4 Easy Steps To Mastering The Newborn Stage

Congratulations!  Now that your sweet little one is nestled into his carseat, and you are headed home from the hospital, it’s time to review some very important rules for maintaining the health, dignity, self-esteem, emotional resilience, and future intelligence of your cherished offspring. Perhaps you’ve heard that there is a “proper” way to do this…

You Know You’re The Baby When….

I used to worry that I wouldn’t have enough love to spare when my second child was born. I was wrong.  Ben came into this world with a hearty yell, and immediately I knew that he was mine.  My heart exploded, and grew wings, and turned into a butterfly that flew over rainbows and through…

Two Hands, One Heart

My son’s scream sliced through the din of the restaurant lobby.  It was a four year old’s panicked scream, the kind of scream that makes a parent’s body go cold in an instant. Max’s tiny fingers were caught in the enormous door. I keep replaying that moment in my mind.  It’s a horrifying, slow-motion movie.  We were on…

A Poem To End The Mommy Wars

It’s 10 pm in my house, and the kids are both asleep. The tiny one is swaddled, and finally breathing deep. My four year old is tucked in tight, his blanket on his head. I’m typing away by the glow of the screen, though my body is pleading for bed. You see it’s almost midnight, and…

The Fourth Trimester

My newborn son lies curled up on my chest, all ten pounds of him swathed in a pastel green swaddle blanket.  His tiny, knobby knees are tucked in tight under his chest, and he squirms and wiggles as he fights the onset of sleep.  My sweet boy with the chubby cheeks bobs his head frantically like…

Write Your Own Story

My son, these are your last few days on the inside. I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I’ve been praying away the hours, hoping that every cramp and contraction signalled that you were about to make your grand entrance.  I’ve been wishing away the days, trying to speed things up.  I’ve Googled too…

Choose Your Own Adventure: OB/GYN

Perhaps you noticed my (very public) freak-out a few days ago. The one where my OB calmly told me at 38 weeks that she was going on vacation, my baby was huuuuuuge, and she’d do me a favor by scheduling a C-section for…..today. Guess where Baby Ben is right now? Still in my belly.  Enjoying the mid-afternoon…