Saturday Nights With Children

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Six months ago our family began having “Movie Night” once a week.

We started doing this to try to feel more connected as a family by having our own special traditions. On “Movie Night” we eat popcorn and ice cream for dinner and watch a kid-friendly movie. We do it on either on Friday or Saturday night and it has become the highlight of our weekend. We usually pick out the movie several days in advance and hype it by talking about it all week and sometimes watching previews on YouTube. Then we go to the grocery store and let our four-year-old son, Wolfy choose the ice cream. I’ve eaten more strawberry ice cream this year than I care to admit. Continue reading “Saturday Nights With Children”

Giving Up Control of the Halloween Costume

Halloween is my favorite holiday. I love making costumes and I love candy. What more does a person need?

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Then this year, my almost-four-year-old son decided he wanted to be Daniel Tiger, the main character on the PBS Kids show that replaced Mr. Rogers. If you know me, you know I hate Daniel Tiger. Sometimes, I actually feel sort of bad because Daniel Tiger is so nice but I just hate him so much. He’s like the guest you don’t want to invite to your party because he annoys you but he really hasn’t done anything that terrible so you feel obligated to include him and of course he shows up EVERY DAMN TIME.

So when my son, Wolfy, said he wanted to dress as Daniel Tiger for Halloween, I just nonchalantly said, “Sure.”  But secretly, I was hoping my son would end up changing his mind.

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Our Bodies Are Not ‘Meant For’ Childbirth

Our bodies are meant for this.

This innocent-sounding phrase is everywhere. You read it in novels. You hear the instructor in childbirth class repeat it again and again. And it’s all over on social media. It’s something women say to other women because they think that it is encouraging and helpful. Maybe you’ve even said it yourself because you were trying to reassure your pregnant friend that everything was going to turn out all right. Childbirth is scary so if you believe that we as women are “meant for this” maybe the whole thing will seem easier, but really that sentiment doesn’t help at all.

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Ditch the Breastfeeding Cover!

Ladies, can we all just agree on something? It’s time to ditch the nursing cover!

You know the ones I’m talking about; they look like a strange miniature apron. And they even come in different colors and patterns so you can coordinate them with your outfit. To use one, you sling the string around your neck and then you all that excess cloth is supposed to cover up both your breast and most of your baby. You sit under this contraption, looking sort of awkward and embarrassed, while your baby has a meal with his or her head covered. It’s a win-win, right? Wrong.

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The Baby Stage Goes By So Fast

pair of baby girl shoesA few days ago, I went over to my friends’ house to meet their new baby boy. Since having my own babies, I can really appreciate how lucky I am to have a chance to visit during the first few weeks of a baby’s life. I feel so lucky whenever friends or family let me in on this intimidate time.

The new mama is often hurting in delicate areas and the new dad is often overwhelmed. I can appreciate just how much effort it is to put a happy expression on your face when you are really a weepy ball of hormones that is also leaking milk. You know that you are really in the category of ‘close friends’ when new parents ask you to come over and spend a few hours with them and their new little one.

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It Goes By So Fast

pair of baby girl shoesA few days ago, I went over to my friends’ house to meet their new baby boy. Since having my own babies, I can really appreciate how lucky I am to have a chance to visit during the first few weeks of a baby’s life. I feel so lucky whenever friends or family let me in on this intimidate time. The new mama is often hurting in delicate areas and the new dad is often overwhelmed. I can appreciate just how much effort it is to put a happy expression on your face when you are really a weepy ball of hormones that is also leaking milk. You know that you are really in the category of ‘close friends’ when new parents ask you to come over and spend a few hours with them and their new little one.

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Reclaiming Our Bed- A Family’s Quest for Sleep

We are a family of accidental co-sleepers. We didn’t set out to share our bed with our children but we didn’t exactly try to stop it from happening either. My husband and I don’t have any ideological beliefs about bed-sharing or refusing to bed-share with our children. We are simply two adults that just want to get as much rest as possible.

We are desperate for sleep.

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Hope In Moderation: My Experience with Fertility Doctors (Guest Post)

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I have been a responsible person all my life. I have always made sure to take my vitamins and drink enough water. I work out and I pay bills on time and I get my oil changed on the recommended schedule. My house plants are watered, my dishes are clean, and all my emails are relegated to pertinent folders.

It took me a long time to accept that I might be infertile.

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Hope In Moderation: My Experience with Fertility Doctors (Guest Post)

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I have been a responsible person all my life. I have always made sure to take my vitamins and drink enough water. I work out and I pay bills on time and I get my oil changed on the recommended schedule. My house plants are watered, my dishes are clean, and all my emails are relegated to pertinent folders.

It took me a long time to accept that I might be infertile.

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A Survival Guide for Introverts Parenting Small Children

Recently I saw a thread on social media in which other introvert-parents were lamenting how they never get to be alone anymore. One of the people on the thread hadn’t been home alone for over a year. She said that since her baby was born, her only time to herself was during her commute to work. Ouch.

I just want to tell this woman and anyone else that never gets time to yourself: I’ve been there and it wasn’t healthy for me.

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