I Love My Son, But I Hate Being a Mom

I remember the moment I was looking in the mirror before my next Zoom conference with the high school staff (listening to the Calm app and applying concealer-- basically because these quarentine Zoom meetings are now my only social gatherings), and I said aloud: I love my son, but I hate being a mother.

Treat Yo’ Self: Splurge-Worthy Gift Ideas for Parents

It's 3:00 AM. You have just been awakened by the shrill screams of a tiny human. You rip away the sheets and struggle to put on your robe as you hobble your way towards the crib. Fumbling for the night light, you pick up your restless child and start to make the familiar shushing noises … Continue reading Treat Yo’ Self: Splurge-Worthy Gift Ideas for Parents

Why You Should Not Feel Guilty If You Don’t Love Your Child at Birth

I did not love my son when he was born. There were no internal fireworks or choruses of angels to signify that this child, this tiny infant, would be the subject of my unadulterated love. He felt like nothing more than a stranger. This sensation, this absence of undying love for the child that had … Continue reading Why You Should Not Feel Guilty If You Don’t Love Your Child at Birth

Reasons Why You Should Try Singing to Your Baby

I love to sing. I always have. When I was little, I used to prance around my parent's living room, singing along with The B-52s, The Bangles, Belinda Carlisle, or The Moody Blues (usually wearing bright pink rouge with a matching pink tutu). Years later, I continued to sing in the school choir and in … Continue reading Reasons Why You Should Try Singing to Your Baby

Why Being a Parent is Awesome

Parenting can suck. Really, really, suck. You don't sleep, your eating habits may be questionable, your alone time is minimal (possibly nonexistent), and you question everything. (Is now a good time to start sleep training? Is the shape of my son's head ever going to look normal? Have I chosen the right daycare? Should I … Continue reading Why Being a Parent is Awesome

Hope and Heartache: A Playlist for the Baby Blues

I live music. It symphonizes moods. The rhythm of a song can serve as a metronome for our level of adrenaline. The cacophonous or euphonious combination of instruments can mirror the conversational tones in our heads. The lyrics vocalize our truths when we lack the ability to do so. Music. Is. Therapy. And, luckily, the … Continue reading Hope and Heartache: A Playlist for the Baby Blues

Why You Should Not Feel Guilty When You Reach Your Breaking Point as A Parent

Photo by joffi You ever have that split second moment when you feel like you are ready to toss your kid into a trash can? Yep, that was me. Luckily, my husband woke up from his day-sleep (he works a 12 hour night shift), and took my son before I lost the last ounce of … Continue reading Why You Should Not Feel Guilty When You Reach Your Breaking Point as A Parent

Mantra for Mamas: Discovering Words to Support Your Search for Tranquility

Breathe in. Breathe out. Feel better? If only it were that simple. After a day of caring for an infant, it is not always easy to feel any sort of tranquility. I'll start off by saying that my son, Theo, is seriously adorable. Yes, all mothers say that...but who would actually admit otherwise? (Oh, my … Continue reading Mantra for Mamas: Discovering Words to Support Your Search for Tranquility

Bad Mama: The Internal Struggle Between Choosing Time For Yourself and Time with Your Baby

Today I was a bad mama. No, I didn't beat my child, or neglect him to the point where DCFS needs to come banging on my door. But I did neglect him. His calls to be picked up, anyway. His constant shrieks for attention. His tiny little arms flailing about, signaling to me that he … Continue reading Bad Mama: The Internal Struggle Between Choosing Time For Yourself and Time with Your Baby