Last night, while making margaritas for friends, Marti and me, I realised that we didn’t have anything to measure 1 ounce of triple sec etc. until I had a eureka moment and used one of Ellie’s food containers, which is graded at 1 and 2 ounces. #FTW!
Marti and I have decided not to vaccinate Ellie after considerable research into the matter, and I was glad to see someone standing up in support of those who choose not to (or to selectively) vaccinate their children. Jessica Gianelloni discusses the fallacies in the arguments meant to intimidate or scare those who have made this decision. My favourite part is when she questions why parents of vaccinated children are so scared of non-vaccinated children being around them (since presumably they are immune to any disease that my child might be harbouring…).
I’m not one to push my decisions or theories on others, but I felt compelled to share this article, in light of some of the responses that we’ve seen to the mention of not vaccinating Ellie, including from our closest friends (who assume that we’ve taken this choice lightly [we spent hours researching and read unbiased books on the subject], are “miss-educated” [or miseducated – oh, the irony] and are doing it because we’re part of a hippy movement [not because we’re concerned for the welfare and health of our children]).
If you want to vaccinate your children, that’s fine – go nuts: you won’t hear me complaining. But don’t get on your soapbox and start bullying me into making the same decisions that you make.
As a working parent, time is tight, so treating myself is sometimes as simple as a good glass of wine. My bedside table gives an insight into my life at the moment: toys here and there, and glasses of wine wherever I can enjoy one (even if that means while I’m in bed).
One of the greatest mysteries in life is not how intricately formed a baby is in its mother’s womb, nor how they can take on a perfect blend of their parents’ features, but how they can eat the same white liquid day in and day out, and produce such a variety of waste products at the other end!
We’ve been planning this for a while, and waiting for the right time to pounce, since we were in a good position financially, but the other day, we finally said “adieu” to Marti’s Altima Coupe, which wasn’t exactly well suited to transporting a small person, and we got ourselves a good deal on a new Volkswagen Tiguan.
We really liked its safety features, the extra room for transporting Ellie and her “stuff”, and the panoramic sunroof, so that Ellie can look at the birds and the stars.
Thinking of improving your upper body strength? Looking at joining your local gym? Save your money. Have unprotected sex instead: you might not notice much change in the first 9 months, but you’ll get pretty buff between months 10 & 12.
When you have a baby, you learn to make the most of every minute. So when she wakes up for a feeding at 3 a.m., getting in some sit-ups is perfectly sane!
Well, Ellie is now officially one week old. It’s been a little testing at times, but for the most part, it’s just been incredibly fun watching her grow and learning her idiosyncrasies.
There’s been a few things that have really made this first week a lot easier to manage, so I thought I’d write down a few of the things that we just couldn’t do without, so that expectant parents can get a headstart and make their first week a little easier: Continue reading “Week 1 Baby Essentials”
It’s nice to see some mainstream media acknowledging that home births are actually safer than hospital births. Being advocates for home birth, and having had one ourselves, Marti and I are very open for discussion if you have any questions about it.
On Tuesday, my life was turned upside down by the birth of my beautiful daughter, Ellie Grace Clements. I couldn’t be more in love right now.