Category Archives: Little Bit

Tuesday’s Tangent

TANGENT TUESDAY

During this last semester of law school I have learned that I am a productive procrastinator. I’ll have bunch of chapters throughout a stack of books to read before the weekend ends and I will come up with a list a mile long of things that ABSOLUTELY need to get done before I start in on that homework.

This weekend that list included:

  •             Sorting through the lone sock pile to find the matches.
  •             Ridding Little Bit’s closet of clothes that no longer fit her.
  •             That resulted in me funneling more clothes into her closet that she can grow into.
  •             Reminiscing about the time when Little Bit was able to fit in those smaller clothes.
  •             Cleaning every single piece of bedding in my home.
  •             Wiping down all of the kitchen cabinets.
  •             Wiping down all of Little Bit’s toys.
  •             Doing 6 loads of laundry . . . which resulted in me having to hang and fold 6 loads of laundry.

On a happy note, my house is always fresh and clean come Monday morning. Ready for the neglect it will suffer the rest of the week.

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“Parents Are Preventing Hope of Any Future Anonymity”

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I stated in one of my Tuesday’s Tangents why I will never post a photo of Little Bit on any social media site. Amy Webb’s post on Slate nails it!

I couldn’t agree more! If you are a proud parent who likes to post those cute photos of your kids, please check your privacy settings.

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The Battle to Breastfeed

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Let me start by saying that the choice to breastfeed your child is a decision that is personal to each mother and their individual circumstances. For me, I wanted to exclusively breastfeed Little Bit for the first year of her life (give or take). However, as with everything else, I had to really balance how important that was to me against all of the other responsibilities in my life that required my time and attention. After much research on the benefits of breastfeeding, conversations with other mothers, and some inquiry of my doctor, we decided that breastfeeding was the route for us. This journey is not without struggle.

First, I took it day by day… literally. Breastfeeding was such a struggle in the beginning that I told myself each day just to push through until the next day and see how you feel. Well, 10 months later, here we are. But along those tens months, there were some things that people had told me that continued to torment me.

 It Comes Naturally-FALSE!

When mothers talked about breastfeeding their child, I mostly heard of all the benefits it would provide to my child. Not once did I hear of the difficulty that came along with it. I had this fairy-tale idea that my child would immediately know what to do the first time I put her to my breast. NOT. THE. CASE. It takes work in the beginning.

In the hospital, it took a good three tries for Little Bit to latch. The nurses had to help me the first few times. But after a while, I felt like we had the hang of it and we were released from the hospital into the scariness of parenthood.

Our “great latch” fell apart the minute we tried to feed at home. I realize now it was the amount of stress and sleeplessness that I was experiencing that led to our slight detour on our breastfeeding journey. Luckily, the hospital had sent me home with a goodie bag that included a list of ten or so lactation consultants (it’s as if they knew!). You bet your aunt fanny I was on the phone so quick and it was the best $75 I had ever spent for an hours worth of work.

She explained that breastfeeding, although natural, is very difficult in the beginning. She watched me hold Little Bit to see how I positioned her. She looked at how Little Bit latched and even weighed her after the feeding to assure me that I was in fact producing enough milk for my child.

It still didn’t feel natural, but over time, it became easier to manage.

Pumping is Easy-FALSE!

Ugh! I can’t wait to jump kick my pumps out of my home and office. That’s right. You heard me. Pumps! PLURAL! I own two pumps.

In this craziness that I call my life, Mr. Mister and I decided that it would be advantageous to keep a pump at home for the late night/early morning/weekend pumps and one at the office for my workday pumps. With all of the crap I carry around for work and school, I didn’t want to be bogged down with another bag. I must say, it has been a great stress reliever to not have to truck an extra bag with a pump around. Every Monday, I just walk in with a bag of ten clean bottles, put them in my office cabinet my husband got for me, and I only worry about carrying out a discreet bottle bag at the end of each day. That’s the easy part. The hard part was figuring out how to use your pump to your body’s potential.

Pumps come in all different shapes, sizes, grades, colors, personalities (only slightly kidding). With all of the available brands, you have to determine which will be right for you. Do your research. There are so many blogs and resources on line that you can hear people raving about the pump they use or ranting about how another pump has failed them. But keep in mind, what works for one body, may not work for another.

