It’s really strange to know for certain that your child will be born the next day. After weeks of hoping we could get this baby to flip or wondering if I’d go into labor on my own, it became clear the night of July 9th that one way or another, the baby was going to…
The space between
When Sebastian was two years old, he still slept in his crib. We gently laid him down after his bedtime routine, and lifted him out into a hug in the morning. He wore diapers full time. He used a pacifier to help him sleep. He needed our help to get dressed and put on shoes….
Shortchanged?
I was at a park the other day when a friend told me she was thinking more seriously about having a second child, and wanted to know: Do you feel like, with two, you’re able to spread yourself around enough, or do you feel like you’re always shortchanging one or the other? Really, really good…
Theo, the late bloomer
You begin hoping – and, perhaps, praying – that your child is developing normally from the moment you see two lines on the stick. At first, there aren’t too many clues: a blob on an ultrasound that your OB tells you looks great, a racing heartbeat, the constant weight gain, perhaps a blood test or…
He’s almost three, you know
When Sebastian was three months old, a dear friend came to visit along with her almost three-year-old. The two ages seemed (and were) worlds apart. I was astonished, for example, at the completely understandable sentences my friend’s daughter could say. It was hard to imagine my little proto-human ever being like this walking, talking, little…
