By Sarah Fader On Saturday morning, I knew I’d had enough. I’d been having contractions all week long that led to nowhere. I’d been in constant pain, and sometimes for 6-8 hours at a time. So I called my midwife. I told her I couldn’t do it anymore. She said she totally understood, and that…
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I’m In Labor?
By Sarah Fader On January 17th, Martin Luther King Jr. Day, I was sitting on the couch trying to relax. I closed my eyes and listened to “Screaming Infidelities” by Dashboard Confessional. All of a sudden I felt a warm gush of fluid fall out of me. As is my tradition, I immediately removed my…
The Baby is Coming in Two Hours
By Sarah Fader I was having contractions last night, and (just for fun) I asked Ari: “Ari, is the baby coming now?” He replied: “No. In two hours.” This alarmed me so much that even though I’ve been on a good streak with regard to getting Ari to bed at a reasonable hour, I was…
Yes, I’m Ingesting My Placenta
By Sarah Fader I was talking with my midwife recently about my fear of getting Postpartum Depression. I’ve been so depressed this pregnancy, that I am legitimately concerned about hitting a major low after giving birth. I would like to avoid taking anti-depressants, if possible, and breastfeed for a year, like I did with Ari….
Know Thy Enemy
By Sarah Fader I’ve often heard people equate two-year-olds to adolescents, and now I’m starting to understand what they mean. Much like a teenager, Ari has pronounced likes and dislikes. For example, he has decided that he hates jeans. This becomes a major battle when we are attempting to get dressed and leave the house….
I Have An Insomniac 2 1/2 Year old
By Sarah Fader I’ve dreaded writing this, because if the words come out they make it real, but I can’t take it anymore, I have to let it out. My child is an insomniac. There have been several nights that he’s been up until midnight and slightly beyond. Now, before you judge me, hear me…
Why?
By Sarah Fader “Ari, don’t put clay on your chalkboard.” “Why?” “Because it doesn’t belong there.” “Why?” “Because you play with clay at the table, not on the chalkboard.” “Why?” “Please stop asking ‘why?’ I don’t have another answer.” “Why?” “Grrrr!” Anyone else experiencing this? Sarah Fader records anecdotes from her daily life at at…
I’m a Drill Sergeant …I Mean a Mom!
By Sarah Fader I had a realization today. Ari is getting away with a lot. There are several reasons for this: 1. I’m 8 1/2 months pregnant and too tired to fight with him 2. Two-year-olds are inherently exhausting creatures 3. Being a mom takes discipline and I just want to take a big old…
PTUSTS (Post-Traumatic Ultrasound Technician Syndrome)
By Sarah Fader Today was my 32 week ultrasound. Mint came with me to the appointment and witnessed firsthand that my baby girl is currently measuring 4lbs, stuck her tongue out, and literally put her foot in her mouth multiple times. Clearly she is genetically related to me. At the end of the ultrasound, Mint…
Mom Guilt: Share Your Stories
By Sarah Fader Yesterday my nine year old niece, Francesca, (or as Ari calls her “Ches-ca”) came over for a play date. Ari and Ches-ca were painting, Wil and my mom were watching them create their collaborative work of art, and I was cooking chili in the kitchen. All of a sudden Wil called across…