Conversation #1: in which we discover neither of us knows enough lullabies.
Facebook mum groups get a lot of flak from a lot of people. It’s easy to see why: between the endless parade of confusing acronyms, the drama over everything from sleep training to vaccinations to fluoride toothpaste, and the cringe-inducing baby butt-rash photos — not to mention the poop pictures (SWEET JESUS, THE POOP. MAKE IT STOP) — there’s […]
We’ve been having a lot of those days lately. You know those days? The ones you never thought you’d have — not in your relationship, which is exciting and stable and passionate and loving — but then you got married and had kids and jobs and dinners to make and litter boxes to clean and just […]
Last fall, Justin and I took an infant first aid course with the other parents from our prenatal group. It was the first time we’d all gotten together in months; between jobs, family commitments and the not-so-small detail that we all had newborns, life had inevitably gotten in the way. As it does. At any rate, we were all excited to see one another and marvel at how the babies had grown.
At the end of the class, someone suggested we take a group picture.