Nap Time Diaries: Mom to Mom Q&A

For something a little different with this post I did a Q&A with my mom to compare answers from being a first-time mom now versus when she had her second favourite child thirty years ago (my older brother). Keep reading to see what I found out.

How did you find out you were pregnant?

Mom: We were trying to get pregnant so basically I skipped my period and knew. And then when I was far enough along I went to the Doctor and got a pregnancy test. They had store-bought pregnancy tests at that time but they weren’t that accurate so I didn’t want to waste the money when I could just wait a month and go to the doctor. I did have a feeling before I skipped my period because my gag reflex was heightened and I would throw up just from brushing my teeth in the morning.

Me: We were also trying to get pregnant so as soon as I started feeling anything different about myself I had a good feeling. My boobs got bigger right away and I started getting nauseated by certain foods too. Then we took the early response test as soon as we could and we found out!

Did you find out the gender? How?

Mom: No. We could have found out but we wanted to be surprised. It was definitely becoming more popular then to find out what you were having but it was probably 50/50 and there was no such thing as a gender reveal party.

Me: Yes we found out. Gender reveal parties are huge right now and there are so many different ways to do them. We popped a black balloon with pink confetti over our heads and it was so much fun. I found a lot of people my mom’s age were surprised I found out or recommended against it but I’m a big planner so I always wanted to know what I was having.

Did you use an OBGYN or Midwife?

Mom: OBGYN. Family doctors were delivering babies just before then but when they stopped because of insurance purposes you had to go to an OBGYN. Midwives were not very popular and I don’t believe they were delivering in hospitals at that time so it could be riskier for some people.

Me: Midwife for me. Nowadays midwives are more popular and can deliver at hospitals as well. They have a good rapport with nurses and doctors at the hospital so if there’s ever an issue they can transfer care right away to the on-call OBGYN. I just found the extra care they gave was amazing, our appointments together were longer and more in-depth and they provided better postpartum care including home visits for the first two weeks. I also had a million questions and they answered all of them patiently.

Did you take a birthing class?

Mom: Yes we did however they were very popular, basically everyone went to a class if they were having a baby. They did basic how-to stuff about babies, breathing exercises for delivery and what to expect. I found it very helpful. But you had to pay for them and they weren’t cheap. Your dad was a little bit clueless still sometimes.

Me: Yes. There were some free ones available but we ended up paying for one that our midwives recommended. It was through a physical therapy office that specialized in postpartum care. They gave us lots of information about coping with pain naturally since pretty much everyone’s goal was to not have an epidural and we used a lot of tips they gave. My husband learned how to do things like hip compressions and how to help me through labour (and he ended up doing great so I guess they worked). I would say birthing classes are maybe not as popular as they were 30 years ago but that is probably because there’s this thing called the internet.

What was the best new product when you had a baby?

Mom: Probably a baby monitor but with sound only. But they would go on a frequency so sometimes you could hear your neighbours which was fun.

Me: I would say the AngelCare Mattress Monitors and Owlet Sock Monitors that check you’re baby’s heart rate and breathing while they sleeping. I didn’t end up using one because we had Baby T in a bassinet next to our bed for the first four or five months so I could check her breathing myself through the night and I had heard it did a lot of false alarms. They seemed to be very popular though and highly advertised.

What is the one thing (product) you would recommend every mom to have?

Mom: I loved having a bassinet because when they were little you could have them right in your room beside your bed.

Me: I agree the bassinet is one thing I would recommend but specifically one that vibrates. I would turn it on and Baby T would go right to sleep all by herself. It shut itself off after about forty minutes but if Baby T woke through the night I would turn it back on and unless she was hungry she would go back to sleep no problem.

What was the best thing you did for yourself postpartum?

Mom: I went and stayed at my mom’s for a few days because I was a mess and I needed the help.

Me: Lots of baths. It was my quiet time to relax and felt so good. I used Shepherds Purse baths that my midwife recommended and also lavender epsom salt.

How did you get your baby sleep trained?

Mom: We didn’t really do sleep training by then but I tend to be a scheduled person so my baby’s naps were always scheduled and they always slept in either their bassinet or their crib. If it was bedtime the baby went to bed we didn’t wait to see what time the baby wanted to go to bed.

Me: Baby T was always a pretty decent sleeper but when it actually came time to try and have her sleep through most of the night (around five months) I just slowly weaned the nighttime feedings and let her cry it out. I also learned the difference between her cries, sometimes she’d have a really desperate hungry cry if she was going through a growth spurt so those nights I would feed her and she would go right back to sleep.

Formula or breastfed?

Mom: Breastfed. There was a lot of pushing for formula but I always found breastfeeding so convenient cause all you had to do what lift your top.

Me: Breastfed. We didn’t have any issues with getting started so I never was pressured to use formula. But nowadays it seems like people are doing 50/50, new moms are encouraged to just do whatever works best for them and their baby.

Did you put your baby down on their stomach, side or back for bedtime?

Mom: Side. You used to swaddle them, roll up a sheet and put it behind them. That was what everybody said to do, what was safest at the time.

Me: Back! Healthcare providers are pretty adamant about that. They admit that in the past it went from stomach to side and now to back. Once she learned how to roll over though she puts herself on her side or her stomach and who am I to go in and wake her up?

When did you start your baby on solid foods and what did you give them?

