The Loneliness of the Parent Whose Family Lives Far Away

I’ve been writing a lot about how tired we are, and if you’re reading this, you’re either not sick of it yet or you’re getting ready to fire off a killer comment telling us to count our blessings. Either way, thanks, I guess. We do have a lot of blessings and I worry that we’reContinue reading “The Loneliness of the Parent Whose Family Lives Far Away”

Baby’s First Medical Emergency

If you know me in real life, you know that I’m a hypochondriac. One of my fears about becoming a parent was that I’d transfer this lunacy onto my child and become one of those moms who never lets her kid do anything, because germs-sharp things-dangerous machinery-heights-scary news stories. Instead, it turns out that I’mContinue reading “Baby’s First Medical Emergency”

It’s Possible That Today’s Parents Know Too Much

Let’s talk about Tylenol, and how it’s the only thing that helps Baboo when her teeth really hurt, and how we’re supposed to use it “sparingly.” Tylenol is a serious drug. Used carelessly, it can cause liver damage … and that’s in adults, who weigh more than a Thanksgiving turkey and have presumably given theirContinue reading “It’s Possible That Today’s Parents Know Too Much”

Writing Every Day When You Have a Six-Month-Old Baby

Of all the crazy things I’ve tried to do in my life, blogging every day this month while my six-month-old teethes is right up there. I can barely form a sentence with my mouthparts, never mind write things down and have them make sense to a person who’s used to getting more than two hoursContinue reading “Writing Every Day When You Have a Six-Month-Old Baby”

The Baby Isn’t Eating…

…and as a result, my husband may need to be hospitalized. Teething is painful, and not just for the baby. Apparently, sometimes when teething is happening, babies don’t eat. This is a big problem, because babies are humans and humans need food in order to live. But it’s an especially big problem for our baby,Continue reading “The Baby Isn’t Eating…”

A Bad Morning With the Mean Old Teeth

Baboo is passed out on my lap, with her head hanging over the armrest the way she prefers it. She’s always been an upside down baby, and when she’s stressed or in pain, she’ll do everything in her power to arrange herself so that her head is hanging lower than her body. Cause of stressContinue reading “A Bad Morning With the Mean Old Teeth”

Like Taking Your Car to the Mechanic

This morning, I took Katie to open office hours at the pediatrician. That’s probably not what you call it. But to be honest, I haven’t had much sleep lately, so I’m too tired to look up the real name for the walk-in hours for sick kids. I didn’t really think she was sick. I wasContinue reading “Like Taking Your Car to the Mechanic”