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I was a few months postpartum when my husband bought me a month of unlimited yoga. It sounded great, but my initial thought was āhow can I possibly leave my baby to go do this?ā But I knew I had to.
I had been to yoga a few times before and nothing about it really stuck. I was more accustomed to running off my problems. Sitting with them was never something that seemed desirable. More
This past week my family and I celebrated my 28th birthday. One of the reasons it was so enjoyable is that this year Iām really settling into feeling content with my life and not feeling like I need or want anything at all. Just being with my family was more than enough and I was quite happy to have just a few practical gifts, useful things for my home and business, just the way I wanted it to be. No muss, no fuss.
But there was one thing that got me down: my 3-year-old daughter got presents, too. More
Stumble out of bed with one eye open. Locate middle of the night pee and do a mediocre job cleaning it up with a towel.
Beg your toddler to get dressed while making at least three more empty threats. Say āno you cannot wear your bathing suit to schoolā no less than 12 times and commence yoga breathing techniques.
Settle on an outfit thatās only sort of insane looking and tell yourself you donāt care what anyone thinks — your child is a creative genius. More
As the mother of a 3 year old, everywhere I go people are asking when Iām gonna pump out the next kid.
āI donāt knowā I reply, āMaybe sometimeā¦ maybe never.ā
Maybe, none of your business, I feel like saying. To me, having another baby is such a personal decision and itās not something I take lightly. It often feels borderline invasive that so many people (who arenāt close friends or family) are interested in the shape of my family unit. What feels even stranger is that so many people I’ve encountered vehemently disagree with parents making the informed decision to have only one child, no matter what that familyās circumstances or how that family came to be in the first place. More
I hate to say it like this, but when it comes to how kids should be brought up, opinions are definitely like ass holes (everyoneās got one). More
Personally, I have long thought of the tradition of Thanksgiving as being a bit, well, ass-backwards. More
Before I had my daughter, I didnāt have a vision of how the birth would go. I didnāt know how much pain to expect or how long it would take until it was time to push, but there was one thing I was pretty sure of — that how I chose to labor would be left up to me. Birthing a child is the most primal thing on the planet and barring any complications, I would do it with as little intervention as possible. Thatās how nature intended and I didnāt feel the need to be comfortably numb during something so earth-shattering. Then, I stepped through the hospital doors on a cold January night and found out that these days, they do it a little differently than I imagined. More
A few months ago, I made a mistake. I let my child watch The Little Mermaid. While we generally only watch a half an hour of TV on a rainy day if ever, I was working on a deadline and I made this one error that Iāll most likely regret for a long time to come. More
