Tag Archives: BAB

Self-care is definitely one of those things that is easier said than done. Even the most well intentioned people set out to make time for themselves and create a healthy mind and body, but still fall short at the mercy of this pressure cooker called motherhood. It’s really easy to tell people they need to take care of themselves, it’s …

You tell me that I’m precious, but yet you disagree, when mommy dares in public, to give her breast to me. You tell my mom to cover as I attempt to feed, a selfish proposition, discomfort guaranteed! You point her to the toilets, say do your feeding there, a germ infested bathroom, so nice of you to care! To you …

It can be difficult to put your trust in a natural process when we are bombarded with messages that we need formula, schedules and parenting books. Question everything except your instincts. The truth is, the experts are you and your baby. You can become an expert in understanding your baby’s cues and meeting the needs they are expressing when you block out all of the”advice” …

I have had my moments. I would say that sleep and nighttime parenting have been my last frontier of gentle parenting. It is my most challenging. I was sleep trained as an older baby; it didn’t work. I remember being awake in my room alone for hours as a small child; terrified of being alone, but also afraid to call out. …

What are you struggling with right now? Milk supply? Mastitis? A nursing strike? A biting baby? A horrible mother-in-law? Money problems? An energetic toddler? Sleepless nights? Whatever it is that you are struggling with is small compared to what you have been through. You are a mother. Does it get any cooler than that? Any braver, any more resilient, any …

Today on our way to the park, Jack sees a truck down the street and says “duck!” This is what he always says when he hears, sees or even senses a truck nearby. Today there’s a whole construction scene going on, as is typical in Chicago anytime it is not –20 degrees. I say, “Oh yeah, there’s a truck!” and …

I never knew poop could make me so happy, relieved, anxious, scared and confused. Poop has always been pretty straightforward to me. As with so many things, Jack has taken poop to a whole ‘nother level. I think about his poop multiple times a day; I wait for it; I am excited when I see him stop in his tracks …

My husband recently told me about an article he read on how Facebook users were found to be more depressed than non-Facebook users. The conclusion was that people on Facebook only post the “good times”: the vacations, the smiling photos, the funny status updates. The article explained that this makes people feel alone in their negative experiences because they feel …