I would never let my husband do this in a million years.  I mean absolutely never.   I never thought I would let anyone do it, but this morning that all changed.  I let my kids milk me. 

I was using a hand pump to get a little milk for baby Violet for her morning nursery time and Sophia asked if she could help.  I said no and she said I told her she could help to give Violet milk when she started using a bottle.  I said you can help with the bottle, not the milking. 

Then she asked me if it was gross?  Well, I do not want my kids to ever think that anything about breastfeeding is gross.  I want them to understand that I make milk for my babies and that I am proud of my commitment to breastfeeding through all of the struggles I have had.  I want them to think that it is totally normal for a mommy to milk herself like a cow.  And so I let her try.   I was muttering inappropriate words in my head.  I mean what the hell was I doing?  Then Miles cried, saying it was his turn.  What the heck…the more the merrier right?   

Both Sophia and Miles successfully milked me.  They were so proud that they made Violet’s milk.  I don’t know if I was proud at the moment as much as relieved it was over.  From now on I will pump a little more privately than in the playroom.

Since it was definitely a first (and hopefully a last) we took pictures! 

Sophia is Pumped!

Proud Pumper

I truly hope you are laughing and not gagging.

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This is fourth of five posts over ten days as part of Momalom’s Five for Ten.  We are all writing about the same topics in an honest effort to get to know one another better and make more connections.

Our first topic was Courage.   The second was Happiness.  The third was memory.  Today’s is Lust.

If you are already a regular Mommy Words visitor, I hope you enjoy these posts.  If you are here as a part of the Five for Ten, welcome!  I can’t wait to get to know you.

In the middle of the night I lay sleeping, dreaming of two bodies embracing, loving, and enjoying one another in perfect intimacy and with total abandon.  My eyelids flutter and I see my husband laying next to me and feel his leg draped over my own.  We always fit.  It always moves me.  I shift my body towards his and hear a soft moan.  My reaction is immediate.  My body warms in an instant and my breasts begin to tingle.   I let out a deep breath, a low groan, and unbutton my nightgown to free them for the soft hands that already are reaching out in hunger that only I can satisfy.

I roll over, scoop up my precious baby Violet, and begin to nurse.  My wild fantasies of passionate unplanned sex are smooshed by an irresistible 12 pound little girl.

Yes, things around here are a little lackluster.

When I feel a little frisky and hubs touches the tatas…they LEAK!  Horny mam or hungry baby…same reaction…breast milk let down.  (Truly a let down if you are feeling rowdy.)  These boobies also make a crinkly sound as all breast pads do when you caress them.   Not so hot huh?

I scream Yes! Yes! Yes! while Sophia does gymnastics instead of in the bedroom.

Can one without a strange fetish lust after someone who smells like baby puke and even sometimes has the scent of poop lingering?  With 2 kids still in diapers this is a common occurrence.

The last time I got  a wax was while preparing for labor.  Mama’s not feeling sexy.  Enough said.

After a hot date and a lot of wine (always lust inducing) I have to pump.  Milking oneself like a cow always kills that sexy feeling.

I sleep 1 foot from my infant and often wake up with my two year old in my bed.  Let’s just say I don’t wear lingerie to bed.

I think it might help to have a fraternity party where we could grind away in a basement like we did when LUST took over every night.  We could then forget that we are parents to 3 kids 3 and under but that’s kind of weird to have a mom of 3 in a beer drenched basement doing that so this scenario is probably out.  And more things would shake than just my tush.  And I don’t know any frat guys anymore anyway.

Now I am a little depressed about the lackluster state of things around here so I am just going to get out my pencil (no pen – you never know with kids!) and schedule me some lovin’.  You can’t always get what you want…you get what you need!

P.S. sometimes what I need is just sleep. 

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Baby Violet is 2 months old! She joined us in January as a tiny little girl, weighing 5 pounds 12 ounces. Well, in just 2 months she has gained 5 pounds and is busy winning the hearts of all with her pudgy little cheeks and her totally kissable mouth and well…everything. After 2 months she is still a mama’s girl. She smiles for me, she gives me her special looks and I could swear some days we both roll our eyes at the rest of our house.  They are just so….loud!  I will say she thinks they are funny sometimes though, and I think she tries to lick Miles when he comes around – probably because he is always covered with whatever he last ate!

