What It’s Like to Have Your Placenta Encapsulated

What It's Like to Have Your Placenta Encapsulated.

The idea of eating my placenta grosses me out.

Do you throw it on a grill, like a steak? Maybe slice it thin and use in a stir fry? Steam it? Ew, ew, and definitely ewwww.

And yet, the purported benefits of consuming placenta after birth intrigued me. Allegedly, it increases your energy (definitely a plus), helps with milk production and is said to lessen postpartum depression. Plus, many animals consume their own placentas in the wild, which sounds like a reason why you might want to do it. We are animals, after all.

Then again, tigers are known to eat their young and my dog’s favorite food is rabbit poop. So…

Postpartum depression topped my list of birth fears.

Depression runs in my family (LOL doesn’t it run in everyone’s family?!). The thought of drowning in overwhelm and sadness– all while needing to care for a baby– scared … Read more

What I Wished I Known Before Having a C-Section

What I Wished I Known Before Having a C-Section

“It’s not that bad.”

… said every person about having a C-section.

My OB said it’s a quick surgery and I’d be walking the following day. Our birthing class grazed over C-sections; most of my favorite pregnancy websites hardly talk about them at length. So it must not be that bad, right?

Sorta…

My baby was breech and at 37 weeks, my doctor and I decided to schedule a C-section. In the two weeks leading up to my surgery, I barely found any helpful info online. Frustrating, considering something like 30 percent of American mothers give birth via C-section

So here’s a exhaustive list of everything I wish I’d known before having a C-section.

The bad news? It’s unpleasant. The good news? A month into your recovery, you’ll feel pretty good, thinking to yourself, “Hey, that wasn’t that bad!” Ha. Hahahah. Really, you will think this.

In the days before…

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It’s Not Okay.

It's Not Okay.

In ninth grade, a male friend of mine tackled me on a bed during a party and “pretended” to hump me. I laughed it off because I was embarrassed.

While interning with the Minnesota Twins, a pitcher from another team held two fingers to his mouth, wagging his tongue between them while two teammates spewed disgusting language at me in Spanish. I understood every word. At the time, I was escorting two 6-year-old children to the field. No bigs!

In college, a “friend” of mine figured out where I was going every weekend night, then creepily followed me home every evening. Once I got home, he’d call me four or five times throughout the night. It happened for a full semester, even after I asked him to stop.

When I was 23, a very large man approached me at a bar two blocks from my house. He asked if … Read more

All the Reasons I’ve Cried Since Having a Baby

All the Reasons I've Cried Since Having a Baby

Arlene Helen Katt was born on July 14, 2016.

One of the biggest things I remember a nurse telling me in the hospital was that I would be very swollen for the weeks after birth. She assured me my body would rid itself of the extra fluid by way of sweat, pee and maybe a few tears.

A few tears?!

I’ve never been much of a crier, but after this baby… wow. Commercials, opening credits to movies, just looking at my baby can be enough to start the waterworks. It’s a classic case of the baby blues. I started writing down all the reasons I’ve cried in the past six weeks. Some understandable, others downright ridiculous.

Without further ado, here’s all the reasons I’ve cried since having a baby.

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Because my husband cried and exclaimed, “She’s so cute!” the moment he saw her.

Because my mother-in-law … Read more

How to Trim a Baby’s Nails

How to Trim a Baby's Nails

With a new baby, everything is scary.

Driving. Leaving the house. Folding laundry six feet away from your sleeping baby who is totally breathing. She is breathing, right? I’m just going to go check really quick. But I’m pretty certain there’s one task that strikes fear in the hearts of all new parents: clipping your newborn’s fingernails.

We welcomed baby Arlene Helen Katt on July 14. She’s 7lbs 9 oz of adorableness… with one exception.

She was born wielding 10 tiny weapons.

Like all babies, her itty bitty fingernails are paper thin, and yet so sharp you’ll need to be peeled off the ceiling after one minor poke– usually on your naked boob as you’re trying to figure out breastfeeding and already sobbing in pain. I thought about cutting them a lot, but using clippers seems too risky. So I Google “trim baby nails” and learned that you can file … Read more