Erin Loechner

Juggling an active Internet career with writing, speaking, designing, and styling, Erin Loechner can be found daily at DesignForMiniKind.com, a one-stop resource for loads of pint-sized inspiration, the latest-and-greatest products, and a daily dose of mom-friendly design. She also pens DesignForMankind.com, an art/design website honored by The London Times as one of the top 50 design sites in the world. Her latest project? A newborn daughter nicknamed Bee -- her favorite design yet. Erin lives in the midwest with her film-editing husband, Ken, two adorable pups, and of course, little Bee. Follow Erin on Twitter, Facebook, Google+, and Pinterest.

Pamper Your Mom - For Less

Mother’s Day is just a few days away, and what better excuse is there to pamper your favorite mother? Luckily, Basq’s incredible line of luxurious products for the body and soul are high on our radar, specifically the “It’s A Small World” collection. Sure, we’re partial, but what mother doesn’t have the fondest of memories seeing her child’s eyes light up with wonder at one of Disney’s most classic, well-loved rides?

Bring back that lovin’ feeling this year with Basq’s exclusive “It’s A Small World” line – and better yet? The entire collection is 50% off with promo code ISWMOM50, now through May 11th. Here are a few of our favorites!:

My "Aha" Parenting Moment

I’m not often hit with life-altering realizations on a regular basis, those “Aha moments” that everyone speaks about as a precursor to change, right before they move to Nicaragua or shave their head or perhaps taste tofu for the first time.

But yesterday, I had one…

She Let Me Know

I remember the first time my girlfriend mentioned to me that her daughter had – at 13 months – transitioned into a big girl bed. My eyes widened as curiosity grew: “How did you know she was ready?”

My girlfriend smiled with a wink, responding simply: “She let me know.”

Cooking with Bee

One of my favorite things about weekends is our ability to stretch out into the day a bit more than usual. Weekdays can be frenzied and rushed, a mix of playdates and commitments and the general juggling act of dinner-on-table-in-twenty-minutes-or-less.

This past weekend, we all slowed a bit – pausing for impromptu playground swinging and flushed cheeks and dirty feet. And when the clock struck 4 p.m., I asked Bee if she wanted to come in to help me cook dinner.

baby legs on kitchen counter

Expecting the Best

I’ve lived most of my life with low expectations – always swimming below the surface, just under the radar. It’s a protective layer for me, a shield from the potential discomfort of being disappointed or swallowed by, I don’t know, a seagull or something. It’s also kept me from basking on the shore, spread out and vulnerable like a starfish in the midst of a luxurious nap. (And in these early days of baby-rearing, who doesn’t want a nap?)

But somewhere along the line, I’ve confused low expectations with zero faith. I’ve navigated parenting with a “What if?” gnat buzzing in my ear, always anticipating the worst: public tantrums and sleepless nights and stressed out spouses. And yes, these do arrive. But…

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