As a mom—or a parent in general—life doesn’t stop just because you’re under the weather. You still need to care for that little human, cook, clean, do laundry, and tackle the never-ending list of daily and weekly tasks. My life is no exception.
Even with my throat still feeling sore and irritated, I’m “soldiering” along and keeping Valeria entertained. Thankfully, Anthony had two days off because we had planned a little trip to the water park in Hamilton and some time with his mom before heading to a family get-together on Saturday. Sadly, we had to cancel all our plans, so now we’re trying to fill Valeria’s days with local activities that are a bit closer to home.
It’s been lots of walks, rock hunts (her new obsession, probably inspired by all the crystals I have lying around the house), trips to the playground, store runs, and even a visit to a farmers market. And I have to say, I really do miss farmers markets, especially in the summer and fall. I know what you’re thinking: “You’re sick, you shouldn’t be out…” and you’re right. But I can’t stay cooped up in the house with a toddler because she goes stir-crazy just as much as I do!
I’m not sure what we’ll get up to this afternoon or even this weekend, but hopefully, whatever it is, Valeria has fun. That’s the most important thing to me is that she enjoys whatever we’re doing.
Now, I’m going to take full advantage of the fact that she’s napping and tackle a few chores around the house: laundry, cleaning the kitchen, and so on. I’m currently testing out a homemade stain remover for clothes, so fingers crossed it works!
Homemade Stain Remover:
1 Part Dawn Dish Soap
1 Park Baking Soda
2 Parts Hydrogen Peroxide
It should form a paste, however I found mine to be a bit too watery, so I think next time I’ll cut down on the Hydrogen Peroxide.
Anyway, I hope it works, I’ve been little it sit for a bit now on some shirts, so it’s time to go and throw them in the washer.
I hope you have a wonderful day or night wherever you are in the world!
With the beautiful weather we’ve been having lately, we’ve made more of an effort to get out and enjoy the sunshine with Valeria. Some days it’s just short walks thanks to the humidity; other days it’s pool time at Grandma’s or a visit to the park. Whatever the outing, one thing is clear—she’s definitely an outdoorsy kid.
But of course, we’ve had some gloomy days sprinkled in, which means indoor playtime. I don’t know about other parents, but doing the same activities over and over can really drive you a little nuts. Valeria has grown bored of most of her toys, so I’m thinking of putting some of the older ones away and rotating new ones in. That said, she’s never really been a “toys” kind of kid—if that makes sense. I’m at a bit of a loss.
I recently bought her some big chunky blocks to play and build with, but most of the time she wants my husband or me to build things for her. We try to encourage her to do it herself, but after stacking a couple blocks, she loses interest.
I’ve also tried getting her involved in the kitchen—something I read is great for keeping little ones busy while teaching basic kitchen skills and safety. We made cornbread muffins the other day, which was a blast! She had her own little spoon and bowl, and even got to wear her own mini apron. It helped pass the time, but not for long.
I also bought her crayons and coloring books, but once she discovered she could draw on the walls… well, those had to disappear for a while.
Honestly, I’m at a bit of a loss. I’m not one to just park her in front of the TV all day. I love reading and playing with her whenever I can—and so does my husband. We’ve tried a lot of things, but I’m running out of ideas.
If anyone has any suggestions, I’m all ears!
Now I’m off to jot down some ideas for a potential Etsy business with my cousin and chat with my mom about a contract position where she works. More on that soon.
I hope you have a wonderful day or night wherever you are in the world!
Yesterday was Valeria’s big day! It had been a bit to prepare for everything; coordinating everything with the church, sending invites, ordering catering, finding and creating decorations, cleaning and decorating my Nonna’s basement and than the big day finally has come!
We knew that the day was going to be nice and long, however her nap schedule was a little all over the place. Though I have to say, she was only cranky near the end of church and later in the afternoon. Though she had A LOT of stimulation in the afternoon/evening.
The day started pretty early, I got ready for the day, doing my hair and make-up and to just get it out of the way. Valeria woke up early as well, not ideal, I was hoping she would sleep more. My husband also quickly got ready as well, we were taking turns keeping Valeria entertained.
Family started arriving by about 10 AM, slowly trickling as the morning turned into early afternoon. By 1 pm, everyone from out of town was here (there was about 20 people in total from in town and out of town) and we needed to get Valeria ready for her big day.
