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Six Things For The Second Baby

February 5, 2014

6 Things For Second Baby

When you have a second baby, you will receive the following questions:

Is this one a good baby?
(Yes. But I guess we’ll go ahead and keep the first one too.)

When will you have another one?
(Should we let my perineum heal first?)

You probably don’t need anything, right? 

Well, no. Babies don’t need anything besides blankets and boobs, but for some reason pregnancy turns women into over-prepared, binky hoarding, nesters who find themselves ordering 26 dollar bottles off of Amazon at 2am. It is part of the process.

To be fair, there are a few things that make the whole baby experience easier. Here are six things we either bought, borrowed, or were given for the second baby that we missed the first time around. They are all, without a doubt, wonderful and used with love on a daily basis.



Ergo Baby Carrier


See it on Amazon.

When I was pregnant with the first kid, I thought for sure I needed a Moby wrap. I thought this because I a) didn’t have kids yet and b) didn’t realize how long it would take to wrap 40 feet of fabric around myself while my colicky baby screamed like a hyena. Everyone has opinions about baby carriers and this is mine: Go Ergo or go home. It is simply the best.



Nose Frida

Nose Frida

See it on Amazon.

Did you know you’re not actually supposed to use those blue bulbs to suck out baby snot? We didn’t. So we used it on poor ol’ baby #1 during a journey I like to call “The Great Experiment.” (Good news: he’s still alive). Finally a friend recommended what looks super gross, but ended up being a baby snot miracle: The Nose Frida. This thing sucks out boogs safely and efficiently. It is also easy to clean if you’re one of those people who like to let their pots and pans “soak” for a few days instead of actually cleaning them (just let it soak in some soapy water for easy cleaning). A must-have for winter babies exposed to germ predators otherwise known as “relatives.”



Velcro Swaddlers


See it on Amazon.

Have you tried swaddling a baby in a normal baby blanket? Their little hands and feet pop out faster than you can say, “Crap, it’s your turn to try.” We didn’t have any velcro swaddlers with baby numero uno, but we did with numero dos and they are a lifesaver. Easy, cozy, and available in summer and winter fabrics (although I like the thin, summer fabric year round). And who doesn’t love a milk breath bambino?



Como Tomo Bottles

Como Tomo Bottle

See it on Amazon.

First baby didn’t take bottles. I don’t want to talk about it. This time around, we make sure the baby has a bottle at least twice a week to remind her how to eat from something other than ol’ mom. Full discretion, I did a lot of research on bottles. I read forums. I poured over reviews. I basically went to Internet hell and back to find these “breastfeeding friendly,” slow flow, easy to clean, gas reducing, and frankly adorable bottles. They are on the expensive side but worth it when your body gets a break from being a 24 hour milk buffet. They are also shaped to look and feel like a boob so that everything is less confusing for bebe. Win!



Skip Hop Diaper Bag

Skip Hop Diaper Bag

See it on Amazon.

I have a long and boring history with diaper bags. With Waylon I chose cloth bags, beautiful bags, bags with open tops and no pockets. I was going for the trendy look. The shabby chic look. The mom-who-doesn’t-know-what-the-hell-she’s-doing look. Those bags were beautiful, but are now covered in stains and the tears of a mom who just spilled diapers, wipes, a sippy cup, and three tampons in the parking lot because her bag doesn’t zip shut. I’m going to be straight with you: I don’t love how this bag looks. I do love how practical it is. Cross body, wipeable fabric, stroller clips, multiple pockets inside and out, and plenty of room for all the things I wish I wasn’t carrying around. There is a reason this bag has the highest reviews on Amazon.



Rock n play

Rock N Play

See it on Amazon.

My first baby didn’t like being put down. Again, I don’t want to talk about it. This time, however, I have a baby who tolerates being set down for a bit and the rock n’ play is a great place to put her. Admittedly it’s a stupid name (how is my newborn “playing” in this?), but she does fall asleep in there with some gentle rocking. She sleeps in a co-sleeper at night, but I know of some babies who sleep in a rock n play all day and all night. Simple, collapsible, transportable, and easy to use. It saves me every day. Sold.



The last post.

December 5, 2013

Photo Edited

This will be the last post before I give birth to another human. Please pray for my perineum. If you’re wondering if I’ve had the baby yet, you can always check this site or check social media. You know how to use the internet.

It’s been really nice having you guys around to care about my fetus and talk about things like will I actually like another baby as much as the first one?

I cannot fathom her, but I am excited to meet her.

There’s no rush. I am not so uncomfortable I could die (see: last pregnancy) and like all second time mothers, I know the reality of newborn care which is that it’s actually a lot easier when they are in your womb.

The truth is I’m treasuring these last few days with Waylon when I can eat nachos without guilt and sleep until 8am.

She’ll be here soon.

Everything is mostly ready, which really just means I dusted off a few baby things and weirdly scrubbed the pantry. Newborns don’t need much; blankets and boobs.

Austin is ready. He loves babies and is hoping to deliver this one having practiced on a few unsuspecting women during his OBGYN rotation. My mom response is, “we’ll see.”

Waylon is also blissfully ready, but we all know his big Christmas present this year will be less attention so I’m not holding my breath.

My bag is not packed, but the house has been cleaned and organized and I have semi edible things in the freezer. Unfortunately I continue to nest much to everyone’s annoyance. The other day I had Austin cleaning off the tops of all the ceiling fans and my mom scrubbing bathroom walls. Sorry not sorry.

We also installed the infant carseat, which actually doesn’t fit safely in our tiny car as the passenger seat will be crammed up to the windshield. At first we were panicked, then we both slid into denial/are hoping I sprout shorter legs in 2014.

New motto: choose joy.

Thank you for excusing these uterus posts and fist bumping me these past 39+ weeks.

See you on the other side.

December is finally here.