First off, I want to say this is my own experience and anyone considering contraception or birth control should go see their ob/gyn for more information.
I am now 6 months postpartum. I’ve endured six loving months of breastfeeding so far and still going strong despite going back to work and my supply decreasing. I have supplemented with some formula here and there. Dexter has also started eating as pictured here:
That being said as a breastfeeding mom there are fewer options for birth control. Only progesterone birth control are recommended since estrogen may lower your breast milk supply if it is not established. For any moms out there producing breast milk, we all know it is liquid gold or any cute metaphors you might have for this magical substance that grow our little babies.
So what are the options?
1. Abstinence (but that’s no fun)
2. Condoms (High failure rate)
3. Mini progesterone birth control pill (Everyday, same time)
4. Depo Provera injection (3 months but has side effects)
5. Progesterone IUD (Long acting, reversible birth control and highly effective)
6. Copper IUD (Effective but may have heavier menses)
7. Implant (Small rod in arm)
So after at my 6 week post partum visit I opted for Depo provera injection. Why? Because it was readily available and easy for me at the time. I do, however, regret getting it. I had more side effects than I cared for and ended up having to take estrogen pills for a short time due to the hypoestrogenic effects on my body. Not everyone has the same problems but both pregnancies I had the same side effects.
After the three month period, I switched to Mirena, a progesterone IUD that is effective for 5 years. I will say it was a great decision and I am very happy about it now. The first week was a bit painful since I had cramps like a period and had vaginal spotting here and there for 2 weeks. I hope that my periods will be lighter as it is common with among most Mirena users. It’s been almost 4 weeks so we shall see how this goes. I am happy I don’t have to take a pill everyday and that my side effects are minimal. Definitely not looking to get pregnant anytime again soon.
Just too cute not to post!
His socks are clean by the way…
Winter has been very harsh on the Northeast and like many other New Yorkers, I am feeling a bit cooped up. So I decided to take a mini day trip to a water theme park with my boys. We packed up FOUR bags worth of swim trunks, change of clothes, extra diapers, towels, floaties, etc. Pretty much the works because you never know how it is with a toddler and an infant at an indoor water theme park during the winter. At one point I thought maybe we should pack a suitcase. I stopped myself because this a day trip not overnight trip. Yes, I suffer from over packing and over prepping but in the end I always think it is worth it.
So after a couple of hours driving we arrived at the Coco Key Water Park in New Jersey. It was packed! We bought our tickets and went straight to the locker room to change. Min had Ethan and I was with Dex. Ethan looked so excited when he came out and Dex, well, he could care less. It was not the balmy 84 degrees as the website promised but we made it into the water.
So here is how I will highlight the big difference between being a parent and not. I remember when I went to the water park “sans” kids. I would run up and down the slides, went to every attraction, and splash in the wave pool. I would always skip the lazy river unless it was a crazy, wave river that propelled you all the way through. I would come home tired and hungry.
This time the lazy river was the first attraction we hit. It was tame enough for both kids and Ethan loved the waterfalls. Dex was sitting on the tube looking calmly around as we floated. No waves just nice and calm. Then we headed to the kiddie pool and slide. Sadly adults can’t slide down with their kids so we would walk up to the slide then walk back down after Ethan would slide. We hung out in the kiddie pool splashing and then more lazy river. And I came home tired and hungry.
It’s funny because although we did not go for us and it was definitely for the kids, I was so happy at the end of the trip. We went and got Tex Mex for dinner. Ethan was all smiles and every time his eyes lit up during the trip my heart swelled up. I didn’t need the super fast and steep slides; I just needed to get out and have fun with my boys. My husband felt the same way. Our family time is so precious to me. Life changes with kids in ways you never expect. I end with a quote: “Being a parent is dirty and scary and beautiful and hard and miraculous and exhausting and thankless and joyful and frustrating all at once. It’s everything.” —Jill Smokler
NB. We, my husband and I, did get to check out the slides. Min went first while I watched the boys then I sneaked after. It was snack time for Ethan and nap time for Dex. In the end, we got a little excitement too.
I just concluded my first full phone conversation with Ethan. It went a little like this
Phone ringing with Diana’s number
Me: Hello Love
Ethan: Hi Daddy
Me: Oh – Hi Ethan! What’s up?
Ethan: Mommy is sleeping
Me: Oh, I see, what are you doing? Did you brush your teeth?
Ethan: No, because the monster is in there and I’m scared
Me: Well Ethan, if you see that monster again you need to kick him square between the legs
Me: Are you going to eat cereal after you brush?
Me: Ok, well make sure Mommy makes you a big bowl
Me: I love you
Ethan: I love you
It’s just one of those proud moments that I wanted to share
So Ethan hurt himself really bad on Thursday on our dining room table that we’ve owned for about the last 5 years.