Her God Mother helped to dress her, which was a beautiful experience and I wish I had got photos of it. It was myself, my husband, my cousin and her husband and my other cousin who were there as Valeria was being dressed. Unfortunately, my cousin’s husband couldn’t officially stand up there with Valeria, but we consider him her God Father anyway. My cousin and her husband will be a wonderful support system and guiding hand in her life in all aspects.
We got to the church a bit early and met with the Sacramental Coordinator, she informed us of how the Mass will go, showed us our seating and our reserved seating for our families. We all sat down fairly early and Valeria was just looking in every direction she could. She was so curious and as soon as the music started, she went completely quiet and bounced in my husband’s arms excited. The Mass was beautiful to be honest and there was another family also Baptizing their little girl. It was a very joyous occasion for both our families.
Valeria even made the whole congregation laugh, as my husband tipped her back so the Priest could Baptize her, she reached for the pitcher (she loves water) and tried to grab it from him. He made some funny commentary and proceeded. Than when we were waiting for the candle to be lit, she was biting on the towel and making sounds, attempting to get the “last word” in every time the Priest spoke. Than the applause came and she was over the moon! The biggest smile on her face. It was too cute!
I have to say though, she was so well behaved the entire Mass, up until the end when she started to get really tired. When Mass was finished, she instantly fell asleep in my husband’s arms. We weren’t able to do photos at the church, but that’s okay, I wasn’t going to try to force her to stay awake. We went out in the parking lot, spoke to family briefly and than in the car. That was a bit of a task with Valeria already asleep. She did not like being put in the car seat and having her sleep disrupted (I don’t blame her, I don’t like my sleep disrupted either), but with some quick moves and a little bit of her bottle, she fell back asleep pretty fast.
We arrived at my Nonna’s house within 20 minutes of leaving the church and thankfully the catering was already there, nice and piping hot. Chit chat and food, everyone was extremely happy enjoying a dinner together. I did one long table so that we all felt together and connected. My husband’s mom was very kind and held her while we ate dinner and than my cousin held her as I fed Valeria and than she started to get cranky, so my husband and I brought her upstairs for a bit of quiet. Much needed since her nap was fairly short from the church and the car. She was VERY stimulated from all the people (it was her first really large family gathering) and it was very loud. Eventually my husband and I were able to finish dinner and than again, put her for a nap. Sadly, the nap was cut short.
We attempted taking pictures, but she just wasn’t having it and had to settle for a big group photo. We attempted again to do photos with individual families before people had to leave for the night, but she was too cranky. All in all, people were taking so many photos and my brother was kind enough to take some with my camera, which I still need to go through, so we have an abundance to look through from everyone. I’m grateful our families did that, but I really wanted photos of each individual family. Can’t be helped though!
The day was wonderful and joyous nonetheless and I’m so happy for our daughter. She will have beautiful memories of this day to look back on when she is older and all these wonderful people who came to support her will always be in her life. There were be endless memories to come for sure.
So just a few photos to share, but it’s a little something!
I hope you had a wonderful weekend wherever you are in the world!
Valeria has been out of sorts the past few days and even though we have been able to manage it, today was a difficult day, especially for my husband.
She woke up in a very bad mood and not quite sure why since she slept through the night. But she woke up screaming and crying, and my husband couldn’t soothe her at all. We couldn’t figure out why; we checked her teeth, checked her diaper, tried feeding her and nothing. I swooped in and held her, rocking from side to side until she calmed down. I laid her in bed with us, allowing her to crawl and play for a while until she was ready to go back to bed. Mind you this was happening at 6 AM. She woke up again around 9, again not a happy camper. My husband tried playing with her on her mat, than attempting to feed her finally woke me and I jumped out of bed.
Another moment to calm her and give my husband a break. Eventually we took her to the couch and let her play a bit, my husband and I chatted a bit. We decided to try feeding her on the couch, which we have never done before, but this was a special circumstance. She ate most of her breakfast with my husband holding her and I was spoon feeding.
I really don’t know where the morning went, but she went down for a late morning nap. She again woke up cranky, but she played on her mat and shortly after we went over to see my mom and brother. We were discussing the table set-up for the Baptism party. There was much more to do than we had initially anticipated, so we will have to go back during the week to clean up the basement at my Nonna’s house.
Again, I don’t know where the time went, because we headed home and she napped pretty much right away. Our idea to go to a country market fell through, so we will try again next week though. While Valeria napped, my husband napped with her.
