You know Nervous Nelly and Debbie Downer. But have you met Anxious Amber? I've found that anxiety is a worthy and conniving foe. We've battled it out for years and so far, it hasn't defeated me. But, as is required for proper tension in any comic book or superhero flick, it does get the best… Continue reading Why I haven’t written in so long
I haven't posted in so long because I'm lazy. But also, I needed to take a break and discover a new direction. So, this blog will probably change, and soon. But all the helpful resources pertaining to feeding issues will remain, and I hope that they continue to help and comfort people. The thing is,… Continue reading Steps in a new direction
As usual, I don't know where to begin. Over the past two weeks, I have experienced the low of crying while lying sprawled on the floor with a string of snot connecting my nose to the carpet to the high of many truly perfect moments with a happy, big-bellied Stella smiling in the sun. We… Continue reading My deal with an adorable devil
I should be blogging often as Stella is giving me tons of Grade A writing material. She took her first steps last week and is getting four new teeth (all at once). But I'm feeling pretty depressed lately, so every time I go to write, I quickly tire and say to myself, "Why bother?" It's… Continue reading *Overly dramatic sigh*
On message boards across the web you can find, far too easily, cringe-inducing posts by moms skewering each other's parenting styles and choices--battles over breastfeeding versus formula-feeding and catfights about co-sleeping and cribs, and that's just the tip of the judgemental iceberg. This sad reality is partly why, even though it was necessary to ensure… Continue reading The truth about moms
Sometimes I worry (shocking, I know) that Stella and I don't venture out often enough for grand adventures. You know, to the Woodland Park Zoo or Pike Place Market. But then I turn on the vacuum or open the refrigerator door, and she goes absolutely bonkers with joy and excitement, and suddenly I'm certain in… Continue reading Well nourished
So, as I reported earlier, we visited Seattle Children's Hospital this week to see Robin, Stella's wonderful and very wise occupational therapist. We wanted to check in and see how Stella is doing with solids. We were worried because she wasn't eating as much as a nine-month-old is "supposed to" by now. She had not… Continue reading Open wide
There have been so many times during our seven months with Stella when we thought we had everything figured out, only to discover that we were completely wrong. Back when she was refusing to eat and not gaining much weight, before her two months with the tube, we were, at one point, convinced that the… Continue reading Wrong again. Then right.
It occurred to me today that feeding Stella is like being on The Wheel of Fortune, a show that I've always loathed. As she's eating, I'm basically thinking, "Big Money! Big Money!" When she's done with the bottle, I look to see how much she's eaten--200 mls or more is the equivalent of landing on… Continue reading Wheel! Of! Feeding!
A coughing baby has to be one of the most heartbreaking sounds in the world--to any parent at least. Stella has coughed so hard, once yesterday and once today, that she threw up a mixture of mostly formula with some bile and mucus mixed in. Her hacking is HORRIBLE. It sounds painful and junky! She… Continue reading Drowning in snot