Nursing a Two Year Old

Jan 26, 2015 by

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My youngest and most likely my LAST baby turned two this weekend. TWO! As in she’s a toddler and not even a baby anymore. That’s her above, nursing her baby doll. Monkey see, monkey do. At two years old, she’s still nursing at bedtime every night that I’m home. I told myself, and her that we’d probably stop when she turned two. But on the eve of her second birthday, I asked her if she wanted to be done nursing and she said no. And I feel the same way. There is nothing wrong with the arrangement we have now. I in no way feel tied down or like my body isn’t my own. She knows we only nurse at bedtime and rarely asks to nurse during the day. She’s never pulling at my clothing in public and she doesn’t bite me.

Discussing Race with Children

Jan 19, 2015 by


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On this day to honor Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. and all he did to advance equality for all, I confess, I have no idea how to talk to my kids about race. We’ve been reading “Same, Same but Different” for as long as I can remember and my older daughter can often be heard explaining unfamiliar situations by saying, “it’s because we’re all a little different.” But I have never had a flat out conversation about race with her or even mentioned any specifics beyond saying that just like we have different hair colors, we also have different skin colors. I’ve spoken to her about wheelchairs, missing limbs, eye glasses, moles (mine), hair color, sign language and other things she’s asked about. I have no problem telling her that sometimes women marry women and sometimes men marry men, people can love whoever they love, regardless of the color of their skin or their gender. We’re all a little different and that’s what makes us special. I usually take a follow the child approach to things like this and when I’m asked I don’t lie (except for Santa) and am as honest and open as I feel she can handle at that age. My girls know the correct names for all of the private parts. I feel strongly that this is important. They know that mommies and daddies make babies and that some babies are adopted. They know how babies are born.

Moments That Shape Us Don’t Have To Be Moments That Define Us

Jan 12, 2015 by

Parenting is a roller coaster of emotions. Moments of pure joy and contentment are what every parent (and person) yearns for. But there are also moments of fear, regret and shame that will stay with us forever.

We were alone in a hotel room in a foreign country, my 2 year old and I. I was missing out on a soccer game because it was late and you just don’t take 2 year olds to nighttime soccer games in foreign countries. I don’t remember much about the actual situation. I’m guessing she was whiny and probably wouldn’t sleep. I’m sure I was exhausted from traveling with a toddler. I’m guessing I was resenting that I didn’t get to hang out with the rest of the adults. We were on the bed and she was playing with the plastic Do Not Disturb sign. Her arm flung back and then forwards towards my face, the plastic of the sign hitting me right between the eyes on the bridge of my nose. The pain was blinding. I immediately overreacted.

This Year: Resolve to Make More Love

Jan 5, 2015 by

I realized as my alarm went off at 3:10am on January 1st that I had not made any resolutions for this year. I was up early because I had a plane to catch that would bring me and my family back from Florida to our real life in Connecticut. It’s time to jump back into the grind. Since becoming a mom, I’ve made some pretty elaborate New Year’s resolutions. However, I did stop calling them resolutions (i.e. – giving something up) and took a more positive spin by calling them “hopes.” They usually resolved around doing more things for myself (yoga, date nights, reading), for my kids (being more present, yelling less) or for my environment (recycling, composting, gardening).

Reusing Christmas Cards

Dec 29, 2014 by

I used to struggle with how to display Christmas cards. I used to hang them over a piece of string or fishing line. A large portion of them are photos cards these days, so you can’t hang them like that or just stand them upright somewhere. I found this holder on double triple clearance somewhere several years ago and have never looked back. I love seeing it get loaded down with cards as we inch closer to Christmas morning. I love seeing all the smiling faces of my friends, their kids and their pups.

But when the holidays are over, it seems like such a shame to just toss (or recycle) all of these beautiful cards. Here are a few ideas for reusing Christmas cards with your kiddos.

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