Now you are probably wondering how it was a hard day for him. I believe they feed off of eachothers’ emotions. When Valeria is not having a good day, than he gets into the protector/I need to soothe her mood; however when it doesn’t work, she just gets more fussy. Both Libras, one more stubborn than the next and I’m suppose to be the fire sign (Sagittarius)! I’m the calm one in our little trio! She would cry every time he would hold her, attempt to soothe her, or do absolutely anything with her.
I was the only one who could soothe her at all, and I know the feeling my husband was going through. Feeling hopeless, useless and like I was failing. It’s difficult to go through a day like that and not wonder what you are doing wrong.
As a parent, you go through ups and downs, wonder if you are raising your child right, wanting what is best for them, and so on and so forth. But the days, like today, where everything just seems to be against you, like your child wants nothing to do with you, well it’s really hard emotionally. I know for myself that when I go through days like that with her, I eventually breakdown and cry. I’m sure any parent can attest to that. You pour your heart and soul into raising a good little human, and to have a tough day, it hurts.
I knew that my husband needed me; to soothe her, to feed her, to give him a breather, and not just be there for her but also for him. Sometimes, all you need as a parent is a hug and some reassurance from your partner that you are doing good. Sometimes we forget that and put all our energy on our little ones.
Eventually later that evening, their emotions calmed down and they became their normal happy selves. Playing and laughing together, tumbling around and just hanging out as they normally do. The rest of the evening went well.
I love my husband and will always be there for him. Sometimes, we just need a reminder from our partner that we’re alright.
It started since this morning, and usually she is all about daddy. Whether my husband likes to admit it or not, she is a daddy’s girl through and through. However, today she was all about mommy.
She woke up a bit cranky early this morning, my husband wasn’t able to soothe her like usual, so to give my husband a rest, I swooped in and held her while I swayed a bit. She stopped crying almost instantly and I asked her “Can mommy lay with you?” and I set her little feet on the bed and slowly laid her down to snuggle. Well she wasn’t interested in snuggling, instead she was making her happy screech noise and climbing all over me. My husband laid in bed with us and we were just smiling and letting her do her thing. Eventually my husband took her to her mat to play and I got a bit more rest.
Not long after, it was nap time, my husband fed her as we all laid in bed. She fell asleep and my husband went to work out as her and I slept. She slowly made her way to me, as she always does, and snuggled up. I was glad for the cuddles, however I was on the edge of the bed. I ultimately decided to move to my husband’s side of the bed….
Well that was a mistake!
She woke up not even five minutes after I had moved and was not a happy camper. My husband came rushing in with a bottle and I rubbed her back, she fell back asleep with her head nestled in my armpit. I’m sure some people will think that’s gross, but it’s her favourite spot. After a while I got out of bed, but left my night shirt on the pillow so that she could still smell me.
I love when I get snuggles from Valeria, it’s one of my all time favourite things. She isn’t overly snugly right now, so it makes it all the more special when she does it.
She woke up a bit later and had a big smile on her face when she saw me.
The rest of the day was pretty boring. It was raining most the time, so we had to think of things to do indoors. We went to Costco to pick up some things, came home for Valeria to nap a little than went to the mall. We went to look at a store that sells suits (getting ideas for my husband for his sister’s wedding), the crystal shop and than to a clothing store to see if I could find anything for the Baptism. I found a beautiful linen floral skirt, now I just need a top. She was smiley and happy all day long and wanted to keep coming to me, especially during our evening walk.
She only had two naps today so 7:30 PM rolled around and well…she was out like a light. Now I’m going to relax with my husband and hopefully she will sleep for a good long while.
Now, we were away when she turned seven months, but it was such a beautiful day that we opted to take advantage. There is that beautiful white floral bush in front of our home, I posted a photo of it the other day, but I will share it again down below.
We laid down a blanket and her seven month sign and did a little photo shoot today. Didn’t capture too many pictures as she became very curious of all the plants and flowers surrounding her. She is just motoring around already, so her curiosity gets the better of her.
After the photos we decided for a nice walk, I mean why not enjoy the the heat and sunshine. Maybe my pale skin will get a tan! Sigh, being a pale Italian….it’s rough!
I took my camera with me and snapped some beautiful shots, and maybe need to learn boundaries….I really shouldn’t just roll up on people’s lawns taking photos are their flowers. But they were so beautiful….sorry neighbours! I generally ask if they are outside though.
