The combination of hormones and excitement forced me to buy umpteen pregnancy books that caused me anxiety for most of my pregnancy. Other than the few times I referenced them for help with weird uterus pangs and a description of "the mucus plug," the stack...
Let’s face it, some parents aren’t gourmet chefs, let alone halfway decent cooks, so when it comes time for solid foods, many of us (and yes I’m raising my hand, here) struggle with the guilt that comes with feeding the kid pears out of a jar. Enter...
With all the paintings, knick-knacks, and brightly colored toys in my daughter’s room, it’s a wonder she can actually sleep. Combine that with the busy crib bedding patterns that most stores sell, and it’s overstimulation central in there. Instead of...
As I prepare for the arrival of #2, the memories of newborn-domare sneaking back up on me. I distinctly remember bumbling around in the wee hours of the morning trying to change a diaper and resnap the dreaded baby onesie as quickly as possible so not to lose any...
Topping my list of things they really should teach you in your birthing class but don’t (and it’s a long list, believe me) is the variety of afflictions affecting your nether regions, post-baby. Who knew it would be like giving birth all over again! So...
While I became pretty handy atslipping and snapping my daughter into her onesie, I have to admit that I still had trouble getting those tiny baby clothes over her gigantic head without a few decent tugs. And really, at 2am who needs the extra trouble? So for the...
What kid doesn’t love Play-Doh? Let me clarify: What kid doesn’t love to eat Play-Doh? Hey, I’m all for it, except for the fact that I have no idea what the "secret ingredients" are that’s used to make it those lovely neon colors....
While my home has seen its fair share of battery-operated toys that never want to turn off, I’m proud to admit that my daughter prefers her cute little handmade cloth block my godmother made for her first birthday. If your kids don’t have a handy...
I listened to my mother when she told me, "Never underestimate the power of the rattle." However, after three plastic shakers and a stuffed bunny that sounds like it’s filled wtih a couple grains of rice, I was still faced with a screaming baby. I wish...
It seems that along with my bright wit and sparkling personality, my daughter has inherited my sensitive skin. And while I have found a few products that suffice, sufficing isn’t good enough when it comes to my girl.That’s why I’m delighted to have...
