We all know that Date Night is an essential element to keeping the romance burning during these early child-saturated years. But I’m sure I’m not the only one who gets exhausted just thinking about going on a dinner date. First there’s the ground work involved – making a meal for your kids, carefully writing out or relaying bedtime instructions, laying out their pajamas, diapers…
I remember so clearly the day a stranger stopped me to compliment my parenting. I had just parked the car and was skipping over to get one-year-old Quinn out of her carseat. I had a big grin on my face and I was humming a merry tune. I threw open her door, tickled her toes and said “We’re here little…
I will never forget the way it felt to finally let a little me back into my life. It took almost a year from the time my first baby was born. Quinn was an all-consuming baby, from newborn colic and nursing struggles to restless nights and teething drama. I was bone tired and had been in survival mode for as long as…
You think I would know by now, after about ten zillion hours logged parenting these three kids. But it still takes me by surprise almost every time. The past five days with my five month old have been rough. She’s been really restless in bed, waking up in the middle of the night chattering, whimpering and rolling around. She’s been fussy during…
I am so close I can almost taste it. To having a baby with three (somewhat predictable) naps. A baby who can sometimes nap without being on me. A baby who can sit up on her own but can’t yet get away from me. A baby I can wear on my back, leave on her tummy for a minute, sit next to me on the carpet…
It’s impossible to understand how scary it is until it happens to you. There you sit, staring at the door, huge bag fully packed, tiny newborn in your arms wearing her seventh clean outfit of the morning. You finally made it happen. So why can’t you walk out that door?
I was born three weeks before my due date. My sister also came well before her due date. It never occurred to me that I would be pregnant weeks after my due date. But I did it– twice.
I always knew what I feared most about parenthood: sleep deprivation. No question. I was truly terrified, and it seemed like no amount of preparation could save me from the inevitable fog of exhaustion and misery.
More chaos, more fun and more diapers. You’ve probably heard about all of that. But what does it actually feel like to add another person to your family?