Valeria is down early tonight, she had a very long day. But enjoy the photos and I hope you have a wonderful day wherever you are in the world!
I want to wish all the beautiful, patient, tough, loving and caring moms out there a wonderful day! You are truly loved and appreciated for everything you do and go through, even if it’s not shown right away. I hope you enjoyed the day with your family/friends and got to relax, even if it was just a little.
Valeria is in the thick of it now, as mentioned in a previous post, she basically had two little teeth pop out days apart from each other.
Sadly, I didn’t really comprehend how difficult this would be for her and all the symptoms she would be experiencing. Some I didn’t even realize were associated with teething.
This is about to get real and anyone with kids will understand the stress and worry this is causing. She surprisingly didn’t have many symptoms prior to her teeth erupting from the gums, it’s the after that has been effecting her, which I’m assuming is due to inflammation and pain.
Sunday night was the start of it, we noticed she was a bit fussier than normal being put to bed and she really didn’t want us near her mouth.
Monday it only got worse, she was again fussier than normal but she kept chewing on everything and anything. We figured the counter pressure was nice for her, along with the fact she was drooling buckets like a Saint Bernard dog. Her teething toys were her best friend during the day. Night time was a different story, she was literally up every hour crying in pain, and when we did calm her long enough, she would be whimpering in her sleep. Definitely a sleepless night.
Tuesday we all woke up with little bags under our eyes but hers were so terrible. Her eyes were red, along with her nose and cheeks. Than we really noticed the runny nose. She fussed over EVERYTHING and I mean everything. There were times she was inconsolable. Distracting her with walks was our only option and trying to get her to nap any way we could. But sleep still eluded her for the most part. Naps were short. Solid food consisted of whatever was soft, so a bit of fish and potato and a little fried egg. She really didn’t have much of an appetite though. However the diarrhea began so things were just flying out of her. We kept giving her the frozen teething toy to help with the inflammation, along with a bit of chamomile in her bottle. She eventually went down to sleep, later than we would have liked, but she still woke up fairly often.
Side note: Before you judge me for the chamomile, it’s been a remedy used for hundreds of years and you don’t give them a lot. It helps with restlessness and mildly helps with inflammation.
Wednesday was another fussy day, but my husband and I had a game plan. We were going to distract her with walks and go to the mall. Again she really didn’t want us near her mouth; wiping her runny nose and drool were a challenge. Though we took her for a nice LONG walk in the morning, if I recall it was at least an hour if not longer. She fell asleep in the stroller and my husband and I just decided to keep walking until she woke up. Once she was awake, she was a bit happier. We returned home and got her in the car seat and off we went to the mall. We walked around for at least two hours. She was okay, fussy at times, but a little bit of formula or a change in carrier position and she was okay. We noticed her nose was super runny, her cheeks flushed and a touch swollen and she was tired. But she was a trooper, even fell asleep on dad for a bit. When we got home, we put on some teething gel on for her, which she was NOT happy about. From that point on she would cry, fuss and get upset over every little thing. She ate very little solids, really disinterested in food and her formula. But again we gave her the chamomile in her bottle. She only really wanted me last night, so I laid and sang her to sleep. She cuddled up next to me and fell asleep drinking her formula.
Once I knew she was fully asleep and I could hear her little snores, I topped up the bottle and put it in the fridge. I was up all night, however my husband and her snoozed the night away. I was grateful with how much she slept. From 9:15 PM to about 2:15 AM, this is an approximation. She woke up to fed a bit and back to sleep, than she woke up around 3:30 or 4 AM. My husband was kind enough to take over since I didn’t sleep yet. She was crying and whimpering, and the only way she wanted to sleep was more upright and on my husband. She fell back asleep around 5-5:30 AM.
Now for today, things have been getting better thankfully. Her runny nose is still there, but a lot less. She is still pretty fussy and really just wanted to be held by me for the most part. Her diarrhea has disappeared which is great! Her appetite seems to be coming back slowly, we are doing smaller more frequent meals for her today. Sleep is still difficult during the day, her naps tend to be short. However this evening was good, we decided to try a bit of a new routine with her.
