Dads: so much more than “the fun ones”

Fatherhood looks so different from one family to the next, but if there is one annoying generalization most moms can agree on it’s that their partners are just the “fun ones,” or, the “babysitter dads.”  Continue reading “Dads: so much more than “the fun ones””


We can calculate our pregnancies, but not our babies

There’s an app for everything from tracking our fertility, comparing our growing bumps to weird fruits and vegetables, and timing our contractions during labor. Then after we have the baby, the temptation to calculate only continues with apps for logging nursing sessions, sleep patterns, wet diapers, and more. So. many. logs.  Continue reading “We can calculate our pregnancies, but not our babies”

On Parenthood: two months old

This second month has been mostly about me. Physically, I have recovered from childbirth, which has given me the energy to step into motherhood without the crutch of others’ help. It has been a whirlwind of an adventure that has deepened my one-on-one connection with him. The way he grips my finger and melts in my arms because I’m his mama is an insurmountable love.  Continue reading “On Parenthood: two months old”

Moms: we are contradicting ourselves

Moms, we need each other. We need someone who understands what it is like to live on cold coffee and rows of oreos during breastfeeding binges. We need that person who we can text at 3 a.m. to keep us going through those late-night feedings, and who totally understands what we mean when we call our kids assholes without worrying that they will call Child Protective Services. We need each other because we get each other.  Continue reading “Moms: we are contradicting ourselves”