*** This post is part of a blog carnival hosted by The Leaky Boob in celebration of World Breastfeeding Week.  We all know that I’m a total lactation freak, right?  THAT SAID, I also want to direct you to this recent →MORE...

When I was five or six months pregnant, I read a book about the physical development of infants.  An entire book.  There were two chapters on hip dysplasia and pelvic development alone.  And one of those chapters really honed in on →MORE...

When I first started this blog, I talked about poop with alarming frequency.  My entire pregnancy was an exercise in constipation and although I thoroughly enjoyed my role as Incubator Extraordinaire, I did not particularly appreciate my role as Non-Pooper.  But →MORE...

When Charlotte was born, I felt as though my entire world flipped upside down.  There were entire days spent in tears because my nipples hurt and my head ached and my stitches burned.  One day, I showered four times because I →MORE...

Last weekend, the three of us went to a wedding.  It was a beautiful wedding, filled with all sorts of wedding-y things like pretty dresses and lovely flowers and the company of old friends.  And after the wedding ended, the three →MORE...