Living in a School Bus with a Baby: Month One

I’ll be honesP1140447t. When we got back to the bus with our new baby we were overwhelmed. We had spent 6 days in town for the birth and postpartum recovery at my parent’s house. The bus was covered in unorganized shower gifts and a weeks worth of clothes and other traveDSCF9806l necessities. Each day we struggled to do the dishes. Both of us put all of our time into baby care. That first week, it was hard to imagine that we would ever be able to do anything except change diapers and organize baby gear.

Baby refused to sleep in her cradle. In fact, she didn’t have much interest in sleep period. Then the dryer at our host’s house went out. Fortunately, I had already chosen to use quick-drying flat diapers.

Once we finally had the bus organized, I found out that I wasn’t making enough milk and baby wasn’t gaining weight fast enough. Then came a week of pumping to increase milk supply. Once again, the bus felt out of control. I’m sure it was the same kind of mess that accumulates in any home when a new baby arrives, but a small space amplifies disorder.



Mercifully, we had support. Friends brought us meals and my mom came to help. Of course, the situation improved week by week. I learned where to keep the diapers for easy access during changes. Baby learned to sleep in her cradle, at least during the night. During the day, she would in a sling or soft sided carrier. As my confidence as a baby wearer increased, I got back into my garden and started cooking with the produce.

When the bus gets messy, I am tempted to clean up before doing anything else. However, that method would eventually drive me crazy. I need to go outside, I need to write. And of course I need to sit and nurse my darling baby. I’ll be writing at least once a month about living in a school bus with a new baby! Stay tuned.


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