We gave her a bath, lavender lotion on her skin, read to her as some Gregorian chants played lightly in the background and when she got a bit fussy we started to give her the bottle. She would eat, pull off and then roll around a bunch. At that point I stopped reading and would sing to her instead. And it was rinse and repeat. At one point she pulled off the bottle and was just rolling around, rocking on her hands and knees and I told my husband just let her be. Her eyes were closed but she was still moving than bam, she laid on her tummy and just passed out.
It was almost as if she just put herself to sleep or wanted to. Her eyes were closed the entire time she was wiggling and rolling around, but we couldn’t understand it.
Has anyone else’s kid done this?
Anyway, it’s been rough and I’ll be honest, my husband and I haven’t exactly been communicating well. Sleep deprivation isn’t nice on relationships. But we are hoping that things are subsiding for her and she can get back to her normal self….until the next enamel nightmare decides to erupt.
Sorry this one was long, but I ask that you please pray for us. Thank you
If you are a regular to my blog, you are well aware that my daughter has been teething for quite some time now. At six months, going on seven, her two bottom teeth have FINALLY emerged! Not sure if that’s late or early, really didn’t look to see.
At first, my husband and I only noticed the bottom left tooth poking out of the gum. We noticed because she had wanted to gnaw on my knuckle and I felt the sharp enamel poking at my skin. Once we checked her mouth, we were absolutely thrilled! We noticed it probably on Wednesday and then SURPRISE, the right side popped out this weekend. I feel like now that we have two coming in, the rest are sure to spring out like crazy!
I’ve tried getting a picture of them, however she just shakes her head like a dog, not wanting us to be near her mouth. For good reason, but oooooo they are so adorable!!! If I can capture her little teeth in a photo when they are fully emerged I’ll post it you.
Still got a whole mouth to go; so the whimpers, crying and tears of pain aren’t over yet, but we are here to soothe and comfort her. Guess I have to start “brushing” her little teeth now…..I think I have one those finger brushes somewhere…
Anyway, that’s all I’ve got today! Hope you had a wonderful weekend wherever you are in the world!
This is a post I kept going back and forth about writing for a number of reasons. But I’ve decided to share my story. This will be the first post in a series I will be doing.
***Disclaimer: I am not a medical professional, this is just my journey and what I learned. If you are having severe emotional struggles, depression or suicidal thoughts, please seek medical attention immediately. Thank you***
As a first time mother, I always knew I wanted to try breast feeding my baby. As you’ve probably heard time and time again, “Breast is best”…and to some degree it is. But for a lot of women it isn’t a possibility or even a consideration and that’s okay! You do what’s best for you and your child, you are the parent after all and a fed baby is a happy healthy baby.
However in my case, no one told me how difficult it could be or even the repercussions of stopping.
Before I gave birth, I could feel my body getting ready; my breasts were getting heavy and filling with milk. I was informed by my midwife that I should start collecting Colostrum also referred to as “liquid gold”. It’s essentially the thick first milk you produce while pregnant and just after birth. It is high in nutrients, antibodies and antioxidants, which greatly helps your baby’s immune system. So, I did what any mother would after hearing all those fabulous benefits, I bought syringes and began collecting! I collected 15 syringes in total, all varying amounts, but I was so proud of myself and felt ready to take on my breast feeding journey.
Unfortunately, my breast feeding journey with Valeria was a struggle to begin with and then was cut short due to illness. My supply tanked, what little I had to start and I tried everything to up my supply. You name it, I tried it. But I digress at the moment.
I was lucky enough to not have problems with her latching, it came so naturally, even when she was first born. She latched immediately, which I was told is a huge rarity. With the latch not being a problem, we soon found out it was my supply.
My supply was low; I kept attempting to feed her, but she wasn’t gaining the necessary weight, so in came the formula to help supplement what I couldn’t provide. Both my midwife and doula could see I was struggling and they made suggestions of things to try. My midwife suggested Milk Aplenty by Rumina. It was this foul tasting herbal supplement, that I would usually take with a small glass of orange juice to help mask the taste….didn’t really work though. Sadly, I began to noticed I was having a reaction to it; my throat was sore and hurt terribly and I eventually stopped taking it, but it worked!
At one point, my supply was so plentiful that I was leaking every morning and I was happy about it! I was pumping for night time feeds and breast feeding all day long. Though once I discovered the reaction to the supplement, I had to try other options: lactation cookies (nope), power pumping (no), different herbal supplements (yeah right!), even stupid teas (you must be joking? They didn’t work). Nothing worked and at one point I began to resent pumping. Neither the electronic or manual worked all that great, not to mention the little results it yielded.