Violet is my most quiet baby so far.  The only issue is she is only quiet for me.  So far she calms down as soon as I pick her up. This neat little trick does not work for those without my boobs.  We are still working on the bottle thing.  I think she might be like my others and make babysitters run for their lives. 

We nurse about every 90 minutes to 2 hours all day and then take a little break for mommy to have dinner.  Then we nurse after dinner and take a break to read books and sing songs and take baths as a family.  Violet gets hugs and kisses goodnight from Sophia and Miles at 8 p.m. and then east and takes a nap until around midnight.  She eats again and then sleeps for 5-6 hours.  Then we start over.  It’s a lot, and the constant nursing has made it tough for me to juggle everything else, but I love every minute of this baby girl.  Ross says she is my last baby (this makes me SO sad) so I am trying to not miss a moment!

Violet – Mommy Loves You!

Bebe au Lait Nursing Cover as Peek-a-Boo Toy and Blankie

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I love when one of my favorite companies send me a gorgeous brand spankin’ new product to review and provides a giveaway for my readers!  Bebe au Lait sent me an absolutely gorgeous and super soft nursing cover in the Papillon pattern for me to review.  You can win a fabulous nursing cover (as I model in this post) or set of burp cloths  in your pattern of choice!  What a great gift for you or for a new or expecting mom!

Bebe Burp Cloths

I have used my first Bebe au Lait cover since just days after Sophia was born in 2006 and I was sort of itching for a new pretty thing and with the gorgeous fabrics I was not disappointed.  Now I have 2 covers, one for home and one for away and I use both of them daily.  How very cool!

As a Nursing Cover

I used the cover to nurse within hours of Violet’s birth as my in-laws came to hang out with us in the hospital.  While I firmly believe that moms can nurse with or without a cover and wherever the heck they want to, I personally prefer my brother-in-law and mother-in-law remain unaware of how my boobs or nipples look.  You know, cause I am a prude like that.  So I whipped out my gorgeous cover in the hospital and seriously people, I got ooh’s and ahh’s from my family and from all the vital check nurses and from Violet’s nurse and from my OB.  These covers are gorgeous!

And yes, they work.  No one saw my goods who was not supposed to.

I present to you a picture of me and Violet in the hospital before she needs to eat. 

Brand New Baby and her Sassy Bebe au Lait Cover

Then, easy as pie, here is a picture of her nursing.  Can you see my boobs?  No ma’am.  See – it works for what it is supposed to.  As you can see – I can see baby Violet when she eats.  She can see me.  It is my favorite thing about these covers.  I still feel connected to my little one and she does not feel totally covered up with a plain ol’ blanket covering her head.  This cover does not really even touch her head.  The rigid neckline keeps the cover away from hers so she has the room to breathe, eat and be comfy!

Baby Under the Bebe au Lait

I use the cover at home when I want Violet to have a calm place to nurse without all the excitement of Sophia and Miles running around.  I also use it at home if a repairman or contractor is in the house.  I can nurse her while doing a walk through of a project with no boob showing and a very satisfied baby.  I also use the cover when we are outside so that she is not blinded by the sunshine.  When we are out and about – I use it all the time for my comfort and hers.

Other Uses for this Gorgeous Cover

It is a burp cloth.  It has two little terry triangles on the bottom corners that also have tiny pockets for pacis and stuff.  These are awesome to have!  I sometimes curl one up to put under Violet’s cheek to help deal with the enormous amount of milk that comes out with my hyper lactation.  This way I have something right there that can absorb some of the milk the sprays out when she needs to take a break from gulping!  Not sexy I know, but SO helpful!  Saves my clothes and hers from being soaked!

We use this as a light blanket all the time.  After nursing I just wrap Violet up and put her in her rocker and she is happy as a clam!  I also lay it over her car-seat to provide protection from sun or wind when we are running from the car into the store or something.  It can also be used on top of a baby carrier like an Ergo Baby or a Bjorn for coverage of the head and extra warmth and then you have it available to nurse!

