Feed With Love

Dear Teacher L and Teacher N, Tomorrow is Max’s first day of preschool summer camp. Of course, it’s not his first first day.  It was thanks to you that Max survived thrived during his first first day, last summer, exactly one year ago.  The baby boy who was only a few days into two years…

On Formula, Failure, and Freedom

This post is going to be about formula, which unfortunately, means that I need to start with a disclaimer.   I know that “breast is best”.  I know that breastfeeding isn’t easy, and that there are dozens of resources available to help a struggling mom find her footing in the land of boobs and milk.  I…

Thanks Time Magazine, Now Shut The Hell Up

I said I wasn’t going to mention it. For the last week, I’ve kept fairly silent on the whole “Hot mama nursing her toddler boy on the cover of Time magazine” debacle discussion. I’m not nursing a toddler. And I’m pretty confidently entrenched in my own style of Attachment Parenting, so I don’t really give…

It’s Tradition

It’s cold, in that “California Coastal Winter” way.  The kind of cold that makes you want to wear fuzzy socks and tall boots, and snuggle under a blanket and watch movies.  So we did.  But we took our boots off first. Tonight we celebrated Christmas in the Jewish way….and we (along with about 42 residents…