I’m sure you know that reading to your older child is super important and has so many benefits for their developing brains.
But what about reading to your newborn baby?
Is it really necessary when they’re that little? Here are some incredible reasons why you should read to your newborn and how it impacts their development.
Currently expecting and hoping for a natural birth?
In search of some of the best tips and tricks to help you avoid interventions and make your dream delivery possible?
Natural birth has many benefits to both mom and baby.
Contrary of popular belief, I think babies don’t require an expensive things.
Wee don’t need a lot of care products for them or toys to entertain them.
One specific area that many families overbuy when waiting for their baby is (skin/hair) care products.
They’re mostly unnecessary.
No words can describe the feeling of having your baby in the NICU.
The neonatal intensive care unit is designed for your little one to get better and thrive no matter the reason that they are in the NICU.
And for many parents, that will be the first and only time they are in the NICU.
To write about my son William is extremely hard and emotional for me.
It is just such a sad story, there is no pot of gold at the end of this rainbow.
Just raw emotion and heart break. I want to write this though and put myself out there because the incidence of late term miscarriages, still birth & neonatal death is so prevalent but not spoken about and if you are one of the unlucky ones, it’s a very lonely and daunting experience.
Why I couldn’t go through with sleep training?
Growing up when sometimes we were grounded or had a fight with our friends or broke up with our boyfriend or girlfriend, we used to cry ourselves to sleep.
How many of those nights would you consider happy memories?
Our bodies are really quite amazing – they know what to do, how to do it, and most of the time do it perfectly.
As a Certified Nurse Midwife, I have this conversation regularly with parents-to-be. As a mom, I know that this is true…except when it isn’t.
My first pregnancy was uneventful. I had some morning sickness but loved being pregnant.
Giving birth the first time was terrifying, traumatic, messy and beautiful all at the same time.
I was totally unprepared for the episiotomy, gigantic, postpartum mommy diapers, hemorrhoids, sleep-deprivation and cracked and bleeding nipples. And the emotions, oh, my!
I felt like I was alone in my suffering, because it’s human nature to feel that way in the midst of such shocking and excruciating changes.
Hey new-to-be mama!
Your about ready to pop and feeling all the emotions about having a baby….trust me, I remember!
I also remember how frazzled I was about packing my hospital bag for labor and birth. I wanted to include IT ALL and with with my first son, I did just that. We had two, yes count them TWO bags with us during our whopping one-night all-inclusive stay at resort hospital.
People often compliment my premature son because they haven’t seen a 1-year-old so active.
I always smile, and with wholehearted joy, I explain that my son is actually 2 years-old. And then I say, out of habit, “He’s just small.”
But he’s not just small.
My son was born at 31 weeks of gestation after many complications with my pregnancy.