Posts Tagged‘postpartum’

The Organized Girl’s Guide to The Perfect Hospital Bag

Perfect Hospital Bag

Alright, you guys know I love a good checklist. I’ve had multiple girlfriends request the checklist to end all checklists for packing the perfect hospital bag for them and their soon-to-be little bundles of joy. I can promise you that you will want to pack SO MUCH MORE than is on this list: don’t. You won’t ever take a hair dryer out of your suitcase but you (or your adoring hubby) will still have to drag it out of the hospital eventually. The hospital will have EVERYTHING that baby NEEDS while in the hospital- diapers, wipes, swaddle blankets, etc. The only things you need to bring for baby will be comfort items you have picked out for them. For Momma: Cute headbands– The only way I kept myself sane waiting for my children to make their grand entrances was by messing with my hair. I had planned inductions but I still truly believed that my water would spontaneously break and I would be rushed to the hospital, making it without a second to spare. Because of this, I spent most of the last month of my pregnancy curling my hair. I DID NOT want to be on day 3 of a blowout when I went into labor (#firstworldproblems). Anyway, even if you haven’t had time to do your hair, a cute and comfortable elastic headband will take your mind off your hair and back onto the baby about to make you a momma! Headband 1 Headband 2 Makeup– Generally, labor is…

Postpartum Pads

For all you expectant mommas out there: I know how you feel, you’ve either spent every second since learning you were pregnant  feverishly Googling “ring of fire” or  vehemently avoiding all thoughts about the labor and delivery process. I, of course, spent approximately 37 weeks completely obsessing over pushing a beautiful little baby out of my hoo-ha. After extensive research, I asked my wonderful, gracious OB things like: Me: “How will this work exactly?”   Her: “You will go into labor and less than 24 hours later you will have a baby” Me: “Can you guarantee me that I won’t tear?” Her: “Absolutely not” “Can we just schedule a c-section and be done with it?” Her: “Absolutely not” “How many kegals should I be doing per hour to be sure that I don’t tear?” Her: “Just whenever you think about it the last month or so of pregnancy” “Should I use insert Evening Primrose Oil into my vagina to ‘ripen’ my cervix?” Her: “Please, please do not insert any foreign objects for any reason”   So basically, she gave me nothing. She refused my request for general anesthesia and instead recommended making what she called postpartum pads. Against her better judgement, she sent me back to google to find the perfect recipe. She promised that in the unlikely event that I did tear during labor (I did, by the way, she’s a liar) these (along with copious amounts of pain medicine) would make me more comfortable. SHE WAS RIGHT. I…

Realistic Postpartum Body Expectations

Postpartum Expectations

When I got pregnant the first time I immediately took to the internet to learn all about what the next 9 months had in store for me. I learned about breastfeeding and bottle feeding, sleep training and co-sleeping. I even learned that I needed to make these really neat (and totally life-saving) post-partum pads. What I didn’t learn was that my entire body would be COMPLETELY different after having babies. I knew the normal stuff- that I would probably get stretch marks and gain some weight- but what actually happened after pushing out these two beautiful terrorists still has me a bit confused. I feel the need to state here that I don’t, in fact, hate my body. I’m totally aware of how beautiful and powerful childbirth is and I’m also in no way body shaming myself, or others. I’m simply talking about all the changes to my physical body that no one- including my ever trusted Pinterest bloggers- bothered mentioning. I also feel the need to tell you that if you are someone who went home from the hospital in her pre-pregnancy jeans and have never experienced any of the things I’m about to talk about, I’m going to need you to exit this post without leaving a comment and go eat a pizza alone and in silence. I don’t want to know that unicorns like you exist. My belly button will literally never- without surgical intervention- be the same. I used to have the CUTEST belly button. It…