Hello, let me introduce myself first..
For the first 30 years of my life, everything was smooth and worry-free. I was my parents’ most beloved child, found my true love in college, and happily married him after graduation.
At work, I was my boss’s most valued employee. Whenever I was in charge of a project, colleagues would inevitably say, “Oh, then I’m totally at ease.” I was constantly named “Employee of the Year,” with generous bonuses every year.
Later, I started my own business. Within just three months, I had broken into the market and started making money. By the fifth month, I was earning twice my previous salary. Growth was steady month after month. Right when the business needed more hands, I serendipitously met an amazing partner, and the company reached a whole new level.
Really, it seemed like at every step, whatever I needed, a pair of hands would always place it right in front of me, just in time.
My Two Girls: Ellie & Mia
Meet Ellie, My Firstborn
In 2020, my husband and I decided to have a child. After trying for over a year, we finally got the news in 2021 that a little one was on the way. In 2022, we welcomed our first child, Ellie. She made me a mother.
She is utterly adorable—big eyes, rosy skin, chubby little hands. Every time I look at her, I can’t help but give her a kiss. She is pure joy, and I love her more each day.
But as a first-time mom, I faced unprecedented difficulties. The postpartum tearing wouldn’t heal, and the pain was excruciating. Clogged milk ducts made my breasts hard as rocks. The severe sleep deprivation… And what was even more crushing was that, with zero parenting experience, I was clueless when faced with her unexplained wailing, night terrors, refusal to nurse, constipation, diarrhea, fevers… I desperately searched online, longing for one accurate, truly useful answer!
It was during this time that I thought, once I make it through this “dark” path, I must leave a light on for other new moms.
And Then Came Mia
Ellie had just turned one when I got pregnant again. In 2024, we welcomed our second daughter, Mia.
Completely different from Ellie, Mia is a great eater and sleeper. Although she had her fussy moments in the first two months, starting almost from month three, she became super easygoing. She feeds on schedule, gradually sleeps through the night, loves her solid foods, and adapted quickly when I had to stop breastfeeding due to mastitis.
This made me realize just how vastly different babies can be! It made me even more determined to write about my experiences.
Why I Had to Start This Blog
The Catalyst: A Life Pivoted
After Mia was born, my business also began to decline sharply. I had no choice but to close it and become a full-time mom. My work no longer involves Excel and Word, but instead revolves around changing diapers, washing bottles, making baby food, and managing household chores…
This has been a monumental challenge for me. All my past achievements seem irrelevant now. Managing two young children has brought me a sense of frustration I’ve never known before.
The Daily Reality
They are always fighting over things. When one is in my arms, the other immediately demands to be held too. When I try to cook, Ellie wants me to read her a book. When I attempt to load the washing machine, Mia has a diaper blowout, and I must drop everything to change her…
By the time I finish all that, I see the cup of hot coffee on the table has gone cold again. And it’s not until evening that I remember, “Oh my goodness, the clothes are still in the hamper, unwashed!”
Of course, being a mom is filled with happiness, but that doesn’t negate how hard it is.
My Promise to You
Because I’ve walked this path myself, I won’t just tell you how joyful motherhood is, like many websites do. I want to share my real, unfiltered experiences so every new mom can find a “companion” here.
I want to tell you: you are not alone. What you’re going through, I’ve been there too. Your breakdowns, your helplessness, your moments of losing control—I’ve had them all. You don’t need to feel guilty. This is just a small, necessary stretch of the journey for every mom.
My Hope for This Space
I really want to share my parenting experiences—not just the warm, glowing moments, but to honestly document the pitfalls I’ve stumbled into, the tears I’ve shed, and the “survival wisdom” I’ve scraped together in utter exhaustion.
The Goal: A Mom’s Toolkit
I hope this blog becomes a “mom’s toolkit,” filled not with vague theories, but with:
- Practical Tips: Like how to quickly figure out why a baby is crying, tried-and-true methods for dealing with clogged ducts, or how to efficiently manage the daily grind with twins (or two under two) solo.
- Pitfall Avoidance Guides: Sharing the baby products I regret buying the most, and those “game-changer” parenting hacks. Letting you know which parenting anxieties you can let go of, and which principles are worth holding onto.
- A Community for Moms: I hope my stories connect me with more moms like you. We can cheer each other on in the comments, share our own tricks, turning the storms we face alone into a journey we walk together.
