Month: March 2016

Art with the Littles, Vol. 3: Placemats

When stuck indoors with two busy, busy children, it can be challenging to come up with new activities that last longer than 5 minutes. This activity can be modified to be simpler or more complex depending on your child’s age, how you want to display it, and how long you want it to survive be […]

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Hanging Up the Pump

We made it! I did it, a full year of providing my son with breastmilk, even as a working mother, and I’ve officially weaned from the pump. Well, I weaned a couple months ago but I’m just now writing about it. O is over a year now and we’re nursing on demand while I’m at […]

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Daycare Decisions

This morning, I turned in the paperwork to register my son, K, for full-time daycare starting in August. As I passed the registration sheet to the director, my heart broke while I simultaneously felt a sense of relief. Come August, my son will be two years old. I’m lucky that I was allowed to bring him […]

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Mommy’s Imaginary Friend

It was only days after my second beautiful boy was born. He was so tiny, quiet, beautiful, everything the “perfect” baby should be…and yet I didn’t want to hold him. Having him in my arms felt so foreign. I wasn’t connecting. I felt sick. How can this be happening? What kind of mother am I? It had […]

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Pregnancy Announcements Still Hurt

On the second anniversary of the BFP that signalled the beginnings of my daughter, my sister-in-law shared that she was pregnant. I’ve been feeling all sorts of mixed up. I’m really happy for her, and for our extended family. I’m excited to become an aunt again now that I’m a mom myself. I am grateful that […]

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Why Am I Keeping You? (A Poem)

I entered the spare bedroom yesterday to check on you. I could barely open the door. You were still in the disheveled heap I created since I stopped using that room after night weaning. I pretend you don’t exist so I don’t have to make any decisions regarding your future. So many times I just opened […]

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Happy to Starve

This is a piece written for us by Adi, a member of the infertility, loss, and adoption community on Twitter. Adi is a 32-year-old practicing feminist and parent to O, born February 2015. Five pounds, eleven ounces, long and skinny and ravenous. When I finally held my baby, who’d been taken straight from my uterus due […]

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To My Son on His First Birthday

March 6th, 2016 This morning was just like any other morning—only, maybe you woke me a little earlier than normal. (You knew it was your birthday, didn’t you?) The sunlight was coming through the window above my bed and shining in your face as you hollered at me, demanding to be picked up, over the […]

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