Mom: Around five or six months and I always started them on powder cereal or Farleys Rusks and bit by bit I would blend and freeze veggies to give them. I very rarely bought baby food. I would only buy big jars of unsweetened apple sauce.

Me: We started around the same time, five or six months. Basically when she started showing an interest in what we were eating and trying to grab it. We started with baby cereal and puréed veggies.

How did your husband do as a first-time dad?

Mom: Um good. He was always a very hands-on dad but he also had to work long days every day. Men were starting to be more hands-on back then, your dad was never afraid to change a diaper. He was always there to give hugs and kisses even though that wasn’t how he grew up, I always give him credit for that.

Me: He did awesome. He’s also a very hands-on dad and wants to spend lots of time with her. He loves it when she snuggles into his shoulder, you can tell he’s already wrapped around her little finger. He does help with diaper changes but will only do the poopy diapers if I wasn’t around or was 100% checked out.

Stay at Home or Working Mom? Which would you have preferred?

Mom: I worked part-time after being off for a year. We worked our schedules so that your dad would also take care of you a lot of the time so the amount we had to use a sitter was minimal. We had my mom too and she would babysit one or two days a week. Working part-time was perfect for me, I don’t think I could’ve managed full time. I enjoyed the little bit of time I had outside of the house. I didn’t need to have a career but I always enjoyed my job.

Me: I’m still off on a year-long maternity leave but I will be returning to work part-time in a few months. If financially I had a choice I do think I would still choose to do something part-time, maybe something with less pressure or something I could do at home. Regardless I feel like I’m ready to have a little break a few days a week. We’ll see if I still feel the same way when I actually go back to work.

What was your biggest fear as a new mom?

Mom: My biggest fear was the baby getting sick with something really serious.

Me: I agree with my mom but also feeling like you’re constantly doing something wrong and you’re messing up being a mom.

What’s one piece of advice you would give to any new mom?

Mom: Take the time for you and your baby that you need and let other people help with the other stuff.

Me: Trust your gut. You know your baby and you know yourself better than anyone else.

As you can see, there are a lot of similarities between being a new mom thirty years ago and being a new mom now. We do have the internet that we can google any question we may have, but it seems like these older moms (now grandmas) also seem to know a thing or two. Might as well learn a little bit from them too, we survived after all didn’t we?

Nap Time Diaries: The Best Clothes to Have on Hand Postpartum

It’s a beautiful Saturday morning and I’m here to talk about the best clothes to have on hand for the first few weeks after you have your baby, and beyond. I ended up having to go out and buy, or order online, several items within the first couple of weeks and going out isn’t something that was my forte at that point. So here’s a quick list of basic things and also where to buy them. I consider myself a pretty frugal person so a lot of these items are very fairly priced especially if there’s a sale.

First, you’re going to need a good, comfy large pair of pyjamas. If you’re breastfeeding you’ll want something that has what I like to call “boobie access” for feeding your little one through the night. You’ll also want it to be very lightweight because if you had swelling like I did you might sweat profusely for the first three weeks in your sleep to get rid of all the water you were retaining (I’m talking A LOT like you might have to sleep on a towel). Mine consisted of a large thin sweater which usually ended up coming off through the night (like I said, sweaty mess) but was perfect for wearing in bed during the day or around the house, also a pair of large blue shorts that was one of the few items that still fit me at the end of my pregnancy. My husband got me both from Winners for $24 on a day when I was feeling down and needed a pick-me-up. He also included my favourite chocolate bar. Who knew that buying clothing for your wife that’s two sizes too big for her pre-pregnant body would brighten her day. I also had a soft button up nightgown that I brought to wear at the hospital that was so perfect, from Walmart for $20 give or take.

Next on the list is leggings. I wore my maternity leggings for the first few weeks because everything else pressed on my belly too much and didn’t feel so nice. I got mine from H&M for only $15 and they were fantastic. They were also one of the last things left that fit me at the end of pregnancy. After a couple of weeks, I graduated to some of my other leggings but only if they were nice and stretchy.

Moving on we have nursing bras. If you’re planning or hoping to breastfeed you’re going to need nursing bras, and quite a few of them. If you breastfeed for a year you have to wear those suckers 24/7 for months and months. I purchased one from Walmart a couple of weeks before my due date that fit me at that time but also had some room to grow. It was only about $20. After I had my baby I bought nighttime nursing bras that were nice and comfy bras with, you guessed it, easy “boobie access”. I still wear these every night 9 months later. They were also from H&M and were 2 for $35. Once I got more settled into nursing and had to leave the house more I bought another 2 pack of daytime nursing bras for $35 from H&M as well. A couple of things when buying nursing bras; if you’re buying them before you have your baby only get one or two since you’re not sure what size you’ll need until after your milk comes in and you start to regulate your supply and also make sure you buy bras with removable padding. I had clogged ducts throughout breastfeeding and would commonly get them after wearing a bra with padding which is one of the things you should avoid if you’re prone to clogged ducts. I wish I knew that before, but now at least I can pass on the wisdom. Fortunately, all of the bras I bought did have removable padding so I didn’t have to buy new ones upon this discovery.