Bebe au Lait Blankie

We play peek-a-boowith the Bebe au Lait.  All of my babies have loves grasping the rigid neckline so it is fun!

Sophia and Miles use the Bebe au Lait as capes.  I think this is hilarious.  My own nursing super heros!

This works as a travel changing pad too.  I do use the pretty side just in case anything got on the blanket it would not ever be next to baby’s face.  It is much better than laying your baby on the ground or a public nursing station.

An emergency outfit / diaper.  I went through 2 full outfits on my first plane trip with Sophia and all but one of my diapers.  Her little 2 month old tummy exploded multiple times on our way to New Orleans.  I ended up with nothing clean except my Bebe au Lait cover.  I wrapped her up in it around my last diaper and asked the stewardess for a clean blanket.  This was how Sophie met her cousins.  I thought it was a great alternative to being naked or covered in poop.  For other great travel tips with little ones you can read my full post here.

Other Products:

Bebe au Lait also makes the cutest and softest burp cloths, which I purchased before Violet was born.  I have not yet tried their 4 way bibs or hooded towels but I may just have to break down and get them because they are just gorgeous and the reviews of them are great!

Hooded Towel

They also have a line of jewelry called Family Ties that expresses the bond between parent and child.  Well, be still my heart – how adorable!

Family Ties

Overall Bebe au Lait is a wonderful company with a fabulous product that I recommend over and over to nursing mothers.  The nursing cover is listed on my Things I used in the First 2 Weeks with a Newborn, which you can find here.  I really don’t have any negatives.  My firstcover is still great after 3 years and while it is a little faded from so many washings it is still beautiful.  Any product that lasts that long through that many kids and daily use is awesome in my book.  The craftmanship is commendable and the fabric is super soft!  My only suggestion is that they start making adorable blankies and swaddlers out of these fabrics.  I love them!

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This morning I went to the OB for that mandatory check-up that lets you know your girl parts are okay and you are cleared to get back in the saddle.  What saddle, you ask?  To be specific – sex and exercise.

I am sure some of you amazing women were pumped for this appointment and rushed home after you got the go ahead to combine the aforementioned sex and exercise in a sweaty passionate workout with your long neglected lover.

I am not in that group of amazing women. Not.  At. All.  I am sitting in Breuggers Bagels stuffing myself with cream cheese and wondering if I should tell my gorgeous wonderful husband that the doc told me to wait a little longer.  That is bad, I know.  I adore my very sexy husband.  But girls, I have my reasons.

First, I am not feeling so sexy these days.  At 20 pounds from my goal weight with a nether region that was last used to birth a baby and boobs that are larger than my baby’s head that projectile spray whenever they hear a noise or feel a nudge I’m not exactly longing to be naked.  We spoke at length here about the boobie trap and how these boobs, as voluptuous as they are, are for baby only.

Second, call me crazy but I’m just not, um, feeling it.  Breastfeeding saps you of all sexual hormones and doing it every 90 minutes all day leaves little time for me to get all hot and bothered.  And, with 3 kids 3 and under I am not sure when we are supposed to do that foreplay thing that is supposed to help.  Especially, and this is big, since Violet sleeps not 2 feet from me and sounds like a little car battery with all her snorts and loud breathing.  It doesn’t help.  It makes my boobs leak – see above.

Third, I am scared.  I mean it.  I had some scarring down there from an infection after having Sophia that hurt for a long time and while I think it is all okay now, I get really nervous.  You need not know more – it used to hurt like a bitch.  No joke.

That about covers the sex.  Honey, I love you but it might be a little while.  And take a lot of wine.  I need to be tipsy enough to forget that I am taking my clothes off.

As far as the exercise, well, I just totally hate it.  There’s another hour out of my day that I don’t have.  I don’t like being sweaty.  I can’t ever plan it right.  I’m no good at it.  You get it.  I know I have to do THIS to lose the 20 pounds that will make me the hottie I want to be for my hubby so that I will want to do THAT.

