Veggie Fueled Mama

I am over a month into life with another newborn, and it is going MUCH more smoothly

At first, I wasn't even sure I wanted to try for a second child because I could not imagine having to share my heart

I know we are all feeling it in one way or another. The stress this pandemic is causing. I believe some of it is exaggerated (not the severity of the virus or how contagious it is), but it is serious no matter what. Some of us fear contracting the virus, either because of our own health or because of the health of our loved ones, and some of us fear the unknown, such as when we'll be able to go back to work or when we will be able to buy basic food items, like flour and rice.

Well, this is the time for milestones! A recent major one was celebrating our daughter's first birthday. Shortly after that celebration, our daughter began her transition to her new class at daycare, which is what this post is about. She was in the infant classroom for eight months, and we were genuinely sad to say goodbye to her teachers. They clearly loved her so much, and she clearly loved them so much. Thankfully, they are in the same building and are not too far away if

Since becoming a parent, more things used to stress me out than they used to. Which probably makes sense and it probably happens to a lot of parents. Those who know me know I tend to over-think things, and I try to work out every possible solution to a hypothetical problem, which genuinely makes me feel better about the situation. It drives me a little nuts while I'm working it out, but it's something I NEED to do. If I can solve the problem before it happens, I am much more

As Easter was approaching, I was inspired to write this post because Easter provides many opportunities for people to connect with animals. I'm sure we've all seen people's pictures of their kids playing/posing with bunnies or chicks for Easter photos. And, for some reason, petting zoos are a thing for this holiday, too. On one hand, using animals as income is just a terrible idea because, oftentimes, people who profit off animals care little about the animals' well-being and

This post was inspired by a text conversation I was having with one of my baby's daycare teachers, and I think it's a good follow-up to my last post, which was about not being a helicopter parent (read it here). I wrote to her and asked her if they make any art for Easter using real eggs. They make really cute art for most holidays, and I was sure they'd be making something for Easter. I figured it wouldn't involve real eggs at this point, but I wanted to confirm so I could b

For as long as I can remember, I knew that, if I ever became a parent, I didn't want to be a "helicopter parent," one who hovers over her child at every turn. That serves no purpose other than to stifle your kids' independence. I appreciated that my parents let me learn some things the hard way and they let me live my life, all while remaining involved parents. I believe I am who I am today partially because I was given the opportunity to do things myself and to experience fa

I knew from the beginning that I'd be going back to work after I had my baby. Even when I was on maternity leave and would get sad at the thought of leaving her, I knew I'd be going back. For us, that meant we'd be sending our baby to daycare. I never had any qualms about sending her to the place we chose. It's a wonderful place and the teachers there love our girl! However, always knowing that I'd be sending my baby to daycare came with also always knowing she'd most certain

Ask anyone who has had a baby if she has had any issues with postpartum self-image. If she tells you she hasn't, she's lying. There’s a deep, dark voice in all of us, and some have a quieter one than others have. But it’s there, telling you that your body will never be the same again and that that’s a bad thing. For some, that voice is a motivator that lights a fire and whips them into shape as fast as possible. For others it can become a degrading nag when they put themselve

Not every mother wants to breastfeed, and not every mother is capable of breastfeeding. Then there are breastfeeding mothers who under produce, and there are breastfeeding mothers who over produce. Lip ties, tongue ties, bad latches, mastitis, clogs, thrush, babies who won’t take bottles and don’t give their moms any freedom, and pumping for some freedom for those babies who will take a bottle. These are just a few of the common complications breastfeeding mothers deal with e