plus, being away from my dear, sweet daughter for 10 hours a day? I couldn't handle it all. I mean, I was barely functioning to get laundry washed as it was, much less, adding cloth diaper laundry to the mix. So I quit. She's been using disposable diapers since I went back to work. That means, I have all this fluff,
I've recently felt this strong motivation to become a better wife and mother. I've been reading about how the Bible wants you to be a 'submissive/respectful' wife. I know that's to an extent, but that is not me *at all.* I'm going to try. I know the breastfeeding ship has sailed, but I think I'm going to try cloth diapers again. We'll see what happens.
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