One bright morning in May, I woke up with the baby next to me and realized something horrible. I was trudging along in the new-mommy game and just as I thought I have gained some ground, in came this like a cold bucket of water: my three-month old caught his first cold. Oh my God, I cannot for the life of me understand how or why that felt like the greatest tragedy. Read More →

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Breast feeding is a loaded word. Those who do are labeled ‘lactivists’ and those who don’t are labeled ‘lazy’ or even worse, ‘bad mothers’. Unfortunately arrogance and a feeling of superiority come naturally and easily to many of us.  The idea that ‘if I can do it so can she’ has sadly pressured  many mothers to actually lie about it and pretend to breastfeed while their baby is on the bottle- only to escape harsh judgment. Read More →

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This post is not for you, and you, and you. It’s scary and quite depressing.

It is about child birth, so if you are the squeamish type, please close this window and go paint a rainbow or think about mangoes and long afternoon naps. Plus this post is super long. Even longer than it takes my baby to swallow one morsel. That’s like five eternities. So plant that butt right there. Read More →