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Jennifer Grassman

Recording Artist + Author + Mommy

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April 2016

Caring For Baby Gwynevere with Texas Children’s Hospital

I’ve talked about this quite a bit on my Facebook page, but the last five weeks have been such a whirlwind that I haven’t sat down and tried to write anything more detailed about Tiny Gwynevere and her scary health issue.

It was Easter Sunday and we’d just gotten home from church. I was getting lunch ready and Jason was changing Gwyn out of her cute little Easter dress and into a cozy little onesy.

That’s when he saw it. Our beautiful, perfect, easygoing baby had a mass the size of a large marble in her neck. You could see it clearly when she turned her head, and it looked purplish. Continue reading “Caring For Baby Gwynevere with Texas Children’s Hospital”

Exercising & Getting Back In Shape After Pregnancy & C-Section

I’ve been working out with a personal trainer this past week. As someone who wears my stress in my neck and shoulders it’s been so helpful! Plus, having 3 babies in 4 years does some horrid things to your back, hips, and abs. Continue reading “Exercising & Getting Back In Shape After Pregnancy & C-Section”

Mommy Sleep vs. Newborn Baby, Poopy Diapers, & An Oral-B Electric Toothbrush

Guess who woke up at 4:00 AM bright eyed and bushy tailed? My one month old baby daughter, that’s who. Now, usually she wakes up to nurse at 12 AM, 3 AM, and 5 AM. This morning however, she awoke with big blue curious owl eyes, and refused to settle down again. I’m pretty sure if she could talk we’d have had a serious heart-to-heart. Something was definitely on the Little Birdie’s mind. Continue reading “Mommy Sleep vs. Newborn Baby, Poopy Diapers, & An Oral-B Electric Toothbrush”

A Conversation Between A Newborn & Her Mommy

“Mommy, please hold me,” the newborn said. “I have never been alone, and I don’t like it.”

“Oh darling,” Mommy said, “You’re never alone. Sometimes I have to set you down so I can take care of your big sisters, or make lunch, or take a shower, but Mommy is always nearby.”

“But Mommy,” the tiny baby insisted, “I need to hear your heartbeat. I’ve heard it all my whole life, and now I only hear it when you hold me very close.” Continue reading “A Conversation Between A Newborn & Her Mommy”

A Time Of Transition

I’m in the process of transitioning my identity. I know, I know, that sounds really extreme. But I can’t think how else to describe it.  Continue reading “A Time Of Transition”

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