steven and i are obsessed with paella this summer and we’ve been trying to brain storm the perfect paella theme. right now we’re workshopping chesapeake bay paella. we’re hoping to include all things soigné (top chef, much?!) about our region.
i just shared one of my toughest struggles as a mother over on well rounded, talking about how mila lost 14% body weight in her first 48 hours. finding out she had lost so much weight, especially as an EBF baby, was gut wrenching — i felt like i had been torturing her; starving my tiny baby, unknowingly. to read more about my story, and why i didn’t hesitate to formula feed my breast fed girl, head over to well rounded.
and mamas, please remember: fed is best. always.
i have no idea how this is possible, but i’m the mama of a five-month-old now! she’s dancing around in her jolly jumper as i type this. how is my tiny baby so big?!
nothing to say, just cute pics of my baby wrapped in an american flag. happy fourth!
mila got the okay to start solids at her four month appointment. it’s been so fun making and feeding her food. i think she’s going to be a little foodie just like her dad! we always joke that her first words will be, “oui chef!” last night, while he was feeding m her new favorite (apple + banana), the light was so perfect and they were so sweet i had to stop and take a few pictures.
i’m a little torn at times between wanting to “live in the moment” and not always have my camera and phone out — and wanting to document every minute of her exciting little life. i’m not sure if i have the balance down yet, but i’m sure glad i have these images.
okay, seriously, after you push a nearly eight pound baby out of your body, you need help. like, lots of it. help changing diapers, help making dinner, help taking a shower! for the first two weeks after mila was born, i was a human milk machine and little else. i needed help with everything.
asking for help from my husband, in-laws and friends helped me recover from a traumatic delivery a little easier. on well rounded this week, i shared some tips about how to ask for help — and who might be the best to ask for it from.
at two-and-a-half-months-old, our girl got her wings! i try to be a laid-back mama, but i have to admit i was pretty terrified about taking mila on her first flight to see her grandparents in grand junction, colorado. there were so many things that could have gone wrong. we could have been late (we almost were!), she could have cried the whole time (just a few minutes!), or even worse — a blow out at 35,000 feet (thank goodness that didn’t happen!).