Another thing to keep in mind is cost. Most insurance companies will cover the cost of a breast pump. Just call and ask and they can inform you of all the details. The bad part about this is you get what they got. You can’t choose the latest model or best quality. However, my own insurance company provided me with a top quality Ameda pump. A girlfriend of mine told me her insurance provided her with a Medela. So, I think insurance companies want to get it right the first time in order not to hinder your pumping and for you to be successful. One note here, the company that sent me mine had to replace it when the motor went out. It was no big deal. I call, they confirmed the model, my address, and had the new one sent out overnight. I am not sure how easy it would be to try to return or exchange a pump at a retail store.

After you have the right pump for you, you need to figure out a schedule that works for your daily responsibilities and the milk intake of your child. This is the hard part. I started by pumping every two hours to create my supply and to store some for when I returned to work. Eleven months later I am down to pumping twice a day. As Little Bit has gotten older she has dropped feedings and not taken as much milk. Another thing I noticed is that when I am stressed out or sleep deprived (which is usually every day) my milk supply is totally affected. At times like those, there is not much you can do when you are carrying such a busy schedule. You just press on and move past it. Never fear supplementing.

It’s Quicker than Making a Formula Bottle- FALSE!

In the middle of the night when you are ripped from your sleep at the sound of a crying baby you don’t really have all of your faculties yet. It’s super easy to lay the child in bed next to you and nurse as opposed to fumbling your way through the dark, with a crying child, to make a bottle, heat the bottle, stumble your way back to the chair and finally feed your child. A 30 minute bottle process can be a 15 minute nursing session that only requires you to relocate your child next to you.

Most Women Fail as a Milk Supplier-FALSE!

Studies have shown that providing breast milk to your child for a even just a few days can be beneficial to your child. The colostrum itself has so many health benefits and can protect your child from infection and illnesses you, as the mother, has been exposed to. For some women, that is all that they can provide for their child. This is not failing as a mother. It’s physiology. As much as I wanted to nurse my child through to her first year, I don’t think we will make it. At 10 months, I started supplementing with formula because my body could no longer keep up. I haven’t failed as a milk supplier, I have given my baby the best that I could and that my body would allow. We are both happy because of it.

Whatever route you decide to take with your child, definitely consider what your schedule will permit and how realistic your goals are. I set out with the goal of a week. Then a month. Then three months. Every time I would reach a goal, I would feel so much more motivated to set another goal. Set yourself up for success and gauge your success by your own standards when it comes to breastfeeding.

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How I Decided to Have a Baby While in Law School

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I cannot count the number of times that when people found out I got pregnant on purpose during law school, the look on their face was one of doubt as to my choice. A gabillion! I guess I see their concern. Law school is a stressful time. Pregnancy is a stressful time. Combine both of those and you have a catastrophe waiting to happen.

Here is the thought process we went through to decide it was the right time for us to have a baby:

Timing

I kept saying we will have a baby when the time is “right.” What does that even mean? I have no clue what I meant. I think it was my way of stalling the process. Mr. Mister finally noticed that we will always find a reason as to why it was the wrong time. So I navigated my way through my first year and I established a good study routine. When we decided a baby would fit into our lives between semesters of my 2L year, I checked the week all of my finals would fall on, tracked back to an ovulation calculator (TMI? Sorry!), and decided we would have a two-month window with which we could conceive and have a safe buffer to deliver during my break between semesters. Once we had the date nailed down and finalized, it all became VERY real.

Finances

Law school is not cheap! Also, babies are not cheap! Combine those with a house payment, a car payment, utilities, etc. and you have a big ol’ debt sheet racking up. Mr. Mister and I sat down and seriously looked at our finances. We cut out the luxuries (who has time to watch TV anyway?), sold an extra vehicle we had, finished up all of the big “to-do” projects around the house, and made sure we had some savings stashed away in the event of an emergency. Knowing that we were being fiscally responsible helped eliminate a lot of the stress of simultaneous school and pregnancy.

Research

Ah, this is where my love for blogs began. I spent countless late night hours reading blogs. I searched things like: pregnant during law school; mothers in law school; effects of stress on a fetus J. I read how little amount of sleep I could get before it would affect a fetus. I read about other mother’s journey through law school while being pregnant or raising a child. I also talked to my doctor about risks and precautions I needed to take and talked to other mom friends to see just what this whole mothering thing was all about.