It’s one of those square wooden tables from Ikea and we’ve attached those little corner bumpers when he was younger, but as he grew, he learned how to rip them off tape and all. We stopped thinking about it as nothing serious occurred and all was well.
Well, all was not well. He was running in the kitchen with Grandma, turned and bumped his head forcefully into the table. Blood was everywhere and I was in a panic. I quickly put pressure on the wound and it was deep but maybe only a centimeter long.
Regardless, I called Diana and asked if I needed to take him to our Pediatrician or the Emergency room. Needless to say, I freaked Diana out and she ran all the way home(Manhattan living, so literally ran all the way home, in boots, in the cold, through the snow and potentially Yeti’s obstructing her path)
She got home, cleaned the wound, calmed me down and affixed bandages to close the wound. After that all was OK, but my lesson learned and suggestions to those who might have been in similar situations to us.
- Don’t use the corner bumpers, they are a waste of money
- Unless corner bumpers are affixed with the same bond that attached Excalibur to the stone and your child is not Arthur
- Unless corner bumpers have the same bond that puts Thor’s hammer to the ground and your child is not Thor, or Odin or other Norse deity that may wield the hammer).
- You have a black knight steadily guarding your corner bumpers preventing them from being displaced.
- Replace your table or any other furniture with sharp corners. It’s not worth the stress or fear of what will happen to your child otherwise.
We’ve already found a nice new oval-ish table to replace our wooden table.
So I decided to aggregate all of the historic blogs and roll them all up into WordPress as it has become my preferred blogging tool over time. Some will notice that Ninjacrab is yet another blog and it is there for the pure techy notes as well as updates on the side projects.
Things I plan on documenting more here are updates on being a dad, non-deep tech stories that I find amusing and the occasional link to awesomely hilarious youtube videos I might come across.
So as for my update on being a dad, this week my grandparents (Ethan and Dexter’s great-grandparents) are visiting from Korea. Since my parents want to entertain them and Diana is so new to her new job, I decided to be a stay at home dad for the past few days and “Good googily moogily” is it difficult to watch after the kids full time. On top of that Diana is feeling a bit under the weather so after coming home from work, I still had the duty of putting them to bed. I didn’t actually shower for two days!
Admittedly, Ethan got a TON of TV time in the last few days. I’m literally parsing through my mind on how the day had gone by and where I spent my time with them. Asides from the TV time, there was some Duplo action, building train tracks and hide and seek.
Dexter was basically, clean drool, clean diapers, sing to sleep, feed milk and make goofy faces during belly time.
With all that said, the days blazed away and domestically, I basically got nothing done. I did get some night time productivity to squeeze in activities like aggregating the blogs, working on other pet projects, however showering apparently wasn’t high enough of a priority and Diana must love my manly musk.
What have I learned from this and how can I do better?
- I stayed up too late. Not treating this like a real job. Going to sleep at 2am-4am made me a terrible performing father the following morning.
- I prepared what I knew Ethan would eat. Being that I was actually in control of the entire daily schedule, I could have actually got the little guy hungry enough to want to experiment. I got him to taste an orange, but that was one meal of one day. I should have done more.
- I didn’t prepare or plan for this week like I would have on any other project. I’m not talking about blue print schematics, work flow design documents, object model diagrams and gantt charts. I literally could have just brainstormed various activities, wrote them down on preferred platform (paper or pencil would do) and then plot days to do activities.
@Ethan @Dexter I promise to be a better Dad, just give me some more time
Sleep is a precious thing and you do not know how much you miss it until you have kids. You take it for granted and fight it; coffee, red bull, energy drinks – whatever works. YOLO right? And then you have kids and you wait until you can sleep like you did in college again. Dex, who is now 5 months old, is finally sleeping longer stretches now but still wakes up for his twilight feed around 2-3am and then for his morning feed at 630am before I head off to work. I think I have gotten used to the schedule by now but by no means does it decrease my need for caffeine at 2pm. Instead I have been substituting with Mother’s milk tea with honey to give me a sugar boost and in turn, increase my breast milk supply. I used to catch up on sleep on weekends but it has now been replaced with family time with my two boys. I loved it and cannot get enough time with both of them. Ethan is growing into a little man in front of my eyes and Dex will be walking before I know it. So yes, there are my energy drink substitute now because I fight sleep to spend more time with them. My husband is just the same. He is just a deeper sleeper than me. Lucky him 🙂 So I’d like to end this blog with a quote:
“Sleep is out… tired is the new black.” – Amy Poehler
You are so spot on, Amy… And here’s what makes it all worth it