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TEXAS, USA: Having Twins: the Body Aftermath

I recently found out I’m pregnant…with twins. What was going to be our second child turned into #2 and #3. This is exciting, overwhelming, and terrifying, and yet part of it is me just being a tad self-centered.

How will I look after?

I’ve struggled with my body image as long as I can remember.

But honest to goodness, I remember looking in the mirror at 7 months with my daughter Bella, huge as I was, and feeling so confident about it all. The stretch marks (I got like 4 but don’t hate me – the hyperemesis I had made up for lack of them), the huge belly, the cave of a belly button (mine never popped. It just kinda stretched into a large hole…).

And this time around, it’s the same, but more. I’m having twins. So at 10 weeks I already have a noticeable Read more…

Washington, USA: My First Biopsy

October 18, 2011 23 comments

Several years ago while doing a monthly breast exam at home, I found a lump. This wasn’t exactly new to me, because ever since puberty, I pretty much have had benign lumps come and go.

As my doctor once told me, I’m “lumpy.” (What a morale boost for a young woman!).

So when I found this lump, I didn’t panic.

It was a week before my son’s 2nd birthday, and I had a lot of other things to take care of. I assumed I’d be in and out of my doctor’s office with the same “not a big deal” feedback I’ve always received. Read more…

CALIFORNIA, USA: I’m Not Prepared for a Picky Eater — Help!

September 26, 2011 13 comments

When my daughter was 9 months I stopped breastfeeding her. When she turned one year, we moved from formula to cow’s milk and almond milk. Up until today, we haven’t  had any problems with her “liking” milk.

About two weeks ago, I noticed that her daily amount of milk that she drinks is only half of what it used to be. Read more…

ILLINOIS, USA: Little Things From Great Heights

August 17, 2011 6 comments

My family has just settled back home after a 2,300 mile road trip from Illinois to Colorado, and back. Our primary destination was Rocky Mountain National Park, a most spectacular place composed of mountain elevations ranging from 8,000 to over 14,000 feet.  To place perspective on this height, our home in Illinois is at 600 feet. 

American citizens are blessed with a national park system. It is a collection of some of the most spectacular and varied natural places in the world, protected for all to experience, free from progress and destruction. It’s an understatement to call this a treasure, especially after you’ve experienced the indefinable thrill and beauty of such a stunning natural place. Read more…

Friday Question: What is your biggest fear regarding your child(ren)’s future?

August 12, 2011 6 comments

This week’s Friday Question comes from World Moms Blog writer Ambre French.  She asked our writers,

“What is your biggest fear regarding your child(ren)’s future?”

Check out what some of our World Moms had to say…

Ambre French of Norway writes:
“In the short term I was told that most of what you teach your children should be brought in by the time the kid reaches three, after that it’s just consolidation.  I’m scared to mess those years up! In the long term I am very afraid of drugs.” Read more…

MINNESOTA, USA: Surviving Postpartum Depression

July 12, 2011 26 comments

It wasn’t supposed to happen.  Not to me.  Yet, two agonizing days after the birth of my first child I knew that things weren’t right.  It had nothing to do with my brand new baby boy, Max.  He was perfect.

The beautiful, full-head of dark brown hair and angelic dark blue-eyed newborn was healthy.  No, he was everything I’d ever imagined him to be and more.  Instead, it was me.  There was something wrong.  Terribly wrong.

I brought my new son home less than two days after a long, exhausting induced labor and was scared beyond belief to leave the hospital.  I had never been around babies before.

I was almost thirty-three years old and had no idea how to even change a dirty diaper let alone breast-fed a baby.  I was afraid to hold him, panicked when I heard him cry and felt unbelievably exhausted, sore, anxious and scared. Read more…