In the month of December 2023, sickness came into play and took it’s toll on both Valeria and I. She wasn’t able to feed with her congestion and I had to be on antibiotics for a ruptured eardrum (yeah, that’s right, my congestion was so bad it popped my eardrum, nasty right?!). My supply tanked and was pretty much non-existent. I kept attempting to pump, but became discouraged when I would only produce 10-20 mls a day, if I was lucky. Eventually I had to make the very hard decision to stop and strictly formula feed.
Ultimately I wanted Valeria fed and not starving, but it left me feeling disconnected, worthless and a whole slew of emotions I can’t even fully describe. I even had some breakdowns because of it. It’s hard to describe how that loss of connection with your child feels. Almost like a void, an emptiness and I was only able to breast feed her for a very short time. Now imagine a mother who breast feeds for years.
To this day, I wish I could have fed her longer, but that wasn’t the journey we were meant to take. I’m still not fully recovered, but I’m trying to be patient with myself and allow the recovery to take it’s course. It’s getting better each day as I watch her grow and surpass milestones. Recovery time is subjective to the person in my opinion and mine is taking a bit longer. I’m a very emotional person deep down, though most people don’t know it.
While going through the aftermath of “weaning”, which I learned about after I stopped breast feeding. I really didn’t understand what was going on with me. I just thought, ‘Oh I’m feeling really melancholy, it must be postpartum depression…’ but no. Not everything can be chalked up to postpartum depression, it’s not always that simple it seems.
I was shown a video by a family member and I did further investigation into this as well, reading article after article. So I do encourage you to do your own research as well.
Now, I don’t take credit for anything I’m about to say, it all goes to this woman Danielle Facey, who has put in the work to gather the information which I will share now. I’m going to highlight what I think is important, so here it goes…
There is little to no research of the impact that weaning has on a mother’s body, however many women seem to share similar experiences. While you are pregnant, our oestrogen and progesterone levels shoot up, helping us to feel happy and healthy while we are expecting. However, in postpartum these hormone levels plummet and stay low for as long as we are lactating. But during lactation, our prolactin and oxytocin (our feel good hormone) rise, which helps us to feel calm, content and helps us as mothers to fall back to sleep after a night of nursing or pumping.
As we start to breast feed less and lactation lessens/stops, prolactin and oxytocin drop drastically. Because of this hormonal shift, it makes mothers experience an array of emotions and symptoms, such as:
Nausea, Headaches, Insomnia, Nightmares, Irritability, Depression, ‘Brain Fog’, Mood Swings, and more.
Some mothers hardly notice symptoms while other experience post-weaning depression or weaning blues. This can occur up to several months after weaning. Eventually other feel good hormones will come back to normal levels to help combat this. It just takes time, typically four to eight weeks.
This is temporary and things will get back to normal eventually, but if you are concerned please seek medical attention from a health care provider. You can try to cope with your symptoms by:
eating protein with each meal to balance blood sugar levels, necessary vitamins and minerals, regular exercise and exposure to sunlight (Vitamin D is key!)
Now, like I stated before, I think recovery time is subjective to the person. Medically, it’s hormonal shifts and swings, the body is quite fascinating, isn’t it? And yes, this contributes to emotional factors that you go through after weaning. But the emotional and physical connective link to your baby, well it’s special. When that link is chinked, it’s hard to navigate back to fix it.
So what’s the verdict here?
Well.. know that if you just had a baby and are breast feeding, it can be difficult and a true test in an already trying time. Some women are fortunate while others are not so lucky. But the journey is different for everyone and what you are feeling is “normal” in a sense. I really do hate to use the word normal, but you are not alone in your feelings. Try to do your best with breast feeding, try what you feel is good for you and go as long as you need to before you decide to wean. Only you know when you and your baby are ready to take that step.
Remember you are not only food (or as I referred to myself as a cow) for your child, you are so much more to them than that. You are their world!
The emotional turmoil you will or are going through after weaning is also “normal” and it does get easier with time. But don’t clock your recovery based on things you read or are told, take your time to work through the emotions and if need be, seek medical assistance. Don’t be ashamed.
You are never alone in your struggles postpartum, somewhere there is a mama going through the same things you are. It just seems Taboo to discuss them.
I want to change that.
Let’s uncover those Taboo topics together shall we?
Mama on the Move 
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