Alright, the last thing on the list is nursing tops and sweaters. Again, if you’re planning or hoping to breastfeed you’re going to need a good supply of these. When you’re nursing outside the comfort of your own home, chances are you’re not going to be as comfortable lifting whatever shirt you’re wearing and having your belly all exposed. I purchased a 2 pack (gotta love the 2 packs) of nursing tank tops also from H&M for $30 and they’re so easy for wearing under shirts that you already have, so if you lift your shirt your belly won’t be out if you don’t want it to be. You also don’t have to wear a nursing bra underneath these because they have a support strap built-in. I also got a few nursing shirts that popped up on sale from H&M and also Thyme Maternity including a nursing sweatshirt which is perfect for putting on over the tank tops and doesn’t even look like a nursing sweatshirt. It is light and has two big slits down the side so you can just lift it and feed your baby. It can also be worn when your pregnant and will fit your baby belly. In case you didn’t notice I am very excited about this sweatshirt it was probably the best purchase I made for breastfeeding attire even though it was the most expensive. Unfortunately, it’s not available on the H&M website anymore but if you can find a nursing sweatshirt it’s a great purchase (GAP Canada currently has something similar), especially if you live in Canada and are breastfeeding through winter.

There you have it! My top affordable clothes to have postpartum. I wore all of these items every day for at least the first few weeks after having Baby T and I continue to wear the majority of them 9 months later. It’s best to get some good staple items that can go with a variety of outfits especially when you’re in it for the long haul and potentially more babies.

Travel Series: England

This will be the first of a mini travel series highlighting some of the places I’ve been and any little things I recommend doing if you get the chance to go (once travel is a part of normal life again). These will be posted once a month for the foreseeable future. First stop, England!

Good old England. We travelled here in 2014 with my husband’s family for a 20 day Europe trip which included England, Ireland and Portugal. This was our first stop on a very exciting trip. We stayed about an hour train ride outside of London and rode in every day to tackle as much as we could in three days. Some of my top memories are riding the tube and learning all of the routes, walking around the streets just taking in all of the beautiful architecture, the Tower Bridge (people actually say to walk on another bridge to get a good view of the tower bridge but I would say if you have the time, do BOTH) and Victoria Sponge Cake. There was a little Cafe we stopped at along the river, the Embankment Cafe if I remember correctly and I at down and had the best Victoria Sponge Cake ever, and I tried as many as I could while we were there.

Funny story if you’re a fan of the Beatles, we took off on the tube headed towards Abbey Road stop hoping to see the iconic crosswalk from the Abbey Road Album. This was one of the last stops on the track and it took us almost an hour to get to it. We stepped off the tube and were greeted by a big sign saying something along the lines of ‘if you’re looking for the Abbey Road crosswalk on the front of the album this isn’t it’. Turns out Abbey Road in this case wasn’t actually Abbey Road. The real Abbey Road was all the way back in London in St Johns Wood. So that was fun.

We also took a bus tour to see Stone Henge, the Roman Baths and Windsor Castle. Our tour guide was a graduate of Oxford (as we were told the entire day) and he told us all of his theories on Stone Henge according to what he learned at ‘Oxford School of Logic’. His words, not mine. Regardless he gave us a good laugh for the day and did actually have some very good facts to share with us.

We visited where my mother in law grew up and went to a pub that she went to when she was a teenager, The Ballot Box. Turns out it has the best roast dinner you can find in all of England. It was so good, we went there twice.

Where I live we don’t have a history like they do in England so being there and having all that history around us was incredible. I would definitely go back and do it again.

The Guards at Windsor Castle
The Tower Bridge
Piccadilly Circus (not actually a circus)
The Gates at Buckingham Palace

Nap Time Diaries: Nine Months In, Nine Months Out

We’re days away from Baby T being nine months and I can barely believe it! It’s been such a whirlwind and when I think of nine months in and nine months out it seems like a whole lifetime. I’ve talked about my pregnancy so you already know about the nine months in, here’s a few things I’ve learned and appreciated about nine months out.

Live in the moment. Baby T is constantly growing and learning new things. When she was a tiny little bean and couldn’t even roll or hold her head up I was always looking forward to the next thing she would learn to do, getting one step closer to independence. Once she got to the next big thing I would miss the last phase. As hard as it is I’ve learned to just appreciate whatever she does each day, even if it’s just a funny little noise she’s making. I know one day it will be the last day she makes that noise. Every few days there’s something new and exciting to watch her do.

Mom-ing is hard but rewarding. The days all seem the same when you’re a mom, baby wakes up, you change and feed baby, then you play for a bit, then they go for a nap and it starts all over again. Sometimes Baby T has a rough day whether it’s teething or not enough sleep and she can be a stage ten clinger; she’ll refuse to nap on her own or be put down. This is where I find that extra patience and empathy I didn’t know I had. I know that Baby T is usually a happy smiling baby, so if she’s acting like this there’s obviously something upsetting her physically or mentally. It’s my job as a mom to help her through it. These days are hard and tiring but when she snuggles in for a cuddle or a hug and I know I’m doing my job of comforting her, it’s the best feeling in the world.

You can’t care for a baby if you’re not caring for yourself first. There have been so many times in the past nine months that I’ve forgotten to eat, forgotten to drink any water, had barely any sleep while Baby T sleeps peacefully next to me or felt completely burned out. Getting to this point physically, emotionally and mentally doesn’t do anyone any good. I have a hard time focusing on Baby T and get physically tired very quickly from carrying her around to the point that I get dizzy and need to sit down. These are usually the days I end up calling one of the Grandmas to come and help so I can rest up. If I plan to take the time to rest or get other things done ahead of time, or preplan my meals for the day, have some easy snacks on hand and make sure I carry my full water bottle around with me then things go a lot smoother.

