Mommyhood

So-I have decided to start a blog about my experiences with mommyhood. Every day since my daughter's birth has been wrought with sleep deprivation, breast tenderness, and more joy, laughter, and tears then I ever imagined. Up until a week ago vomiting could have been added to that list as well. Oh yes, the darling angel now asleep in my arms used to projectile vomit after feedings. Women, upon hearing my dilemma, usually said something wonderfully helpful such as, "Oh yes, my dear Frou Frou used to spit up too. Use this darling burp cloth." I would want to correct them but what could I say? "No, not 'SPIT UP', VOMIT, as in I just changed both of our outfits huddled in my car because my baby went Exorcist on me." See...that would have never worked. Thankfully my sister, who will be referred to in this blog as either "The Baby Whisperer" or the "Massproducer", suggested I pump and add rice cereal to my milk to thicken it so she couldn't throw it up anymore. I tried her suggestion and the baby and I made it till bedtime (a truly antiquated term these days) in the same outfits we started the day with for the first time in weeks! I now bottle breast feed. It's a process that takes much longer but has increased my number of friends and helped reignite my romantic relationship with my husband, due largely to the fact that I no longer walk around smelling of dried vomit and sour milk. Ahh, just another day in the life, now where's my coffee?