Mexican Domestic Goddess

7 Quick Takes: The Postpartum Edition

Jacqui Skemp4 Comments

While I can't blame all the blog silence on my two crazy toddlers and newborn baby (I mean, new house, new routines, giant pregnant belly and prodromal labor) they have been a bit time and brain space consuming. But here's to jumping back in with some Quick Takes: The Postpartum Edition, inspired by the ever cool Blythe's post about how to do it like a boss

1. A robe - I've lived in this one from Target. I kept it in my hospital bag, so the first time I used it was after that glorious postpartum shower. You know the one I'm talking about. There's something about staying in a robe all day for days that makes you just slow down, which is exactly what needs to happen when you're healing and recovering after giving birth. 

2. This little spray bottle - handy dandy! If you've had a baby you know what I'm talking about, and if you're going to have a baby, do yourself a favor and get one. They one they give you in the hospital is fine, but this one is just designed better. Plus, all my nurses were super impressed with it. Oh, and while you're at it, get this New Mama Bottom Spray

3. Cuarentena - I know, what? It's the term for the Mexican tradition of resting for forty days postpartum. I've never done it for that long, and honestly, of my three births this is the most I've rested postpartum. The tradition involves the new mama carrying for only her baby while her family takes care of her and her home. No stairs. No extensive walking. No standing for long periods of time. Food and drink restrictions. So many things.

 I recently read an article about the Chinese tradition of "sitting the month" that sounds pretty similar. All of my midwives, and doulas have emphasized this wisdom. I know not everyone has the luxury of doing this, and I realize how fortunate I am. My parents have been able to spend the first few weeks of our babies lives taking care of us. They cook and clean, play with the older kids, bounce the baby so I can nap or shower. It's amazing and a huge blessing. Thank you, mom and dad! 

4. Sitz Baths- I've been fortunate in that each of my deliveries has been easier on my body than the last, postpartum anyway. With my first two boys we didn't have a bath tub, I took advantage of the hospital tubs. After my second delivery, I got this fancy thing. But this time around we had a deep, deep tub. Let the angels sing. So I tried to take at least two soaks a day. My amazing midwife gave me a bag of herbs to hang under the running water (she's amazing, right). Nell's sister makes and sells some here, if you're interested in stocking up before you have your bebe. 

5. TV Shows - this is the real highlight of postpartum time, right? jk jk, I love you, baby. But I've done plenty of binge watching, because I spend about 90% of my time nursing a baby, or trapped under a sleeping baby. So what have I been watching? 

-Nashville: I've never seen it before so I've got a whopping 5 seasons to plow through. It's light watching, with a healthy dose of drama. 

-Westworld: It's pretty graphic, but so fascinating! I finished that one in a few days. I had to mute it at times because the sounds, oh the sounds. 

-Detectorists- thanks to my friend Annie for this recommendation. I've been watching this one with Ian in the evenings, so I can't exactly binge watch it. 

-A sprinkling of 30 Rock and Parks and Rec to lighten things up

6. This Ikea Cart: GET IT. I've got diapers and newborn clothes on the bottom two racks, and then on the top one I keep my water bottle, meds, chargers, hand lotion, chapstick, etc. It's perfect because you can roll it right up to your bedside. Also, get your brother to build it. 

7. And the best part of postpartum: 

Head over to Kelly's for more Quick Takes 

Glory Story: a follow up

Jacqui Skemp3 Comments

Life has been a little busy, but when isn't it, amiright? I apologize in advance for the lack of photos in this post, but hopefully I can get a few soon! 

Almost three months ago I shared an update about our housing situation which you can read about here. Now it's time to share a story. 

Midsummer, while on vacation with family in Mexico, we got an email from our landlord that our neighbor with whom we shared a wall was complaining about frequent noise from our boys. I sat in the dark with Ian and cried. It was just a matter of time, again. How long could we live next to someone who couldn't tolerate the noise from two normal, healthy boys? We decided to take the necessary steps to sound proof as much as we could, and our landlord decided to have insulation blown into the shared wall to help with the transfer of noise. I started looking at rentals again, but what I didn't know was that Ian had started to think about buying. While buying was part of our long term plan, I thought we would have more time before starting that search. We decided to take a first time home buyers class just to start preparing ourselves for that prospect. 

It was scary and anxiety inducing for me. Aside from the responsibility of home buying, I had gotten used to renting. I actually have no problem with renting long term, so the idea of being tied down to one place was hard to wrap my head around.

The week after we dropped a small fortune on rugs to muffle the sound in the whole apartment, we got notice from our landlord that our lease would not be renewed. While we were given plenty of time to plan, it was not what we were hoping for, especially with another baby on the way. And after moving with a newborn (Archie was four weeks old when we moved) I was not looking forward to doing that again in the spring. We had talked about reaching out to a particular realtor, and she ended up reaching out to me first.  So we met with her, looked at a few houses, and before we knew it we saw this little old house in a part of town neither of us were familiar with. It wasn't the style of home I was interested in, but when I looked at the listing, something in me just knew... this was it. 

Before we had even taken our first home buyers class, we had already seen the 1920's house, and we were preparing to put an offer on it. Not even a week after seeing it our offer was accepted within a few hours. The inspection and appraisal went through with no problem, and we were on our way to being home owners. 

With the help of lots of friends and family, we packed up our life again. The day before Thanksgiving we closed on the house, got our keys, and scrubbed the place down (it's better when it's your own dirty, ya know?). Two days later the moving truck arrived, and we've been unpacking boxes for the last week. 

It still doesn't seem real to me. We haven't been in the same place for more than a couple of years in our marriage. But, as our friends toasted to on our first night in the new place, here's to no moves for at least the next decade. Cheers. 

It was a point of confusion for some, but no, we did not sell our first born. 

It was a point of confusion for some, but no, we did not sell our first born.