From First Steps to Prom Photos: He’s Still My Baby

I don’t know when it happened. The impossibility of time passing in this quantity is unreal. I must have hit my head and gone unconscious for years. More than a decade for sure. My baby went to prom. My baby. My first born. My little, bitty, cute, glasses-wearing boy morphed into this man. A man who looked dapper in a tuxedo and was half of an amazing couple in prom photos. A bunch of our babies are playing at being adults. They’re in gowns and tuxes, eating a fancy dinner, holding what…

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Can We Talk About Penises for a Sec?

Can we talk about penises for a sec? They are central to conversations: “Did you pee? Where does it hurt? Do we still have that powder? You have to wear pants. OK fine, you have to wear underwear. Yes, it is funny when you shake it like that. Don’t shake it like that at me. Yes, awesome that you can pee in an X when you stand together around the toilet. Yes, that is team-work. Is the seat down? It’s caught in WHAT? No, I did not know it could…

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Let Them Grow: What It Really Feels Like To Miss Your Child’s Firsts

There are so many firsts in life: the first taste, first step, first grade, and the list goes on until it exhales from memory altogether. We experience life at our own pace, but everything changes when you have kids. You start doing things according to their schedule, not yours. You feed them when they want to be fed, not when it is supper time. You lay them down after they fall asleep, not always before. And when they want to become more independent, you step back and give them the…

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Semi-Lucid Thoughts of a Sleep-Deprived Mother

I haven’t slept for more than three straight hours in eight months. I’m being held together through sheer force of will, caffeine, and napping in toilet stalls. Sometimes I forget what I’m doing–while I’m doing it. Why am I in the kitchen and why is the cat in the refrigerator? Did I say cat? I meant toothbrush. Sometimes I mix up words. I have a yoga mat in my office that is only used for corpse pose. I’m mostly doing a decent job of being a person who is, you…

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Being Pregnant Sucks…But I Want Another Baby

Pregnancy is nothing like commercials suggest, with moms caressing their perfectly rounded-bellies with a look of content and utter joy. No hemorrhoids or stretch marks, or persistent nausea. Maybe that’s why it took me until my second pregnancy to admit that baking a baby for nine months is anything but bliss. Being pregnant sucks! It’s the memories of my two past pregnancies that are holding me back from having a third (much wanted) baby. Every time I begin to contemplate to start trying to have another baby these little reminders…

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