When I found out I was pregnant with baby #2 last fall, I had a big decision on my hands:
To VBAC or not to VBAC?
For those of you who aren’t fully immersed in mommy culture (I’m jealous), I’ll save you from Googling: it stands for Vaginal Birth After Cesarean.
Up until pretty recently, once you had one C-section, most providers would insist all subsequent babies are born via C-section. But today, most women are able to decide whether or not they want to attempt birthing ye ol’ fashioned way.
Since my daughter was born via an 8-inch incision, and I was healthy, I got to make this choice. It wasn’t easy, so I made a pros and cons list. Here’s what I considered.
Potentially an easier recovery.
Recovering from a C-section is no joke. Trust me, I already did it once. With a vaginal delivery,… Read more
I know it’s not the cool thing to say, and that “radical self love and acceptance” is all the rage. But can I tell you a secret?
I don’t like my postpartum body.
During my first pregnancy, I felt great. I was super confident in my body. Sure, I was gaining weight like crazy, but you’re supposed to gain weight when you’re pregnant! Before I was pregnant, I’d maybe eat ice cream or cookies or dessert a few times a month. “Polly” (aka Pregnant Molly) would think nothing of enjoying a blueberry muffin on a Tuesday morning, or having a burger for dinner. I was anemic and needed more iron in my diet. A burger was actually a step in the right direction.
I didn’t completely let the wheels fall off.
I exercised a few times a week until I hit 29 weeks and my body could no longer take … Read more
Hi from Minneapolis! I’ve taken just a short, totally unacknowledged hiatus from Hey Eleanor.
Like 10 months. Oops! Or, as we say in Minnesota, “Ope!”
Though I have received some really nice emails and comments from readers, I don’t expect that people noticed my absence. I always think it’s a little presumptuous when internet people skip, like, one measly newsletter and profusely apologize for it. Pssst… didn’t notice or care! Scharry.
So if you care to know what’s been going on, I’ll explain.
I had a baby in July of 2016. Arlene is a doll and I am obsessed with her. She’s smart, funny, she is my world.
If I’m being totally honest, I didn’t quite realize just how much having a child would change everything.
My husband and I recently had an in-depth conversation about how much our lives have changed since kids. I … Read more
“Do you eat like this every night?”
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been asked this question. Yeah, we eat well at the Katt house. But here’s our secret: we keep our cooking super simple.
A typical dinner might be grilled chicken with veggies roasted with olive oil, salt and pepper. That’s it. These things take literally minutes to assemble and require minimal effort during the cooking process.
However, it’s easy to elevate even the most boring of meals with the addition of a sauce. Whether it’s the spicy Asian dressing I toss on a watermelon salad, carrot top chimichurri or homemade ranch, a sauce elevates a plain ol’ meal to something impressive. I almost always have a few sauces in my fridge. Which is why I am super excited to partner with Driscoll’s and theFeedFeed to bring you this delicious new recipe!
A favorite of late is … Read more
Today, Arlene turns one.
As any parent can attest, that first birthday comes with a tsunami of emotions.
Accomplishment: You made it a full year!
Bewilderment: Wait… how has it been a year?
Dread: Only 17 more of these and she’s out of the house?!
Panic: What if she fails to launch?
As I compare the photos of Arlene’s first day on earth to what she looks like today, I can’t believe just 365 days separate that skinny alien baby from my current chubby, funny munchkin. But honestly, some days I can’t tell who’s grown more– Arlene or me. With that said, here’s the biggest lessons I learned in my first year of parenthood.
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You know zero about being a parent until you are one.
Read all the books you like, listen to every podcast, have yourself a 3 Men and a Baby/3 Men and a Little … Read more