Don’t forget about your marriage. I’m not sure if you knew this already but making a baby takes two people. Raising a baby as a couple takes teamwork and if there’s tension in the relationship between a husband and wife who are also parents then things can get complicated. For the first few months, Baby T didn’t go to bed until midnight and my husband and I would be so exhausted that we would go straight to bed. We spent our entire day and night focused on our new little bundle which isn’t in itself a bad thing. Once Baby T started going to bed earlier it was amazing having some time in the evening to ourselves. Especially during COVID-19 lockdown, we would spend that time together watching movies or a tv show which we normally wouldn’t have done very often even before Baby T (I’m an early bedtime kind of girl). We grew a lot closer and our communication and teamwork have only gotten better since then. Shawn Johnson (former USA gold medal Olympian) put it so perfectly, speaking of her husband Andrew: “He is MY favourite person and our baby is OUR favourite person.” We are still allowed to put each other first while at the same time putting our baby first.

You might not lose all your baby weight from breastfeeding. I had this myth in my head when I planned to breastfeed, I thought, it’ll be great I’ll feed my baby and lose weight at the same time. I’d seen it done with other moms and thought it was just guaranteed to happen. It’s not. There are so many different factors with it and sometimes it just doesn’t happen. So here I am nine months out and I still weigh the same I did at two months postpartum. It’s a tough pill to swallow when before I got pregnant I was in the best shape of my life after working hard at the gym for three years and loving it. I was told that it takes nine months for your body to make the baby, it takes nine months to one year for your body to recover. So I’ve learned to just be patient with myself. I exercised back then because I loved it, not because I was punishing myself and I think it’s important to get back to that mindset because like I said, you can’t care for your baby if you’re not properly caring for yourself.

So there you have it, my last nine months in a nutshell. It seems like such a small part in Baby T and I’s lives but it seems like what we’ve both learned will continue to stick with us for the next eighteen to twenty-five years we have together under one roof.

Diary of a Postpartum OCD Mom

The biggest struggle I have had since having Postpartum OCD is feeling misunderstood and, at times, alone. It feels like your thoughts and feelings are yours alone and make you a bad mother. By writing about my experience I hope I can help other moms struggling with intrusive thoughts and Postpartum OCD to realize they’re not alone.

When I first started to notice my symptoms we were away on vacation in Florida, our baby was four months old and COVID-19 was starting to make its way around the world. Travelling is already something that makes me anxious and adding a baby and a looming pandemic to the mix was not the best situation. I started feeling obsessed with my baby; I felt like no one else could take care of her properly and became very possessive. I kept us on a strict breastfeeding and napping schedule that meant I barely gave myself time to relax and enjoy the vacation. I started having intrusive thoughts about my baby. We would be walking to a shop down the street and my husband would start running with the stroller trying to take the baby for a fun ride and I could visualize with vivid detail the stroller falling over and my baby falling out. Then I started thinking “what if I lose control of myself and drop my baby off the balcony” and I started to feel like there was something wrong with me.

When we returned home from Florida, I continued having intrusive thoughts and it made me struggle to feel close to my baby. I was scared of watching her by myself, scared that I would fall down the stairs while holding her or have a mental break and harm her. I felt unfit to be a mother and ashamed of the thoughts I was having. I even started to feel like my family would be better off if I just left.

I would become so obsessed with everything being so perfect to make up for my intrusive thoughts. The house had to always be spotless, our day always had to have the same routine for napping, feeding and bedtime. Everything had to be done a certain way and even my laundry was perfectly folded and put away in order every time.

I started googling the thoughts I was having and realized I wasn’t alone, some people even wrote about having the same thoughts as me. After some research I realized my symptoms lined up with Postpartum OCD. I decided it was time to tell someone about what was going on, so I told my husband. It was difficult for him to understand since he wasn’t very familiar with Postpartum Disorders, but after we talked about it and researched some more he supported me and helped me build up the courage to speak to my doctor about it.

Having intrusive thoughts is one thing, but having to talk about them is another. I was scared of being judged and having my baby taken away, but my family doctor was amazing. She referred me to a Postpartum Doctor who screened and diagnosed me with Postpartum OCD.

Following my diagnosis, COVID-19 became a full-blown pandemic and social distancing and quarantine set in. I had to face my fear of being home alone with my baby every day for 6 weeks straight. We couldn’t go anywhere; shopping was of course off limits and we were still on the tail end of winter so it was too cold to spend too much time outside. Thankfully, since I had opened up about everything I had an amazing support group even over FaceTime.

There were delays in getting the professional help I needed due to COVID but since things started opening up again I’ve started to get help from a few different resources.

Even though saying these things out loud (or writing them) is still difficult, accepting them instead of shoving them down and hiding them has made things so much better. I’ve come to realize that the thoughts and feelings I sometimes have aren’t from me and don’t reflect on me as a person or as a mother, they’re symptoms of Postpartum OCD and eventually, it will get better. So if you’re like me and can relate to any of this, don’t push it down. Talk about it with loved ones and talk about it with your Doctor, there are resources available to you for help. You can start with reading the book “Good Moms Have Scary Thoughts” (available on Amazon), then go from there.

