Thursday, March 2, 2017

Postpartum Towne: Anxiety & Depression Ville: Population: Me.

I've been actively fighting the strong urge to openly express some vulnerability lately, and a funny thing keeps happening. Every time I do it, I am met with a warmth, compassion and extremely gratifying chorus of "me too!" or "you're my hero." Mostly from other new or newish moms, but not exclusively. So, I'm going to word vomit some major rawness here and see if I can't scratch the itch, because it's just how I'm wired.

I've struggled with anxiety my entire life. If you don't know that about me, maybe I'm a better actress than I give myself credit for... It's a funny thing about being a performance-craving-teacher and an extreme introvert at the same time. I'm really great at presenting this dynamic autopilot version of myself who has it all together. Then again, I guess most people have that skill as well... it's just really exhausting lately, and I can't do it anymore.

I wish this could be one of those "here's how I got through it all" posts, but I'm so completely in it right now. I'm doing all the right things though--I'm seeing the expensive therapist, I'm exercising regularly, I'm taking time for self care, I'm eating those leafy greens, taking that magnesium supplement every night, making my art, staying busy, leaning on friends and family as much as I can without dragging them down... and yet, here I am. Record-high anxiety, a bit of OCD I'm only recently being honest with myself about, and your textbook postpartum depression symptoms (which I'm realizing includes the OCD and crazy high anxiety).

I'm not taking medication, because I know I can get through this if I stay the course. The only thing I haven't done is be openly honest about it and maybe that's part of why I'm drowning in it. I'm usually all about the real talk, but it's just never gone this deep for me, I guess. And maybe drowning is hyperbolic, but certainly staying afloat has never been this hard for me. I've got this greasy basketball for a life raft--that's a better analogy. I'm doing it. I'm highly functioning, productive and convincing (?)...It's just taking a shit-ton of effort and instagram filters, you guys.

This time is hard. Keeping tiny humans alive takes a lot of work on not enough sleep. Stay-at-home-mom life is not for everyone, and I do not thrive on it. I work part-time and fill my schedule with as much as I possibly can, and employ babysitters and lunches with friends, etc. etc, but these days where I'm home in my pj's during naptime and there are a million things I should be doing, but I'm paralyzed with the need to stare into space (or the internet...same thing)...and the day stretches out before me like a dang desert. I find joy and peace in my children's laughter, but it doesn't flip my switch. I'm still just a floundering mess inside these days. The self-care breaks are great, but I'm right back where I started not long after. The grass seems so much greener on the other side of my fence. Like a 9-5 job to occupy my brain all day would be heavenly, but all this "free time" I have is all I ever used to want... I reveled in my breastfeeding relationship with Elliot, yet I'm yearning for Jack to turn one, so I can wean him and see if this is all just a funhouse mirror fueled by hormones. I just want to be able to turn up the music in the car and dance like a maniac at red lights again. I think that's how I'll know I'm myself again. All this energy to seem okay to others results in a lot of vacant staring when I'm alone.

I don't know what I want anyone reading this to say other than "me too" either. I appreciate words of "here's how I got through it all" for sure as well. I've been hearing some good ones from some lovely friends lately, and maybe I'm just craving more. "It's okay," "this is normal" and "Girrrrrl, let's make a lunch date" are real nice, too. Fake sympathy and support from a place of judgment aren't fun and super transparent though, and I know I'm risking sharing this with people who don't get it or don't really care about me in their hearts, but whatever. I can alway just talk about my periodic need for attention via bouts of superfluous honesty with my therapist next week.

                                         



Friday, July 25, 2014

Elliot Sabine: 1 Year Old.

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Elliot at 1 Year:

3 teeth with a 4th on the way
Sleep: next to eating & terrorizing the world, it's the favorite activity*
(*except for that 2nd nap, that is for the birds)
Tentative first steps gave way to full on room-to-room walking just 2 days before 1st Birthday!
Exploding Vocabulary now includes: "Mama" "Dada" "Pawpaw" "Hi, kitty, kitty" "Lola" "Hello" "Ball" "Thank You" "Night, Night" "Mum-Mum" (for food--all food is "Mum-Mum") "Ooooh" "Boo!" (except it comes out as "Da!", but she does it while playing peekaboo, so we know what she means) &"Bye-Bye"

