It’s been a rough start to the week, with February blowing out in a flurry of snow and ice and cold temperatures (nothing new here) and my head feeling like a drifting balloon due to the fact that I’m hyped up on Mucinex (thanks to my first big cold of the winter…woo hoo). I have …
Upon embarking on any venture in life, most of us have some kind of expectation attached to the outcome of that venture. I decided to make cookies yesterday…I expected they would be delicious. (They were.) I went to a kickboxing class last night…I expected it would kick my butt. (It did. I can barely move …
I think sometimes people (myself included) forget that even though you might have an “easy” (or a “happy” or “good-natured”) child, that same child is still entitled to her fair share of hard moments, toddler meltdowns, and general whiny-ness. And that those moments are okay. They are normal. They are part of growing up. As …
A couple weeks ago, I talked about one of my “ideal mom goals” (which was to try and take Raven outside every single day). I’m here today to share another one: My philosophy of letting her do something if she’s capable of doing it. At first, as a brand-new mom, I was obsessed with reading …
This is how I’ll measure, you I think— In trips to the orchard, in the fall. This accidental tradition–started when you were still inside me, when I still had yet to announce to the world the news of your presence, when I still had yet to feel your tiny kicks and your baby hiccups– This …
Telling people recently about my decision to quit and stay home full-time with Raven has gotten me comments from both ends of the spectrum– I’ve had moms who expressed sadness that I had to work my baby’s first year of life, who have told me that it must have been hard to miss milestones and …
I have a lot of “Mom Ideals” that I’m constantly trying to live up to: – no screen time while Raven is awake! – fresh produce at every meal! – read books to her whenever she asks! (which is all. the. time.) – have enrichment activities with her each day! While I’m definitely not 100% …
Those first few nights of being a mother, I set my alarm for every four hours out, full of paranoid panic that if I didn’t, my baby would starve while I slept, zombie-like, in various stages of new parenthood dreams. My own mother, upon hearing of this particular branch of insanity, had to reassure me …
