Mom of the year


My three year old daughter always had a challenging time fitting into shoes with her wide foot. I bought her a new pair and she complained that they were too tight when she put them on. I told her to wear them for the day to stretch them out. She spent the entire day at preschool and didn’t say another word. She wore them for two days. On the third day I was taking a sock out of the shoe when I noticed something else in there. The shoe packing paper that is in the shoe in there store… yeah,…

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Breastfeeding gets easier…or not


My second child was born and instantly latched on. How different this was from my first child!! I was certain this time breastfeeding would be so much easier, the baby knew what to do, and so did I. I was right…up until about the time she was 5 months old. My milk production had been low since about 2 months and my OB had prescribed Reglan. After 3 months of taking it I had to stop because it caused some pretty BAD depression with me. Well along with that my milk almost dried up completely. I could only pump about…

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Helpful hubby, sort of


When my oldest daughter was a newborn, I was studying for my nursing boards. One night I asked him to give her a bath while I studied. All was quiet and seemed to be going well….or so I thought. The next morning I went to change her diaper and found a dried puddle of breastmilk poop–you know the kind–on the changing table. “Yuck,” I thought, “What happened here?” I asked. He then told me the wonderful story of bathtime the night before. She pooped on the changing table, then again in the infant tub, and again on the towel. I…

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Powder, powder everywhere


One day I was at home and Madison (2 yr old daughter) and I shared a bedroom. Well, I was sitting on the couch and she was playing in our room. All of a sudden she got real quiet so I figured she must be up to something. I went into my room and she had gotten into her baby powder and it was ALL over the bed, all in the floor, all in her hair, her face, clothes, EVERYWHERE! She just stared at me like, “What, Mom?” and all I could do was laugh at her. I ran and…

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