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Fathers, to my postpartum wife

The art of fathering comes from experience and through modeling from the nurturing skills of mothers before us. When you and your partner work together from the moment of conception (i.e., attending childbirth classes together, interviewing care givers like doctors/midwives) till the baby is growing and needing both of your time, your mothering is easy and your marriage grows stronger. 624 more words

Health

Maybe It's His Cheeks

Just what is it about little boys? Before I had E and was head over heels with my little Haley, I had many women who had little boys tell me, “There is just something about little boys”. 926 more words

General

Summer Rerun: They tell you, "It gets easier." They lie

So there she is, stumbling down the block—walking circles around the playground—sleepwalking through the mall. The mewling baby inside a sling—a car seat—stroller. Glassy eyes, cause she hasn’t slept more than 45 minutes—no wait, two days ago, she got three hours in a row, score!—in four months. 1,446 more words

At Least Mildly Sappy

The Mama wars....

“I’m not a parent, but let me tell you something about raising kids…” Haven’t we all heard this one before? Raise your hand if you are sick of know-it-all non-parents adding their two cents in to your parenting disaster. 492 more words

Family

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New Mom

New Moms: We Are Here for You

Leah McLaren, a columnist for the Globe and Mail (our national newspaper), wrote an open letter to the wife of Peter McKay (Canadian Justice Ministry). McKay has been embroiled in a scandal regarding leaked emails he sent to his staff for Mother’s and Father’s day: 364 more words

Reflections

Maybe If I Would Have Breastfed The Boy, He Would Be Eating His Own Fucking Food

When my son was born at 31 weeks, he was the third tiniest little baby in San Diego Naval Hospital’s Neonatal Intensive Care (NICU) Unit. He was also the skinniest little kid too, with big eyes to match his big appetite. 723 more words