Nap Time Diaries: Baby’s First Fever

No matter what you do and how much you try to protect your baby from getting sick or feeling unwell, you really cannot protect them from everything. The first time their temperature goes up so does your anxiety and anything else going on around you becomes a blur and you just focus on your toasty little one hoping they just get better miraculously.

Baby T had her first fever over the weekend. It was narrowed down to a teething fever from her two top front teeth. Now, trust me, I looked online and I know they say there’s no such thing as teething fevers and that there has to be some other underlying cause. But, she had no other symptoms (other than being a clingy hot mess) and I did my due diligence and took her to the Dr after two days of consistent fever. He found no other underlying causes and agreed it must be a teething fever. I’m not a Dr so if you’re reading this and your baby has a fever you should also do your own due diligence before narrowing it down to a teething fever.

What I’m trying to get at with this is when your baby gets sick or has a fever for the first time it is downright terrifying. We checked her temperature constantly and did everything we could to make her feel better. The whole time you’re trying to be calm and soothe her but on the inside it feels like you’re going to break into pieces. Before having a baby, I of course knew that at some point being a parent your kid is going to get sick and I thought “it’s okay, I can handle it”. But in reality it actually destroys you and you wonder how you ever decided to do this to yourself in the first place. That being said, obviously I love Baby T and would never change a thing, it’s just when they’re sick you feel so helpless and sick to your stomach which seems like a funny mix of emotions to willingly sign up for. But you also sign up for the rewarding feeling of your baby clinging to you for a hug when she needs you, the way her smile and laugh lights up your world and watching her learn new things everyday which I would say does outweigh the difficult times.

The last two days Baby T has probably cried more than she has her entire life and refused to be put down, like ever. But as a mom you have this little piece inside you that just pushes through and gives her all the cuddles and attention she needs. Then there are little glimpses of hope that she’s getting better like she smiles or she finally crawls around the floor by herself to play. Babies are tough little things, and I don’t know about you, but when I’m sick rest and snuggles in bed all day are the best medicine. Also children’s Tylenol.

So if this is also you, and you feel like you’re going to start crying as loud as your baby soon because you wish you could just make them better and take away their discomfort and pain, hang in there. Take a breath, take a break and take a nap (while your baby is properly supervised by someone else or also napping).

Nap Time Diaries: My Top Books for New Moms

I’m a big reader of fiction and non fiction books and when I was pregnant I wanted to read books that were informative about giving birth and being a mom but that didn’t scare the crap out of you. Here’s a little list of some of my favourite mom books:

1. Pregnancy, Childbirth and the Newborn: the Complete Guide by Penny Simkin, Janet Whalley, Ann Keppler, Janelle Durham and April Bolding (available on Amazon)

This book is extremely informative and helpful without being so daunting and listing everything that can go wrong with your pregnancy and scare the crap out of you. After a lot of looking online and reading reviews I chose this book and I’m so glad I did. It was great for if you were hoping to have a natural birth and gave suggestions for techniques on coping with pain. It also had really good information on medications for relief like laughing gas or an epidural. I found for me, the more research I did the less nervous I was about going into labour and the more prepared I felt to deal with whatever came up. I know everyone is different and some people would rather just not think about it in which case you probably don’t want to read this book.

2. Mom Truths by Cat and Nat

I bought this book as a gift for every pregnant girl I knew. It was not only hilarious but gave the absolute realistic picture of life as a mom. It was extremely relatable and gave practical advice on the new adventure of parenthood. They tell candid stories of their own experiences that I still laugh about. It made me feel like you were being warmly welcomed into this New Mom club and I will continue to buy it for every pregnant girl I know.

3. Little Fires Everywhere by Celeste Ng

Okay so this book really hit me. It was one of those things that I think if I wasn’t a mom I wouldn’t have enjoyed it as much, that’s not to say that anyone who isn’t a mom wouldn’t enjoy it. I felt like I related to it so deeply, reading about Elena Richardson and her need for everything being orderly and scheduled was like reading about myself. But it also had a way of seeming to relate to every mother or woman wanting to be a mother. There was one paragraph that is probably the most heart touching thing I’ve ever read, talking about your child not being a person but a place that you always want to return to and you can see their past, present and future self in their little faces. It made me think of after I put Baby T to bed I often find myself watching videos of her or looking at pictures on my phone because I don’t want to let go of seeing her face. Anyway, the storyline itself was very good and kept me up late trying to find out the ending! I did watch the tv show on Amazon Prime after reading the book and unfortunately they did change a good chunk of the storyline so I found it didn’t really do the book justice.

There you have it, my top 3 books to read as a new mom. I hope if you get a chance to read any of these books you enjoy them and find them as helpful as I have.

Nap Time Diaries: Postpartum Surprises

I’m currently sitting outside on a beautiful summer Friday afternoon while Baby T is snoozing, wondering if 2:30 is too early to have a glass of wine by yourself. Well, for this topic I’m sure it’s never too early. Everyone’s postpartum journey is different. Here’s mine and my advice based off of it:

I went through my pregnancy assuming labour was the biggest scariest part. In my case I would actually say the labour was pretty normal and quick, whereas the part afterwards was harder to deal with.

