Posted by Chaunie Brusie
There are times (rare times, admittedly) when I’m out and about alone in public and I suddenly realize–
Hey, I’m alone! No little kids around me! I could pass for your average, carefree, twenty-something young adult! I wonder if I am fooling anyone?
The truth is, I could wonder if I could fool the outside world into thinking I’m anything other than a frazzled mom, but when it comes right down to it, I think that there are always a few ways you can tell if someone is a parent, like…
Posted by Lauren Jimeson
Macks is officially on the move and crawling everywhere. The second that he started crawling, he immediately started to try to pull himself up on everything. It was a very real reminder that I need to baby proof our house and need to do it quickly.
While I’ve done all of the typical baby proofing around the house – baby gate, cabinet door latches, outlet covers – I know that I can’t possibly have my eyes on Macks all of the time, and there will be something that is not capable of being baby proofed that he will get into.
Macks’ sisters are very excited about his new milestone, and while their joy is completely justified, I also wanted to remind them that Macks is at the age where he is very curious about everything, and now that he knows he can move to get to whatever he wants, he is always moving. I’ve showed them the places in the house that we need to be careful of with Macks, but I’ve also let them help in the baby proofing.
Posted by Lauren Jimeson
I woke up on Friday morning with knots in my stomach. All of our hard work for the past week was being put to the test. Either what we’ve done has worked, or we’ve failed again at our attempts to get Macks to gain weight.
Posted by Martine Foreman
We don’t enter the world aware of our flaws. As children, we begin to believe we are flawed based on what the people around us think. First, we look for approval from those we love most. Later, we seek that approval from the outside world—our teachers and our friends. Ultimately, all our babies want is to feel like that they are fine just the way they are. Really, that’s what every human being wants.
Posted by Carmen Ordonez
My parents got divorced when I was just nine years old. I stayed close to my mom’s side of the family growing up, but my father’s side was a different story. We lost touch, which was very unfortunate.
The last memory I had of my grandmother was when I was just 5 years old. I remember her coming to visit us in Miami — she lived in California at the time. I also remember a pair of hand-knitted pink crochet socks she made for me. I was the happiest little girl with those pink socks. It’s funny how sometimes you remember the most random things.