I'm a first-time mom, and there have been many times in the past seven months when I've wished for some type of device that could record the absurd thoughts running through my head, especially at night.
1. Stop trying to hide veggies and "healthy" stuff in other foods -- I can handle them straight up. Sure I may not devour those green leafies you put on my tray from day one, but unbeknownst to you, I'm slowly learning to like them.
According to the World Health Organization, exclusive breastfeeding is the optimal way of feeding babies for the first six months of their lives. Breast milk is packed with nutrients that a newborn needs to grow strong and healthy, and fight off illness and infection. In regions where water sources are often contaminated and medical clinics are few and far between, nothing beats breastfeeding. Yet women giving birth in one of the world's poorest regions must often overcome immense obstacles to breastfeed.
They say all kids are special. Well, if that's true, then doesn't "special" lose meaning? If every single child is special, does ordinary become extinct or nonexistent?
I never took any parenting classes. I never read any books that would prepare me to be a father, let alone the primary-caregiver-type. Much like an apprenticeship, this is one of those "on-the-job" training situations.
Parenting is, of course, the most consuming, challenging and exhausting task that I have ever involved myself in. Some days I ask: "What were we thinking???" And on the other days, I just don't ask. Speaking of "we," I readily admit that marriage is a very close second in this listing of difficult things known to humankind.
Birthday parties are something all kids look forward to. But as a parent, let's face it -- they basically suck. If your kids aren't old enough to have any opinion regarding their birthday parties just yet, consider yourself lucky. Here are five reasons to have a blow-out party for your child's first birthday.
I follow her blog. She follows mine. We follow each other on Twitter. We are Facebook friends. Our relationship is complex. She is American. I am Indian. She is Christian. I am Hindu. She eats meat. I do not. She lives in the Southwest. I live in the Northeast. Neither friends nor immediate family, we are linked by our children. She gave birth to them. I raise them.
I have three kids ages 8, 5, and 1. Each one of them has woken me up in a million different ways. But as I reflect on those many long, weary nights, and early, early, mornings, I've noticed a few trends. Here is a list.
This summer has been a summer of firsts for my husband and me. Although we have been together for 22 years, and married for almost 17 of those, this is the first time in 12 years (note: our oldest daughter is 12) where we have finally managed to make us a priority again.
I'm just going to come right out and say it. Toddlers are better than babies. Babies, while gorgeous and squishy and delicious-smelling, are basically just tiny little blobs of skin and bodily fluids and noise. Toddlers on the other hand, can be pretty cool little humans to hang out with.
Because camp isn't just a place, it's a state of mind.
There's a woman who looks like a working mother -- she has a determined walk, but SEEMS a little lost. Don't we all. I wonder if she has the secret sauce to doing this every day, 'cause I sure as hell don't. I want to ask her how she does it.
They don't know that they are showing my family what it means for a community to gather together and support each other.
Ever read any books on how to be the best mother-in-law possible? There is one rule repeated in every single chapter: Keep Your Mouth Shut. So what would mothers-in-law like their daughters-in-law to know if by chance they didn't keep their mouths shut? I asked around.
Let's be honest. If we're going to spend my husband's hard-earned money on a sit-down meal, I'm going to want to let it fully digest. That's not possible with toddlers. Let's go through the play-by-play.
A car is like a greenhouse and temperatures can rise very quickly, even with the windows open. There is no safe amount of time to leave a child (or pet) alone in the car. Children are especially vulnerable to heat-related injuries and aren't able to sweat as well as adults to cool down.
Using this approach I have been fortunate to have wonderful experiences in restaurants with my family, even when things took a "turn for the worse" with my kids. Even though it is well rehearsed -- their dining etiquette is still a work in progress.
My oldest son just graduated high school and is now embarking on the next leg of his journey that will bring him closer to real life. I have come to realize that there are so many things that I wish I could un-tell him.