You’re told to buy woman’s incontinence underwear and pads for afterwards. I’m here to tell you, buy more. I could not believe how many of those suckers I went through. If you’re not good with blood (or you’re like me and passed out at a nail salon from them cutting your cuticle), brace yourself my friend. Also getting in a nice herbal bath is your new best friend. I was recommended something called a Shepherds Purse bath, which my husband so lovingly prepared for me, and not only does it have so many physical healing benefits, sitting in a bath by yourself for even 20 minutes does wonders mentally for a new mom. Take that time for yourself and ‘soak it up’. See what I did there.

Another thing, you’re going to get offered lots of help and meals and time to relax and rest. TAKE IT. The first couple of days after having my baby I felt like I had been hit by a truck. Which when you think about it isn’t that surprising because you use your entire body when you’re in labor for hours on end. You basically just did an entire weeks worth of full body workouts in one day. Thankfully I had so much help from so many people and I managed to spend the majority of time resting in bed feeding and cuddling my girl. Even if I started feeling better and tried to do more I ended up overdoing it (going up the stairs too many times counts as overdoing it) and needing to rest again the next day. Also, do your kegels, if you’re not sure what they are google them and then do them. Now I did also have some extenuating circumstances that made my recovery a bit more difficult and complicated, but I’d say for the general public this is all still true. Unless you’re like Wonder Woman or something.

There’s a saying my midwife told me, “when the milk flows, the tears flow with it”. It was her way of warning me that if you’re breastfeeding, the day your milk comes in is the most emotional day after having your baby you could possibly have. Not because it’s actually emotional but because your body is shifting all the hormones you just had for the past nine months and makes you about as fragile as the human ego, which according to my quick google search is the most fragile thing in the world. That day I was crying more than not crying. We were having people bring us dinner that night and to meet Baby T and I wasn’t even sure how I was going to be able to say hi to them. Sure enough though late afternoon my milk came in, Baby T was happily milk drunk and I finally stopped crying. My only suggestion for that day is skin to skin. Both Baby T and I seemed on a downhill spiral that day and I finally put us skin to skin and we cuddled for hours and I’m pretty convinced that’s what helped my milk come in. That and a Guinness.

My very good friend had given birth to her Baby Boy a week and five days before I had Baby T. Her pregnancy was very different from mine. She was due three weeks prior to me and while I was waddling around like a penguin she was strutting and glowing like a pregnant model. It was kind of funny to watch us walking side by side. She came to meet Baby T when she was 3 weeks postpartum and I was about 1 week and she could walk, and sit normal, and carry her car seat and breastfeed in front of people without spraying herself in the face. I remember looking at her with tears in my eyes leaning against the wall to hold myself up and saying “will that be me in two weeks too?” She looked at me like she truly understood what I was going through (and she did) and she said “I promise in two weeks you will feel so much better”. Just being able to see her like that and know that there was light at the end of the tunnel was such a boost for me. Sure enough in a couple of weeks I managed to venture out of our house and went to her house where they had a bunch of friends over and it was the first little bit of normalcy I had felt in weeks. It still took time to feel more healed but I would promise anyone else postpartum that it does get better.

Now I’m almost 9 months postpartum and I definitely don’t feel like I did before getting pregnant but I don’t think you ever do. You did this amazing thing and sacrificed your body to make this precious new life and it’s hard to accept the changes your body has made. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to get my old body back, the one that did pretty awesome things weightlifting at the gym for the past five years, and while I do want to try and do some of those things again I do know that this new body is stronger inside and out. Having a baby changes you physically and emotionally, it’s up to you to decide whether it’s for the better or for the worse. It’s okay if there’s things you don’t like and okay if you want to change them. But there’s no rush. Your baby is going to love you no matter what, they just want that body, no matter what it looks like, to cuddle them and care for them. And it’s also okay if you want to have a glass of wine at 2:30 on a sunny Friday afternoon. So that’s what I’m gonna do.

Nap Time Diaries: When the Shoe Doesn’t Fit

At the start of pregnancy, you like to think you’re glowing; like if someone looked at you they could just tell from the look on your face that you have a tiny little something growing inside you. You think your belly is sticking out a little but it’s still hiding the secret. Your boobs might grow, a lot. Then you start getting the tinge of nausea and it grows and grows. The tinge becomes nausea so strong you think you can smell colours. Foods that were usually your favourite are rejected immediately (bye salmon) and all you want to do is sleep. As Dwight Schrute says, “If she eats something the fetus doesn’t like, she is screwed. It’s amazing: a three ounce fetus is calling the shots. It’s so bad ass.” Bad ass isn’t exactly the words I would use…

When I was 4 months pregnant we went to Portugal and thanks to some prescription morning sickness medication I managed to make it there and back in one piece despite the abundance of fish that is served there. I will say though, Porto is beautiful, but it also seems to be an uphill walk no matter where you go and what direction your going. Around this time you’re starting to feel heavier, your knees and feet are adjusting to your increasing weight and walking uphill both ways is EXHAUSTING. Also, you have to pay for public washrooms. When you’re pregnant you can spend a lot of money trying to go pee. Thankfully the second half of our trip was in the south where there was a beautiful beach… down a hill. All in all, still a great family trip that I will talk about more in my travel series.

