little feet, big sky

My wonderful spouse helped out the other morning by having breakfast ready and waiting for me in the kitchen. There were Post-Its leading from the bedroom door downstairs, and a note on the stovetop explaining where everything was. He had thoughtfully set up a plate in the fridge, complete with sauteed mushrooms (my favorite), strawberries, slices of brie, a small chunk of butter, sliced tomatoes, a spoonful of cinnamon-currant peanut butter and two soft-boiled eggs. “Just add toasted bread”, the note declared. There was also a pre-poured cup of orange juice in the fridge, and a whole watermelon chopped up and in lunch-sized plastic containers. The microwave was preset for 40 seconds to reheat the mushrooms.

Needless to say, wow.

I went to the breastfeeding support group at the Pump Station on Vine this afternoon and was so glad that I did. I don’t think Spice and I are really having too much trouble, other than the constant spitting up and my worrying that it was something I ate, but it was so nice to be around other new moms going through the same things. More than I realized it would be.

The class at the Vine location is Mondays and Tuesdays at 1pm for 0-4 month-olds. The first class is free; after that, they’re $15/each. The women seemed quite diverse and there’s a lactation consultant running the meeting to answer any questions, etc. I have to admit, she did a good job of answering questions textbook-style and then opening the conversation for everyone else to offer tips or advice. It was great for encouragement and support, especially for some of the women who seemed to think their problem (ie. nursing constantly, milk supply, etc.) was theirs alone.

I was so about to tear into the spouse a couple of days ago for being self-involved and not more involved in getting ready for the homebirth when I happened to see this on his nightstand.

(In case you can’t read the full title, it’s The Birth Partner: Everything You Need to Know to Help A Woman Through Childbirth.)

Awww.

I spent the rest of the day instead telling him what a wonderful spouse he was and how much I loved him. :-)