It’s just not going to be today.  Or tomorrow.  But his birthday is next week, so I really need to pull myself together, huh?

So – what group did you fall into?  Please say that I not alone!

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One of the things I was most surprised at after I had my first baby was how big and quite honestly, smooshy, my tummy felt after I gave birth.  I don’t know quite what I was expecting, but it was not to still look completely pregnant and have a smooshy tummy.  But that’s what you get.  We all now know that I am crazy and since I know I have a lot of first time pregnant readers I will go ahead and give you the proof and then I will help you to feel better – well – sort of better!  And hey for those of you who have already experienced this, like me, feel free to add to the comments on your experience. 

Here is the question – How long did it take you to get back into those pre-pregnancy jeans?  I am not there yet but I have a pile of jeans ranging from my absolute biggest (bought near the end of my first trimester of my first pregnancy) to the ones that I don’t actually remember fitting in.  Don’t laugh – they are still the goal jeans.  When I can exercise again I will be reluctantly proudly joining the ranks of you who have a weight loss or fitness goal.

Here is where we started – at the end of my pregnancy with Violet.   Ignore my strange look - it is 5:30 in the morning in the delivery room and I am smiling but I was so scared that they would not be able to flip her that I think I look a little crazy!  You get the point though – I looked and felt HUGE!  Giant Uterus.  According to BabyCenter

By the time you go into labor, your uterus is about 15 times heavier (not including its contents!) and its capacity is at least 500 times greater than before you conceived.

Well no wonder we are not exactly comfy at this point!

Belly 38 Weeks 3 Days

After delivery the uterus continues to contract it pushes out the placenta and then closes off all open blood vessels where the placenta was attached.  The uterus continues to contract to being itself back to its pre-pregancy state.  For the first couple of days you can feel your uterus below your belly button.  Nurses will check you in the hospital to make sure everything feels right and to make sure that the uterine contractions are doing what they are supposed to be doing.  If you are breastfeeding you will feel these contractions when the baby nurses and they can be VERY painful.  I needed the pain killers for this. 

So, there is no baby in there but you still feel huge.  Here is my belly a little more than 24 hours after I gave birth.  Man do you wish it was smaller.  And like I said, less smooshy.  You know – there is no baby in there so what the heck makes it so big I just don’t know!  Forgive the hospital bikini look – it was hteo nly way to show the belly since I couldn;t lift my legs very well to put pants on – remember that gimp leg I had pre-delivery?  It got worse before it got better!

Belly Before We Went Home

The uterus continues to shrink each and every day and at a week after delivery it weighs about 1 pound – half of what it wighed when you had the baby.  It does not get back to its pre-pregnancy size until the end of your official post=partum period of 4-6 weeks.  Too bad everything else still takes longer huh?  So, here is where I stand 1 week after returning home and 9 days after giving birth to Violet.  I look tired because I am getting a little tired between the mastitis and all the being awake and stuff.  I think I could probably squeeze my ass into my biggest jeans but  I am going to avoid any potential devastation and cling to my maternity pants for a bit longer.  It feels good to have something covering my belly (those pants in the picture are rolled down), I don;t really want to squeeze into anything right now and its really flippin’ cold out so they give another layer over my belly.  I love it!

p.s. this is my standard breastfeeding in the winter getup.  Tank top that is big enough to pull down with cardigan over top – preferably from Banana Republic or Anthropologie so you feel like you are wearing normal clothes again.  This is SO much easier than nursing tops although I do have 1 or 2 nursing tops for the winter that make it SUPER easy to whip out the boob wherever you may be!

Mastitis has come to visit and my dear husband watched Sophia and Miles so Violet and I could just nurse and rest.  She just looked a heck of a lot cuter doing it than me! 

Loves Napping with Mommy

P.S. My little baby is one week old!  I already feel like time is flying by!

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At 1:05 p.m. we welcomed Violet Grace into our family and became officially outnumbered by this gorgeous 5 pound 12 ounce, 19 inch long (hairy) bundle of joy!  Of course I will post the full delivery story tomorrow but I just had to share a pic or two tonight.

