updraftplus domain was triggered too early. This is usually an indicator for some code in the plugin or theme running too early. Translations should be loaded at the init action or later. Please see Debugging in WordPress for more information. (This message was added in version 6.7.0.) in /home/u108972587/domains/kamillamilligan.com/public_html/wp-includes/functions.php on line 6114I’m going through another bout of frustration and worry about breastfeeding. This one must have been brought on by our switch out of donated breastmilk to formula – we’re making one from goat’s milk. And there’s a lot going on around that: regular store trips to get the milk, wondering if we’re making it right, …
Today’s lunch: better than anticipated. I was there first, sitting with baby, and a friendly face came around the corner. We recognized each other; he brought a gift for baby which she enjoyed. It’s interesting for me to consider what I expected. I was expecting a high-powered, full-of-himself networking-obsessed status-seeking go-getter. The type of person …
So, finally something about a very important topic: body and health. Yes, I do agree that the limited time I give it on the blog reflects at least to some degree the low priority I place on self-care. Unfortunate! Since baby was born, choosing to have time just to myself has not been that important …
No alarm clock. Happy morning, midday and afternoon baby. Ripe tomato in the garden. Two long walks in one day with my family. Getting started on house clean-up. Tea. Hearing from two old friends. Filing my final EI report. Fava beans. Baby asleep by 8 on my chest. Ignoring the rest of the chores until …
I ask you: what is better than rolling around naked on your bed with a happy, fresh-from-the-bath baby? That, plus your husband cleaning up after a reno and making the back room look amazing, you say? Yes! Today I encountered quite a few things that brought me peace and joy related to the body and …
Life for the past few years has kept me in constant motion, through extremes I never would have imagined. With a move back home from the States – jobless, newly single and wiped out emotionally and physically from the strain of trying to make it on my own – I was living with my parents …