While I enjoy writing about my daily attacks of joy, frustration and neurosis, there is a reason why this blog exists.
Babylune: the First Phase of New Motherhood is a blog for women recovering from childbirth. I’ve been writing it since the birth of my second child.

 
So, I am not a beautiful, blond and famous comedian. I still have pride.

There’s only one problem with baby showers. Too many of the gifts are for the baby. Below are some of the gifts I buy for new mothers.

What do you know! I think blogging is making me too terse as a writer. Blog posts work best when they’re short and snappy.
I thought, when I wrote the Down There Omnibus, I knew everything there was to know about postpartum hemorrhoids. Nope. Other people manage to write entire books on the subject.

I think about money a lot more now that I work outside the home. Time is money and I don’t think I am being paid properly for my time. Then again, I felt the same way when I earned three times as much.
Today, while on my coffee break at work, I saw a picture of a pen that cost 12,000 Pounds Sterling (not exactly as pictured, but a $250 pen and a $25,000 pen look alike to me). That is about $25,000 US.
Now, there are three ways to look at a picture of a $25,000-pen.

Motherhood, especially the postpartum period, is not glamourous. I’ve been known to mention it when celebrities like Angelina Jolie or Britney Spears give birth, to increase the style quotient of this blog. By the way girls, I hope you’re both recovering from those c-sections and that the scar doesn’t show.
But, to tell you the truth, I also do it to bring more traffic to the site. And, with any luck, the information those visitors get will eventually help a new mother who deserves some comfort.
My strategy, though, has been deeply flawed. Jolie, Spears, even the Gilmore Girls, are just …read more

Both my sister and a friend of mine are due to pop out their second children any day now. I suspect, at this point in their pregnancies, they are so full of baby and stomach acid that they can’t lie down properly. I remember too well the discomfort that caps itself off with the pain of childbirth followed immediately by adjusting to life with two children and having absolutely no time for myself. There was just work and more work. For about a week when the baby was 5 weeks-old, I had no idea who I was.
My saving grace came …read more

If everything has gone as planned, today is August 19th and the kids and I are flying home after 6 weeks in Bulgaria. I pre-wrote all the posts you’ve read over the past twenty-one days in early July and, after 3 weeks without Internet access, I am sure that I can’t wait to get home, moderate the comments and check the statistics to see how many of you have been reading Babylune while I’ve been away.
Regular life and regular postings start again tomorrow, but in case you missed any of my special vacation features, here’s a round up under the …read more

Random recovery moments are little summaries of good advice that are honest enough and funny enough to help you out while I am on vacation. Just not so helpful that these experts, who might actually have the advantage of being qualified, will be able to replace me in your affections.
Today’s RRM comes from the site Belly Belly in Australia.
Today’s topic: boredom. You know what it’s like. Everyone seems to be doing things, living a life, accomplishing accomplishments and you, well, you get spit up on a lot. It need not be so. This article has plenty of ideas for activities …read more

Well, I’ve said it before and I will say it again.
The most wonderful thing that will ever come out of your body is a baby. Milk is the second best thing. After that, it’s just the same old you know what.
And that, my friends, is as true for you as it is for celebrity mothers like Britney Spears and Angelina Jolie.
Now, forget about the paparazzi-hounded for a while and pay attention to me instead.
According to the search engine results, I am the only postpartum blogger who actually writes about the more embarassing side-effects (or is that end-effects?) of giving birth.
So, …read more