It was my first day of summer break, and I had come down with an awful upper respiratory infection. It was the hubbub of end-of-the-year academic stress, much of the thankless parts of our jobs as teachers. I was also grieving the death of a recently lost beloved colleague that had created the perfect storm of pathogens. I had let my anxiety and depression get the best of me again as it sometimes does, and I was drained physically and emotionally. At least today I had managed to brush my teeth.
“Oh My, Diapers! Cloth Diapering 101 for Busy Parents Who Don’t Have Time for (Bull)sh*t”
So, you’re on the fence about cloth diapering? One of my husband’s reservations about cloth diapering when I was pregnant with my first-born was, let’s face it, the P word: Poop. Baby shit. I mean, whether you end up using disposables or not, it’s going to get everywhere–on your hands, their clothes, every horizontal surface within a 10 foot radius, no matter what you do! So, with that out of the equation, you might as well cloth diaper. Not only is it more cost effective for your family, but it’s better for your baby and the environment.
“Multi-Tasking with an Infant: The Joys of Babywearing and Sh*t”
I’ve been on maternity leave for a couple of months now. I send my oldest son (an almost three-year-old egotistical, articulate, wildly narcissistic comedian) to daycare most days and don’t even feel guilty about it anymore. This allows me to be a better mama because I get to devote all of my time and loving energy to my newborn daughter while my son gets to thrive, learn, and be challenged without my constant nagging. This also leaves me with an infant who adores being held…all the time.