I practice babywearing for a variety of reasons. I love the convenience of being able to hold your child while still having your hands free to accomplish other tasks. Laundry, for example, is a chore I often perform with a little one strapped to my back. I love how babywearing helps ease the burden of schlepping a baby around town. If you ever got caught alone with a stroller on a NYC subway, you know just how much of a pain in the ass they can be. Most of all, I love the connection fostered between myself and my kids.
The NICU is a place of dualities. The noise of the nurses milling about, babies crying and the beeping of monitors is constant; yet, there is also a strange quietness that envelopes the room. The room is warm, even hot, to the point where nursing half naked is the only comfortable option; yet, the cold sterility of the highly medicalized environment is palpable in every pore of your body. While in the NICU, the heart is both filled with deep sadness for those babies that are struggling to survive and ready to burst with joy as it witnesses the resilience of these tiny humans. Continue reading →
My first pregnancy fell during the months of March through November, meaning the bulk of it took place during the spring and summer. My current pregnancy began in August, and, if all goes well, will result in another healthy baby some time in April. This has meant lots of time being pregnant during the fall and winter.
Having now endured pregnancy during every season, I thought I would compare spring/summer (warm season) and fall/winter (cold season) and determine when is the better time to be knocked up.
They sleep well at an early age, rarely cry, nurse well or tolerate any type of formula and are pleasant around everyone. These are just some of the ways to describe what many would consider “good” babies. Such other words as easy, calm or unfussy are often tossed around, but they all mean the same thing. They are used to talk about those perfect babies that make us question why our bundles of joy are not such a joy after all. Continue reading →
The American Academy of Pediatrics recommends nursing for at least one year, the World Health Organization bumps it up to two, but these are just numbers if you have no real life examples of women adhering to or even exceeding those guidelines. Continue reading →
I took the Lamaze classes, read “What to Expect” and knew every freaking fruit my developing fetus was becoming. But, apparently, I missed the memo on what new moms are supposed to do, and it is time to come clean. Continue reading →
When my son grabbed “What To Expect When You’re Expecting” off of the bookshelf the other day, I thought, is he trying to tell me something? I mean, he is nearly one year old, sleeping in his crib (albeit not quite through the night) and becoming more independent everyday. Continue reading →
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