Breastfeeding

Nov 29, 2010
My breasts pre-pregnancy were tiny.  Some women have freckles with more cleavage, honestly.  If you don’t believe me, think about this: my knockers were so small that Victoria’s Secret stopped carrying bras that size.  Seriously. I found out that little gem →MORE...

Nov 11, 2010
Today is a much-needed lazy day in the Christensen home.  Breakfast today is avocado mixed with quinoa and some radishes on the side.  We are spending the morning gardening.  This means that I will pull weeds and my child will pull →MORE...

The oft-forgotten truth about motherhood is that it is constantly changing.  My daughter is fifteen months old and, if I do say so myself, I am a MASTER of this early toddler phase.  Master.  I would call myself a toddler ninja, →MORE...

Oct 04, 2010
When my daughter was freshly born, new and red and wrinkled with ridges on her skull, I felt as though breastfeeding swallowed me whole.  I did not so much consider myself a mother as I did a breastfeeder.  If my baby →MORE...

Donald and I want another baby. It’s a fierce desire, this longing for another child.  We look at our family of three at the dinner table and feel that someone is missing.  We see our daughter totter about independently and want →MORE...