Look at how happy I am…the External Cephalic Version worked!  She’s my little flippin’ chicken and after just an hour of very painful labor (and much unattractive panting) once the epidural wore off from the ECV and 4 pushes – she was in my arms.  No surgery required!

Breastfeeding is going swimmingly and I really have nothing but great things to say about her arrival and our first few hours together!

Mommy's First Pic with Violet

 She came out with the lungs of a lion and let us know she was one healthy baby!

See Her Roar!

She’s got the cutest little feet…

Tiny Toes

Loves her Daddy…

Daddy's Little Girl

And she lets me stare at her each and every minute…

Sleepyhead Violet

Thank you all for all of your thoughts and prayers and well wishes.  We are doing extremely well and I can’t wait to tell you all about my little Violet after I get just a little rest.  I warn you – many pictures are coming so I hope you like babies as much as I do!

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When you have kids – a lack of privacy seems to become the norm.  Some people are better at preserving this precious privacy better than me.  For me – it flew out the door the minute I got to Labor & Delivery to have Sophia in 2006.  Whenever I think it can’t get any worse – it does.  Perhaps you have similar experiences – let’s review the 3 MAJOR things I have left hanging out there for everyone to see. 

1.  My life.  My innermost thoughts.  I started a blog for heaven’s sake and while I try to keep other people’s secrets I pour mine out on a regular basis.  I never felt the need to spill my beans and find an additional community before I was pregnant.  I will share my journey to becoming a blogger in the nexy few weeks.  It is actually an emotional journey and deserves its own post – not to be shared with words about my nether region you know!

2.  My Boobs.  Before I had Sophia only a handful of people had seen or touched my boobs. My mom (but not in a long time), a couple of boyfriends over the years (okay maybe a few more than a handful of people but not a lot), my doctor, my OB at my annual exam, a friend who got her boobs done to my size and we decided to see how they felt after a LOT to drink and my gorgeous husband. 

When I was in labor with Sophia I got really sick and off came my soiled gown and for minutes I think anyone who came in saw my tatas.  Then, after Sophia was born, the lactation consultants all saw my boobs.  They also poked and prodded and squeezed them in a way I had never imagined my boobs being handled.  I was a little shocked at first, but then I had a new baby for the first time and you kind of just let everybody do what they will with your bod because at least I had no idea what was going on.

After I came home and the neighbors started coming by the whole world might as well have seen them.  Learning to breastfeed is hard and it was nearly impossible to do it discreetly at first so the boobs just kept popping out.  Not only did my mother see my boobs again but worst of all my mother in law did and I don’t know why but that just killed me!  I just couldn’t hide them from anyone!  Sophia would pull her head away and there would be a boob.  I would try to adjust and whoops another boobie shot.  Thank God my neighbors are cool because they ALL saw my goods.  When I left the house to do errands the number of boobie sightings went up exponentially.  I was just not good at nursing for awhile and if it wasn’t for the Bebe Au Lait nursing cover there might not be a soul left in Charlotte without first hand knowledge of my chest. 

Now, I am an expert at nursing.  I can use my cover, I can do it in a sling, I have found the perfect shirts, I can hide them with the baby’s head.  But who really cares…everybody has already seen them.

3.  My VaJayJay.  There is nothing like the last few weeks of a pregnancy and then labor and delivery to make you feel completely exposed in a way you never thought possible down there.  I was actually a little weirded out by it.  I NEVER let my husband come to my OB appointments after that first ultrasound where dumb old me had no idea that they used that phallic thing to see the baby.  I was mortified.  I just did not feel that was my best look – you know – I felt like it took some of my “sexy” away.   Then, in labor & delivery, against my wishes for the privacy of my vajayjay and the maintenance of SOME sexy, my husband watched Sophia come out.  I am not mad anymore – I forgave him – because he understood right away why I did not want him to look.  But still – a room of random people plus my husband and they are seeing IT just totally out there.  This, I got over.  People have babies.  Everything will go back to normal.