Likes: Belgian waffles, Dutch grass, British towers, six-armed demons, bath art, sunglasses, hats, pretty much all accessories that also make great toys, polka-dotted dresses & birthday cakes, wearing her sleep sack over her head and stumbling around the house saying "daaaaaa" or "ooooooh" like a drunken ghost, carrying my pencil bag around like a purse all the time, chasing Miette around the house saying "hi, kitty kitty" over and over again in the most adorable-excited tone, talking to herself (or ghosts!) in the middle of the night or in the morning or after naps, pretending to talk on the phone, pretending to read to herself, eating ice & setting a world record for the most even-tempered baby on a whirlwind vacation.

Dislikes: 2nd naps & getting car sick. :(

Traveling Light With Baby

Alright, folks. This is an informational post where I will get up on my "check out how light I packed for my trip to Europe with my nearly one year old" high horse, and deign to share my expert advice with you, because I am a genius. Get out your pen and paper. Are you ready for this? Cool.

Step 1: Be obsessive about list making. 

I made at least 5 long ass lists of toiletry items, essential things and outfit plans (yes, outfit plans...for both me & my daughter) and made countless TO DO lists along the way. By the end of it, I was way more realistic about all of those impulsive things (more clothes & shoes!) I wanted to throw in my bag and less likely to do so. If it wasn't on the list, I had to convince the rational side of me that made the list why it should go in the bag. I can be very convincing, but also stalwart-y too, so that helps me stand my ground against myself. This is completely normal behavior by the way.

Step 2: Get on board the teensy tiny things train.

You are a contestant in the "how many things can you fit in that crappy 3-1-1 bag" game and you can win. Observe all of the tiny things in the following photo. That is my make up bag on the left. The clear bag in the middle contains mostly bathroom essentials. The bag on the right has laundry soap, baby soap, hand sanitizer, baby lotion, sunscreen, etc. Pictured beneath, some extra but needed items I had spare room to pack in my clear bags--fancy perfume in a travel size bottle, baby sunscreen & Neosporin. 

Here's the thing. We all know about those aisles at the grocery store & Target, etc. where they sell travel size toiletries, but what if you are a grown up who doesn't want to use the crappy brand of face wash & moisturizer they sell in tiny size there? First of all, get some of these, nalgene travel size containers. You can put your preferred brands of various lotions & potions in these bottles & the lids stay on super tight & won't leak like these things are want to do. Also, protip: make a trip to Sally's Beauty Store or a similar place for some tiny bottles of your favorite fancy shampoo or hair products. Then, get yourself to an Origins or similar facial care establishment. Origins does this beautiful thing where they give you tons of free samples of so many of their magic creams & things for your skins. They are like drug dealers--they know you will be back for more, so the first taste is always free! I always buy at least one thing, so I don't feel like a freeloader though. These face wash & moisturizer samples are just enough to get you through about a week or even a week and a half of your vacation if you ration them. But the best part is--all of the space you save in your suitcase! You can also get tiny samples of fancy perfume when you buy said fancy perfume, and sometimes you get those free gifts with purchase like a travel size spray bottle. In the photo above is a travel size Flora by Gucci spray bottle I've held onto for years and only use while traveling! Yay.


Here's another thing: space saver items are everywhere if you are willing to make some sacrifices. Like this wallet I found at Target that is just big enough to hold a few credit cards, ID & maaaaybe a few bucks, but not really... BUT it can hold your phone too & that's pretty nifty. I used my phone to take the photo, but it goes in that clear part there on the side with the velcro strap. You can even still press buttons and stuff through the clear plastic. So fun, right? I know.


Moving on...

Step 3: Your New Mantra: "You don't need that."

And more importantly, your baby doesn't need that! What is that exactly... you know: toys, more toys, books, stuffed animals, an empty purse filled with false idols and talismans. So unnecessary. We all know you have the text of Goodnight Moon memorized anyway. Just recite it while flipping through an in-flight magazine, okay? That water bottle you bought near the gate to your big jet plane is way more fun to play with than those stinky toys anyway. So is your iphone if you're desperate. Keys are always a crowd-pleaser. How about pointing out the window and talking about stuff. That is fun, too. I'll tell you what one item my daughter absolutely could NOT live without on our recent 8 day stint to 4 cities in Europe & that was her favorite lovey--this Aden & Anais sleep sack. No meltdown is a match for that thing in her hand while sucking her thumb and snuggling against my chest. Much soothing. So grateful. Also, I did bring that sock monkey you see pictured with said lovey/sleep sack, but she really could have done without it. 




