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True Confessions of a Stay at Home Dad
In May of 2011, I dismissed class for the last time and began a new chapter in my life, full-time dad. I taught middle school for seven years, but with two kids and a third on the way, I wasn't able to give as much time to teaching as it required, plus I wanted to spend more time with my own kids, instead of someone else's.

My wife and I have been married for nine years. She spends her days (and some nights and weekends) as an OB/GYN, or as my kids like to call it, “catching babies.”

We have three kids. First Born is eight years old, but likes to pretend she’s in college. Our son, Middle Man is five, but we’re convinced by the way he talks about things like “beautiful sunsets” that he’s an old soul, and our youngest, the Blonde Bomber is only three, but already has the attitude of a teenager.

Our kids provide us with an endless amount of stories. Writing and retelling these stories for Indy’s Child has been my part-time job for the past three years.

You can contact me on Facebook at True Confessions of a Stay at Home Dad or via email at indyschildpete@gmail.com.

A Breastfeeding Superhero

A Breastfeeding Superhero

September 20, 2012 | 05:56 AM

I'm finally thawing out the last little bag of breast milk. Today is the day. Over the the last 6 years my wife has breast fed our three kids for at least a year each. It's been quite a cycle, get pregnant, breast feed and pump/freeze milk for later, repeat two more times.

Over the last six years this has been her life.

Her job doesn't exactly make it easy for her to pump either. As a physician you can't just walk away from delivering a baby or walk out of a surgery because your boobs hurt (at least that's what I've been told). I've seen her returning pages, while pumping, I know the nurses on the other end of the line could hear the hum of the breast pump through the line. She has skipped lunch at work in favor if pumping. Her commutes in the car to and from the hospital were done with suction cups on her chest and the hum of the breast pump as the soundtrack to her drive. I'm sure she got some interesting looks at red lights too.

My guess is overall she fed and pumped close to 40,000 ounces of breast milk, just a few ounces at a time.

And the money. How much did we save by not having to buy jar after jar of formula? Easily over $5000.

That fact that a woman can feed her kids using just her body is pretty cool. It's almost like women have some sort of superpower.

Maybe there should be a breastfeeding superhero.

Certainly the costume would be a woman just wearing a nursing bra, but what about a name for this Super Woman?

Liquid Gold Girl

Latch Lady


Master of the Medela

The Mastiter Fighter

Lactator Dominator

I guess what I'm trying to say is thanks babe, I love you.



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