When I was expecting Little Man, I was pretty good about remembering to take my prenatal vitamins. Those big, gnarly pills ensured that my baby was getting all the nutrients necessary to grow big and strong. Right? This pregnancy, practically every time I have taken those mammoth pills, I have yakked. Strong, horrid waves of… Continue reading the Prenatal Predicament
It was bound to happen eventually. I did it to my mother, after all. It’s practically a family tradition now. Let me back up. I was in that place between sleep and consciousness, where I knew I needed to get up, but I was still relishing those last few minutes of shut-eye. Little Man was… Continue reading Well, good morning to you, too!
My son and I went on a trip last week to St. Louis, to visit my parents and friends. On our second day we visited my friend Alexandra. About a block from her house I heard Moshe coughing in the backseat. I thought to myself, “Oh, he just took an extra-big swig of water.” Then… Continue reading Being a Mommy