Speaking of things you & your baby don't need...how about a giant diaper bag full of who knows what? Check this out. That super cute stripe-y cross-body bag you see below IS a diaper bag. I know, right. You can buy one here. This thing is the best thing since sliced bread in my opinion. It is stylish & cute, large enough to hold a few diapers, diapering accoutrements (cream, powder, hand wipes/sanitizer) & comes with a changing pad & wipes holder. And there is a large zipper pocket with enough room for your wallet, keys, lip gloss, etc. Although, while in transit in airports, etc., I had the whole thing rolled up teeny tiny with a rubber band in my suitcase, and I just used it for daily walking around while sight-seeing on vacation.


I know what you're thinking? What about the giant bag full of snacks & various sized towels and things you will be needing on the plane? I got you covered.... Behold the most giant purse ever. Er, I mean, boarding bag. I love this thing. I searched & searched online until I settled on this one before our last trip. Then, I hemmed & hawed over it before I finally bought it. I like that it has a cross-body strap that is padded AND it zips up completely (not all of these bags do that, don't ask me why not!). Also, it stays nice and stiff and you can put sooo much stuff in it. And it has a compartment for your laptop! Basically, I carried this most of our vacation along with my daughter in our Ergo carrier. My husband had a tiny backpack, and we all shared ONE, that's right, just one little carry on suitcase. No checked bags. No stroller. Nada bullshit. So much liberation. 

About strollers: I know what you're thinking--I need the stroller! (see Step 3: you don't.) Then again, maybe you do. I dunno. My daughter had not quite started walking yet just before our trip last month. And when she gets too big for the basic Ergo carrier I carried her all the way around the world and back again in, but doesn't have the stamina to walk through airports, etc. I might feel I need the freakin' stroller on trips too. I really debated about getting an umbrella stroller for a while before traveling, and then didn't. Although, I will say that I saw an awful lot of EMPTY strollers being pushed around by parents while the tiny boss of them walked along side them with legs that worked and everything. Just saying. 

Oh, and while staying in lovely airbnb rentals on vacation, I communicated ahead of time with our baby-accommodating hosts and secured the use of of a borrowed stroller for sight-seeing. However, getting on and off subways, trains and buses proved much easier with Elliot in the Ergo all around. 

In closing, packing light is not for everybody. I used to take soooo much crap with me on vacations it was embarrassing really. The first time I decided not to check a bag for a week long trip to Seattle a few years ago, I was amazed at the fact that even with the few clothing & shoe options I brought, I STILL had things I didn't wear in my suitcase. The next trip, it got easier and easier to bring less and less. My swan song was 3 weeks in Europe with a carry on and giant purse only and now doing it again with a baby is just another notch in my traveling light belt. Resigning yourself to limited shoe and clothing options is super hard, I know, but the more you do it, the more opportunity you have to buy fun souvenirs and pass up those suckers at baggage claim! Not to mention, you are probably traveling to a civilized place anyway, and vacations are supposed to be adventures, so not having all of the ridiculous luxuries of home is sometimes what it's all about. And you can have a lot of luxury in some tiny packaging if you plan ahead like a maniac. The end. 


Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Elliot Sabine: 11 Months Old


Elliot at 11 Months:

Still with the two teeth.
Back to 12 hour sleeping marathons at night AND one giant nap most days instead of two. Woot.
Food is the bomb. So is drinking out of a straw.
Standing solo forever & even taking a few steps when she feels like it. Oh, and dancing. All. the. time.
Talking is happening, for real, you guys...
Words & (phrases!) include: "Mama" "Dada" "Hi, kitty, kitty!" "Hi, Lola" "Hey" and possibly "Wawa" (for water) "Okay" "Auntie" & B. swears "Squirrel" 

Likes: dancing, humming, drumming, being chased around while squealing with delight, playing the "I've got my sleep sack!" game (where she sees her sleep sack across the room, grabs it, squeals, sucks her thumb and then pretends to sleep on the floor or run away and play "keep away" with it), swinging on her new backyard tree swing (thanks, Grandpa Curtis!), throwing food & utensils on the floor at mealtimes & otherwise being generally loving & sweet & dear all the time.

