Random Mommy Musings

This is a stream of consciousness post. A.K.A I'm trying to get my blogging mojo back so let's go the easy way and do a "random" post. Dipping the toes back in the blogging pool.....

 About 5 months postpartum now and I've been lucky that I'm doing really well and am pretty much back to the way my body was before baby. Except one thing. The hair loss. Good grief I knew you lost your luscious pregnancy locks but I didn't know that I would be shedding like a retriever day after day. I threaten to go all Britney Spears and shave it all off at least once a day.

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I got sick twice within a two week span right around Christmas. The second time it was right after we got home from the holidays. Then JB3 (nickname for the hubby, cute huh Washington Redskin fans? ) got the flu. Then Miss Lucy got some sniffles and a cough. Then I got sick, AGAIN. The plague had hit our house. Basically our household for the first week of the year was all the worst parts of the Bible.  I got a flu shot. JB3 did not. Let this be a PSA for all you people like the husband who have not gotten your shot and STOP READING THIS SILLY BLOG AND GO DO IT NOW! Seriously. Mommy's don't get sick days, this is one of the things that they would exclude when going over the job description. 

I want to know why when you are socializing with people after you have had a baby the first question they ask is "So is she sleeping through the night yet?" I have to imagine that if your baby was in fact doing this magical and amazing thing called sleeping that you wouldn't need to have people ask you. You would be telling everyone that you meet. Randoms. The cashier at the grocery store. Anyone with ears. I know I would cause yea, obviously my baby is not in fact sleeping through the night. I've been tempted on occasion when asked this GLORIOUS question to respond with "No, but she eats and poops like a truck driver, that gal has one healthy tummy!" We excel in both of those areas but no love for that.

I always heard people say not to declare that you won't do something when you have kids before you have kids. Basically don't think you know anything about having babies until you actually HAVE one. That is a true story. Before Miss Lucy I really was kinda skeeved out about breastfeeding. I knew it was "best" but so wasn't looking forward to that. I totally planned on pumping and then bottle feeding her and it just seemed like the PERFECT plan. 

I planned. Then I had baby. Plan out the window. 

I abhor pumping. And I LOVE breastfeeding my baby. I could write love poems about how awesome it is to breastfeed my baby while stroking her little head (and sometimes picking at it like a baboon) and how awesome that whole experience has been.  Never in a million years would I have thought I would feel that way.  We are getting ready to start into solids soon and I'm not looking forward to it at all.  Not one bit. I love being all that she needs. I also love breastfed poopy diapers because they are pretty non-offensive, as far as diapers go. Solids mean teeth are probably in the near future too. I've tried telling Lucy that teeth are overrated and there is always Jello. 

And because I'm not going to publish a post with only a picture of shaved head Britney Spears out into the world, another mostly bald head girl but soooo much cuter. And SO that innocent (did you catch that lyric quote?)

Love and wet baby kisses,