The Bigger Vision
My previous career taught me to analyze data, solve problems, and optimize processes. Now, I’m applying all those skills to this new “position” of Mom. I want to prove that a mom’s value is absolutely not confined to the home. The mindset, resilience, and creativity we built in our careers can shine just as brightly—perhaps even brighter—in this more complex, long-term “project” of raising humans, and can even be transformed into a force that helps others.
My hope is simple: that every mom who opens this blog can let out a sigh of relief and say, “So it’s not just me.” Then, she can find a bit of practical info, a dose of comforting solidarity, and return to her sweet, chaotic mom-life with a little more confidence and a little less weight on her shoulders.
This road? Let’s walk it together.
Re: So FFFC...
Last night, after all of the talk of jiggly asses, I decided to try to see what my ass looks like when I walk.
I took the full length mirror off of the closet and leaned it against the door to the room (so I would have some room to walk), took my pants off and looked over my shoulder to see how much my ass jiggles as I walk.
All was going swimmingly until I had the misfortune of steping on one of DD's bristle blocks (not as painful as stepping on a lego, but still hurts). That made me lose my balance and I fell. I broke the fall with my forearm/ elbow and now I have a carpet burn and a bruise on my arm.
The confession is that since I didn't really get a good enough read on how jiggly my ass is, I plan to re-do the experiment in the hallway tonight where there is less chance of me hurting myself and more room to walk.
BFP 1- EDD 2/09/11 Missed MC DX @11 weeks D&C- 7/25/10 BFP 2- EDD 12/22/11 Natural MC @ 5w 2d BFP 3- EDD 1/25/12 DD Josephine born 1/16/12
I'm babysitting my sister's kids overnight tomorrow night so that her & her husband can have a date night/night off. I am pretty much their only option for any kind of overnight care, & I usually don't mind, but she has 4 kids, I have 3 plus 30 weeks pregnant. I'm just not feeling it. Does it make me an absolutely horrible sister/aunt to sorta kinda wish that one of her kids will start random puking/fever so that their date night is canceled?
It does, doesn't it? Kinda feel bad even typing it.....
Also I really want to bring back OOTD threads now that I can wear cute outfits to work instead of suits and hose.
I'm dying. That's exactly what I did last night!
BFP 1- EDD 2/09/11 Missed MC DX @11 weeks D&C- 7/25/10 BFP 2- EDD 12/22/11 Natural MC @ 5w 2d BFP 3- EDD 1/25/12 DD Josephine born 1/16/12
I looked at local meet up groups yesterday and the 2 next get togethers were at a senior center and a colonics center. I think I'll pass on the colonics.
I will sometimes use TP to blow my nose, and I'll fold it and then re-blow and then wash my hands afterwards. Or sometimes I will tear a tissue in half and leave the unused half in the tissue box for later.
Ha. Believe me, I don't blame you for the paranoia.
I am friends with a few people outside FB and have been prior my gbcb. So, obviously, the return has been discussed and verified elsewhere. If that makes sense.
This goes for pretty much all the other old posters/new screennames.
I'll half-seriously agree to the quickie, and we'll probably go for it like teenagers.
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I can't believe one person could do all that.
At first, it was just kind of mesmerizing to watch it all.
Seeing the fall-out (all the old regs coming back) and the complete 180 of how you guys felt about her made it more real. Like, this really happened and people have been hurt.
just wanted to say that the majority of people on here would not even think to do anything like this. At least, I think and hope. It's just so far outside the norm and I hope that everyone will be able to heal and this will fade away and be just a memory with no more impact in your lives.
I realized that when she was nursing, it was just because she was tired. It worked just the same to sit and rock her to give her the comfort she needed.
And she was about to turn 3 so...
I was in the midst of it, it seems, and still can't figure it out.
And I read vary good.
I think you're awesome and would gtg with you or FB you anytime. I was reorganizing my kitchen the other day and thinking to myself "wwmd?" (What would mbenny do?).
I did this and lasted first trimester only. I had this exact same reaction and felt horrible about it. It's a normal feeling I think. Google it. A lot of women feel that way.
I didn't want to remember feeling that way with her and more importantly she could tell I was hating it. So we stopped.
Pick up adventures in tandem nursing if you haven't or I can ship it to you.
I am just saying that I was internally asking all the same questions as I was trying to figure out what the hell was happening. Since I didn't see it go down, it took longer to process and connect dots.
I was all "but, what about this"...read some more, asked some people..."ohhh. I get it now"
Does that even make sense?
I would have been about 5 months pregnant when we weaned.
Everybody was like, "OMG, finally!!1!" and I was like, "Suck it! But not my boobs."
Unable to even.
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