Baby Category Archives

There Is A Toddler, And There Is Me

I didn’t know I wasn’t really a baby person until I spent a year with one. I love NS, obviously—everyone loves their own babies—but babies are tedious little creatures sometimes. They’re in there, but the humanity is sketched broadly and …

Portraits of a Mother I Could Be

I have a bike trailer and the kid, inside the trailer, has one fist inside a stainless steel container filled with organic dried apricots. We are riding along the lakeshore, me in a pair of performance sport sunglasses, the kid …

Schrodinger’s Siblings

There is a moment happening in my life right now, where I feel the tug of a second baby. But it’s not what you think. It’s the space where the tug should be, and I am aware of its absence. …

The Tiniest Things: Twelve Months

NS, you are one year old! It is amazing—maybe all years have felt this elastic, like a single day stretched out over a year, or a year compressed into a day. Maybe my memory has always been this layered, where …

Selfish

We are on minute 54 of screaming right now. Fifty-four minutes of screams of various pitches and modulations. Sometimes, there’s a rattling sound, when a bit of snot gets lodged in his nose. Otherwise, it mostly just sounds like shrieking. …

Dance Babies Dance

I love dancing. I’m not amazing at it; I can shimmy my hips and stomp my feet, but I’m no fluid angel of light-borne energy or anything. But I genuinely love it. When I started to do some soul-healing a …

The Tiniest Things: Nine Months

Because things change so fast. Things I want to remember about these days include: // He loves Tupperware! I give him a big container filled with lids and smaller containers, and he can spend a good fifteen minutes tossing everything …

The Mama Syllabus 2

More links to amazing pregnancy, birth, and parenting stories!   My Brother’s Pregnancy and the Making of a New American Family Time magazine Writer Jessi Hemple tells the story of her brother Evan’s pregnancy. Sixteen years after he began his …

Trauma: A Love Story in Three Parts

Birth The birth is a disaster, as births often are. It begins slowly and stretches for days. When I tell people this later, other new mothers make a hissing sound, a sharp inhale between bared teeth, the international sound of …