A few weeks after we got home we had a gender reveal shower. With our close friends and family we popped a black balloon of pink confetti over our heads. Shortly after that my legs and feet started swelling, sciatic pain was a new thing and Baby T dropped lower and lower making walking normal a thing of the past. As we got closer to her due date in November I ran out of shoes that fit so I settled on a pair of black flats in a size higher than my normal shoes size. May those shoes now RIP. Maternity leave started and I got to spend a lot of time relaxing in bed and getting things ready for her arrival. The last few weeks were very uncomfortable, swollen and walking around the house in the middle of the night became my new hobby.

Then, November 8th, two days early, Baby T made her way into the world (in good time for a first baby might I add). The “birth plan” or should I say “birth goals” (because births rarely go according to plan) actually were all met. Laughing gas is a beautiful thing. As soon as that girl was in my arms snuggling into my chest, the last nine months, the swelling, the one pair of shoes I could still wear, the sciatic pain, the lack of sleep (before and after she arrived) became distant thoughts. That new baby suddenly consumes all your thoughts and continues to do that everyday after. I once read something that having a child is like having your heart walking around outside of your body and that’s probably the truest thing about being a parent. Taking care of yourself becomes the last thing you think about but the cuddles and smiles and endless kisses makes every single thing so worth it.

Nap Time Diaries: Two Pink Lines

I want to write about my pregnancy with Baby T before I forget the details, but let’s be honest, is it something you can ever forget? Baby T was very much planned for even 6 months in advance of even starting to try to have a baby. We were hoping if everything went well she would be born in the winter time because it was usually a quieter time at work for my husband and also because I’m not a fan of heat and humidity when I’m not pregnant so the idea of having a baby anywhere near summer was a big no from me.

So here we were in February waiting to find out if I was pregnant, the two week wait, and I remember driving myself actually crazy because I had a pretty strong feeling I was pregnant but obviously had no way of confirming until closer to my period. When I think about how I felt for these two weeks my heart honestly goes out to couples struggling with infertility who go through that two week wait month after month, sometimes for years. It’s something I had never thought about before or had anywhere close of any understanding too, and I know I still don’t because as you can tell by the fact that Baby T is in our lives, it’s not something we personally went through. Like I said, my heart goes out to people who don’t have pregnancy come as easily to them and I hope these people can eventually have their own children through other avenues.

Another interesting thing about this two week period is I honestly believe that dogs know if you’re pregnant or not. I’ll give you two examples. One is my parents 7 pound Pomeranian chihuahua, Tia. I stayed at their house at one point during this period and for a dog who normally doesn’t seem to give a crap that I’m there, she was all of the sudden very interested in my whereabouts and kept plopping herself neatly in my lap. The second is my own dog Marley the yellow lab (yes, Marley and Me is our life). That very same weekend when I returned home she also made my whereabouts her top priority and while she couldn’t curl up neatly in my lap due to the fact that she’s about 10x the size of Tia, she certainly stayed as close to me as humanly possible following me from room to room through our house. Coincidence? I think not.

Soon enough, scrambled eggs started making me nauseous, my boobs took on a new larger life and after a couple of tests taken too early still showed negative I was sure I was anything but negative. It was a Friday and we were about to head over to our good friends’ house, I had to make the choice if I was going to drink that night or not. I had already stopped drinking the last two weeks just in case I was actually pregnant. We decided to try just one more test so I could drink with a clear conscience. It was an early response test and it was the day before my expected period. I did the deed on the stick and sat waiting while my husband got ready to go for a quick gym session assuming it was also going to come back negative. Three minutes went by and slowly but surely the faded second pink line started to show ever so slightly. I thought my eyes were just seeing things so I picked it up and squinted at it. Then I called my husband over for a second opinion to which he said “no way” (a happy no way obviously). Of course there was happy tears and hugging and a skipped gym session, two more test including the digital one that actually spells out the word PREGNANT, and a night of dodging questions about my not drinking as we wanted to tell both of our parents first.

In the moment, I wanted to take a mental picture of the time we found out I was pregnant. It was one of the most exciting but also most terrifying moments of my life. I started thinking about what kind of parents we would be, how our child would grow up and I was sure I could feel it growing inside of me. It was a really magical time in our lives and I’m sure I’ll remember that mental picture forever. Now, about the pregnancy… we’ll get to that later.

Nap Time Diaries: Keeping It Positively Real

If I’m 100% honest I started today writing a blog post about Postpartum OCD; about the symptoms and how it affects me personally. But honestly, that’s not me. I know I’m allowed to write about my anxieties with it and how it gets me down but it doesn’t really help me to do that. What does help me is filling my head instead with positive thinking and focusing on what’s good in my life. Here’s a couple ways I do that.

I bought myself a gratitude journal. I know I could technically just think about three things in my head everyday that I’m grateful for but writing them down really makes me think hard about them. It’s fun to try to think of three new things everyday because in reality there is an endless list of things to be thankful for in life. Focusing on these is a great start to any morning.

Force yourself to be positive. I started having these conversations in my head where if I start thinking something negative I force myself to think more positively. For example, I asked my husband to empty the garbage before he went to work and he forgot which is normally something I’d get all pissy about and stew about all day just to be annoyed at him when he gets home. Now I try to think, he’s busy at work he probably genuinely forgot to empty it before he left. It takes less than 30 seconds to do it myself and I’m sure he’d appreciate it when he gets home and say sorry for forgetting. That’s one less bickering conversation in our lives and a happier evening for the two of us. I do it when I start getting down on myself too, repeating things like you are a good mom, you’re doing a good job, you don’t need to be so hard on yourself about the body that made and carried your amazing girl for 9 months. I like to think that if I keep up these little corrections it’ll make me have more positive happy thoughts naturally and I won’t have to do it as often.