Support

I am not one to brag, but Mr. Mister is pretty fantastic! His support warrants its own blog post soon. I cannot express how motivational he was during my pregnancy. He was also a worrier; I always said he worried enough for all three of us. He’d make sure our fridge was stocked with yummy and healthy snacks. He would make sure I was taking vitamins, getting enough sleep (well enough relative to being a law school student and full time employee), and always made sure to call and check on me. The best thing he did was tell me when I’d had enough for the day and make sure I had actual “me” time. That may have resulted in one too many naps.

For those of you women wondering if it is a good idea to have a baby while in law school, I say it’s right if YOU feel its right. You know what you are capable of. You know how you handle stress, pressure, and criticism. You know how you are at prioritizing and time management. Take a while to sit down an analyze the situation you will be entering into and decided whether having a baby while in law school is right for you.

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Tuesday’s Tangent

TANGENT TUESDAY

I have a Facebook page and that’s it. I don’t Tweet. I don’t post to Instagram. I have no clue how Snap Chat works. I don’t have much time to waste on these “time sucks” or I would probably check them all out to see what they are about. I get the pressure from my friends to sign up for Instagram or Twitter so I can follow them and keep up with what they are doing and so they can keep up with what I am doing. To that I ask “why don’t you call me or text me or stop by and actually see me?” Oh, because that would require the face-to-face human interaction that we are slowly losing as a result of all of these social media pressures we are bombarded with everyday. I was surprised at the increased amount of pressure to post pictures of Little Bit on Facebook. Except for her picture from the day she was born while we were still in the hospital, I will not post her picture to my Facebook page. People ask why we don’t post her picture? This is why. 

I don’t want to see 642 pictures of your kid, why would I subject you to look at mine? Don’t get me wrong, Little Bit is freakin’ adorable! I may be biased, but she is pretty stinkin’ cute. So cute I can’t help but wonder what person wouldn’t want to see a picture of her gorgeous face? Friends and family know they are more than welcome to stop by and see her any time they want. We live so close to family that all of her grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins get to see her often. For the family who live out state, they just call or shoot over a quick text and check on Little Bit and ask for an updated photo. I am more than happy to oblige and send the cutest picture I have on my camera phone at that moment. I don’t barrage Facebook with a multiple pictures on a daily basis of the “cute” things Little Bit is doing at that moment. Although I may have captured her silly antics for my and my husband’s own enjoyment, I don’t need to post Little Bit’s first food, her first spit up, her cute toes, her cute toes from a different angle, or her toes from the angle that includes her little hands too. It’s just not necessary. For those of our friends and family who want to see her, they need only ask. For the sake of my “friends” newsfeeds, I will spare the overkill of baby photos.

To that end, who wants strangers looking at their child? Once you post your child’s photo to a social media site it’s like releasing a helium balloon into the air. You keep it in your line of site for a little while, but eventually is escapes you and you have no idea where it ends up. Although I have my Facebook page set to the highest privacy settings and my “friends” are people I know, I can’t tell what those “friends” do with my photos. I have also noticed that when one of my Facebook “friends” “likes” a post of one of their friends who I have no association with, I can then see their post. I don’t think it is too far fetched to think of a glitch occurring that may allow this to occur with my private photo settings. People share way too much on social media these days such as addresses, when they are going out of town, how they just bought a new expensive gift. I hate to be cynical, but all of this information is ripe for the taking for any criminal who cares to “research” on Facebook. For my own sanity and safety, I will not put my daughter’s picture on Facebook.

Lastly, what if Little Bit wants to be a C.I.A. agent or an undercover agent of some sorts and because her parents decided to post 642 pictures a year during her childhood, that option is no longer an option? I know, I know, it’s far-fetched, but you get the idea. Just as people say “you can’t pick your parents” kids also can’t choose their parent’s choices. The things we as parents choose to do and not do on behalf of our children could have repercussions into their adult life. As parents we like to think we would bring no harm to our child, but sometimes we don’t realize we are harming them. For the future of my daughter, I won’t post her photo to any social media site (including this one) unless and until she is old enough to make the decision on her own to be a part of it.

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