33 Weeks: A real life telenovela

Gosh this has been a week of extremes for us. Some massive victories and some frustrating setbacks. On the food front The great After last weekโ€™s post, a few people sent me to an Estonian website where you can order freshly prepared, purรฉed, and deep-frozen single ingredient organic baby food. It turns out that they... Continue Reading →

I realized I have a superpower

As far as I could tell, the only areas I had Brian beat in the parenting department were milk production and the uncanny ability to hear Eloise waking up in the middle of the night. (Brian can sleep through anything.)

27 Weeks: What a weird time

This week has been an odd one. So many highs but also so many strange not-quite-lows. It was almost like a roller coaster of "OH MY GOSH THIS IS SO EXCITING!" to "Man this sucks -- I hope this is just temporary." This photo kinda sums up our week. Iโ€™m happy to be on a... Continue Reading →

26 Weeks: So many Roses

A week after we got Eloise's diagnosis, a wise fellow named Jeff sent Brian and I a podcast suggestion: Awesomeology (GRATITUDE) with Neil Pasricha. (Yes, for all of my [Transfer]Wise colleagues, THAT Jeff.) I was still in shock and in a deep, dark hole of grief when he sent us that fateful message. But, at... Continue Reading →

A solid start to 6 months

Last night, before I went in to feed Eloise for the final time of the day, I peeked in at Brian who was sitting in our office on the couch. With this current diet, things you normally celebrate with โ€”like cakes โ€” are out of the question. So Iโ€™d set my mind on the idea... Continue Reading →

Mom guilt 24/7

Iโ€™ve been realizing that everything I do with Eloise comes with a cost. If Iโ€™m rocking one thing, Iโ€™m failing at three others.

Week 13: She is in so much less pain

The original post in late April of 2021 in her facebook group. In general, she's feeling so much better. Iโ€™m still shocked how much less pain sheโ€™s in (Iโ€™m guessing a combo of this elimination diet paired with โ€œnursingโ€). Most feedings she still has maybe 5 minutes of crying and pain from reflux or gases,... Continue Reading →

Week 11: Wonderful and weird

This was original posted on facebook in 2021 around a month after we found out about her diagnosis. This week was both wonderful and weird At this second, most of the time I just feel like a normal mom.  Eloise is literally breastfeeding 95% of the time sheโ€™s awake these days. (And, unlike her bottle... Continue Reading →

Dreaming big for Eloise

KNOWING VS NOT KNOWING One Mom of a 17-year-old boy who has the same deletion as Eloise recently said, โ€œWow, reading your birth announcement made me realize how much more information you have at this point than we did years ago. Back then there was almost no information out there. Iโ€™m not sure if I would... Continue Reading →

Week 7: What does hope look like?

This was written on facebook about a week after we got Eloise's original diagnosis. For Eloise, Iโ€™d always thought the formula looked like this: Hope = Eloise will be a healthy โ€œnormalโ€ kid (or, well, letโ€™s face, it, extraordinary is what I was imagining since sheโ€™s ours) But it just canโ€™t look like that. I donโ€™t... Continue Reading →

Diagnosis day

Picture of a freshly-showered, hope-filled Mallory from earlier today. And a cute baby Eloise who had a wonderful, fairly calm and happy morning. Because we had no idea what was to come. Maybe we were in denial, but we never expected this.

Week 3: Our first week all together

It has been a whirlwind since Eloise finally arrived home. There is so much to update on. Learning how to make life work between Brian and I with almost no sleep. A fussy hungry baby. Our first visit to the specialist doctor. Pumping pumping pumping. And so much more.

Eloise’s first photoshoot

We brought our camera with us to the hospital. I had dreamed of weary photos of me holding Eloise, exhausted from labor, of Brian bending down next to me laying in the hospital bed, the nurse taking our first out-of-focus photos as a family. But that's not what happened.

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