Taking a walk. It’s surprising how just taking a 20 minute walk or doing just a little bit of exercise gets the good endorphins going and can put you in a completely different state of mind. The key I’ve found to this is doing it because it makes me feel good not because I’m punishing myself for eating something bad or feeling fat that day.

Find you some good friends. Having a good group of friends or good family that you can rely on in the good and bad is so important. Being able to sit down for a nice dinner with people and laugh your asses off at nothing at all is the best medicine.

A bracing cup of tea. It’s probably the English in me but dang a good cup of tea at the right time really hits the spot.

In conclusion, I don’t need to focus on my Postpartum OCD all the time and thinks it’s this negative thing that controls me all the time. Focusing on the positive even if I really have to force myself to do it makes a huge difference.

Nap Time Diaries: Corona… The Virus Not The Beer

I feel like this is where I need to start with my blog. It’s not my favourite topic but it’s something that has definitely affected my life and my maternity leave which is the reason I have extra time on my hands to write this. If you don’t know what coronavirus is I really applaud you, that’s really impressive. I’m not going to give my opinion on Covid 19 here or the politics of it. I will say this though, it sucks!

We’ll start with the negative here.. yes coronavirus sucks. No this is not how I thought my first maternity leave would go. Yes sometimes I forget it’s happening and when I realize it’s actually still a reality it makes me angry and upset. Now we’ve got that out there have been some positives if you can believe it.

1. People have learned to wash their hands.

2. People have been doing amazing and nice things for strangers which is so beautiful to see.

3. People are getting crafty; learning how to bake breads and making tie-dye t shirts.

4. People are spending time as a family.

For me personally, Baby T was just over 6 months old when quarantine started. We had just gotten back from a trip to Florida with friends and family, I was just starting to have some of my Postpartum OCD symptoms (great timing), and I think I could count on my two hands how many days I had spent alone with my daughter. To be fair, I had a difficult recovery after having her and needed all the help I could get. My mother and mother in-law were amazing through everything, they were there whenever I needed them. My mother in-law even held the baby from 11pm to 3am when she was teeny tiny so I could get some sleep without worrying she was going to die in her sleep (maybe the OCD actually started earlier). Even as the months went on and my body recovered they each helped multiple days a week. My husband was also having a slow time at work so he was home a lot as well to help (#yayforhandsondad). Then quarantine started and my husband’s work picked back up and I was very quickly left alone with my baby every single day for 6 weeks. I quickly realized I had relied a lot on other people to help me and I needed to learn to stand on my own to feet as a mother. It was very difficult I’m not going to lie. Anyone who has had Postpartum OCD knows that being left alone with your baby is the last thing you sometimes want to do. But honestly, looking back, I’m so thankful for it. It was awkward and stressful and there were a lot of tears but I proved to myself that I could 100% do it and that I was a better mom than I thought I was. Now that things have opened up a bit again and we’ve been able to see the Grandma’s again, I realize that having the help isn’t an absolute need. It’s more of a luxury and Baby T and I can survive on our own. The Grandma’s still see her multiple times a week but we call them visits now instead of “Oh my god please come help me”… although some days that is still the case and that’s totally okay. It’s called balance.

Nap Time Diaries: Let’s Start at the Beginning

How does someone start a blog? That’s actually what I typed into google today. I’ve read some blogs. I’ve also watched tons of vlogs in YouTube (maybe I’ll write about my favourite?) but I’m one of those people who tends to make more funny faces at the selfie camera that nice ones. I still haven’t found the answers but I thought I should start writing anyway and figure it out later.

To start, my name is Evie. I’m 27 and a new mom to a little baby girl. For the sake of privacy we will call her Baby T. I’ve always loved writing, specifically fiction when I was younger, but I haven’t written anything in a long time and find I’m missing it. I used to write some pretty good stories when I was in school and I always thought I’d end up writing a full book. My favourite one was the closest I ever got, a book about a girl who was a secret musketeer who was avenging the death of her father and brothers. It was exciting, you know, for a 14 year old girl who was writing it. Side note, my husband just asked me what a musketeer is…. please tell me I’m not the only one who has seen every musketeer movie made? I still have the book but it’s unfinished. I did imagine the whole storyline in my head and remember the big finale I had planned but as a new mom finishing a story you started when you were 14 isn’t on the top of a to do list.

The point of this blog is to have a way to get all the fun thoughts out, hopefully whoever reads it will think they’re fun too. Life as a new mom especially during Covid 19 (we will talk about that later) has had a lot of its own challenges, including being diagnosed with Postpartum OCD (we will also talk about that later). I don’t want to write complaints and down thoughts all the time, it is good to share them with you to a point but it’s also important to share positivity. It’s called balance. As for the name, Baby T can be quite the needy little bean so this is currently being written during her nap. Need I say more? So, this blog will include a little bit of everything. Maybe a new book I’ve read, somewhere we visited, a new recipe I found for Baby T or some other funny tidbits I feel like getting out. We’ll see how this goes and how long it lasts. Don’t forget to like and subscribe! Oh wait, that’s YouTube.