Dislikes: still not a fan of baby prison, fevers & toys designed to be toys for babies, but honestly, this girl is so good natured I'm running out of funny stuff to say she doesn't like... <3

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Elliot Sabine: 10 Months Old




Elliot at 10 Months:

TWO TEETH.
Sleep is fun, but I guess so is 5 am snuggle time again, right? Sigh.
Eating what the grown ups are eating & even holding a cup like a big kid sometimes.
Standing without the support of furniture like it's no big deal for up to 30-40 seconds, but still not a pedestrian just yet!
Words we are fairly certain she is communicating on purpose: "heeeeey & hi!" =definite... "mama, dada & kiki (for kitty, kitty)!" = debatable.

Likes: dancing, drumming on her pots & bowls drum kit...it's a 4 piece, drummer face, being read to, turning book pages with such authority, kissing on the lips (without slobber sometimes even!), kissing her favorite stuffed bear (Barnsie, a Barnes & Noble collectible bear, of course!), kissing the moon in one of her storybooks (every time...the cute is unbearable), pointing on purpose, tongue-twisting babble like a bird, shopping, dining on outdoor patios, scaling rock walls, afternoon picnics in the grass, waving at everyone, playing with any big kids who will give her the time of day, the backward rag doll flop & easter baskets.

Dislikes: fevers, thermometers & medicine. (ain't nobody got time for that.)

Monday, March 31, 2014

Elliot Sabine: 9 Months Old



Elliot at 9 Months:

One Tooth McGee!
Sleeping like it's her job
Eating Machine: Oh, by the way, all this stuff on the ground...that's for eating too, right?
Matrix-like standing without the support of furniture for up to 3 seconds: Check!
Waving "Hi" while saying "Heeeey!" to everything. This counts as talking, yes?

Likes: Grass, (as seen above, Elliot has overcome her irrational fear of grass & now enjoys not only sitting in it, but crawling across it & attempting to shove fistfuls of it in her face when she thinks her mother is not watching), nonsensical sign language, animals that do not run away from her, her little big cousin, Miles, tilting her head to the side and laying her head down in order to get a chorus of "awwww..." from everyone watching, posing for selfies (it's true, this kid totally gets the flipped camera function already), danger, book hoarding, door stoppers, going on the swings & her trusty taxidermy fox butler. 

Dislikes: Moms who be all like "what is that in your mouth?!", not being able to reach stuff, not being able to destroy things/harm self, not being held when destroying things/harming self is being prohibited (i.e. being put in a safe zone/baby prison) & broccoli.

Monday, March 10, 2014

Elliot Sabine: 8 Months Old



Okay, so Elliot is actually 8.5 months old now. And I totally failed to make an official 8 Months Old photo this month. I did, however, take some fun photobooth pics of myself & my little baby bear cub on our respective 32 years & 8 months birthday last month. So, here you have it. I'll try to be true to where this girl was in her development 2 weeks ago below...even though she totally has a tooth & a matrix-like-hovering-without-holding-onto-furniture standing move now!
Elliot at 8 Months:

Gummy McGummerston: still a toothless McGee
Sleeping the sleep of ages
Eating all of the things thanks to Baby Led Weaning (which basically just means we give her soft/cooked finger foods instead of baby food/purees & she feeds herself...she's so independent!)
Standing flat footed like a boss
Babble...lon 5. See what I did there?

Likes: POINTING...and when she points, her dad likes to say "you're the man now dog" (which is apparently a whole internet meme thing Mom should have known about), clinging like a monkey, sloppy kissing & snuggling all the time (& it's still the best), wearing scarves & winning at life, gently petting Miette (yay!), books, throwing things meant for her mouth on the ground, pointing at books, turning the pages of books, playing peekaboo herself, smiling at books, this girl likes books, you guys... taking selfies, sleeping, climbing, antiquing & screeching like a banshee out of nowhere. 

Dislikes: Parsnips, but who eats those anyway?, being ignored, safely playing with baby toys in an area that does not pose a threat for bodily harm, keeping food stains off of her clothes & relaxing quietly in moments of pensive reflection.