Nope.  Today I reached a new level of exposure.  I did not want to be shaved at the hospital in case they have to do a c-section so I got my first bikini wax.  Oh. My.  Holy. Hell. It.  Hurt.  And laying on table with no pants on not having nookie or having a baby I felt more exposed than I ever had before.  I may never subject myself to this again.  Ladies who do this regularly – I salute you.  I thought I might die.  And I added another person to the list of those who have seen IT  and up close.  UGH!

The Final Straw

So, in pain when I got home, I got in the bath.  I had some new bubbles that smell like orange tic tacs and the fantabulous smell must have distracted Sophia from her Max and Ruby because she came in and insisted on washing me.  I was too tired to resist.  So, instead of reading my romance novel and soaking in a lovely bath I was washed, by hand, head to to, boobies and all, by a three year old.  She said I was dirty and she had to clean me so that I could sing in her concert.  She said there are no dirty girls allowed.  She talked and talked and washed and washed. 

I laid in the tub and realized that for the next few years, I am giving up on privacy.  It’s those kids!  They are there in the bathroom, they run in on my showers, they comment on me whenever I am naked.  Sophia lifts up my shirt to show strangers the baby.  I am having another baby and the boobs will be out for awhile.  I have no chance.  I am defeated.

You are lucky I have some semblence of sanity left and did not just post a nudie pic for the world and be done with it.

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I got this bumper sticker in the mail after I had Sophia and purchased one of many slings to wear my precious bundle in.  I laughed hysterically then and put it in my office.  I still laugh every day.  I have said it before – motherhood makes you laugh and cry.  It is about a balance between yourself, your marriage and your kids that is almost impossible to find.  As I prepare to have and nurse my third baby I know that both of these boobie statements are true – but they do not co-exist in my world.  That is the Boobie Trap.

I am a little, okay a lot grossed out by the idea of nutrional nursing and sexual nuzzling happening at the same time when you know – milk comes out sometimes.  Neither of us want to know what it tastes like.  Seriously my curiosoty does not go there.  If my husband did, I am not sure my boobs would ever be fun again.  We may never recover.  Dramatic but true.  We are wooses like that.  Also, I don’t have the easiest time breastfeeding and I have always stuck it out but I just don’t get that sassy feeling about the tatas when a baby needs them to eat and they hurt and they are too big and nursing is tiring etc etc. 

Besides the fact that boobs are off the bedroom table while nursing – breastfeeding was not easy on my husband.  I think he wanted to comfort them more than anything else.  He felt bad for all the mastitis that these girls had to endure.  He couldn’t believe how painful some days were and how many tears I shed while making it through the first couple of months.  I think more than attraction he might have felt a strange sense of pride at their accomplishment.  That is not so sexy, you know?  Sort of like soldiers for our baby – fighting through the pain.  Doesn’t make you get all hot at all.

I will say that what is fun for daddy about the fact that my boobs are exclusive food for baby is that daddy gets to sleep a LOT more than mommy.  And he has his hands free a lot more.  He does not have to wake in the night to feed the baby or worry about measuring milk intake at each feeding.  He doesn’t get the joy of changing all those mid feeding diapers.  He just gets to rest at night.  And for parents of a newborn – that is the most fun of all – is it not – real rest where it is not your turn?  Happens a lot less when boobs are for food.

So, while I am nursing the boobs are food for baby and when I am done the baby is done and my boobs once again belong to me.  Or my husband thinks they are his but you get it.  When we are done when we are done and they are fun again.

Pretty funny.  Pretty sad.  Pretty amazing what these babies can do!

They will be fun again soon enough.  But in a few weeks – these gals will have a full time job – and breastfeeding ended up being one of my absolute favorite parts of my babies early lives.  I am lucky.  It is all worth it.

I will keep that sticker forever.  It is just a great reminder, funny as it is, of how important it is to give yourself both to your kids and your partner and what  a challenge it really is.    And no, I am not just talking about your boobs.  Get your minds out of the gutter!  It is not always easy to be a mom and a wife.

How do you handle both?  I can admit that I am not both a peppy mom and a sparky wife everyday.    It is something I am working on this year…but I have a couple months after the baby is born to get my plan together.  I get a free pass on sassy with a newborn!

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