When I first began thinking about what it would be like to be a parent, part of my vision involved close family dinners. Laughter, passing second helpings around, maybe some classy-funky French music playing in the background. Charming. Delightful. Something that we would look forward to each night. You can see where this is going, right? I hate family dinners

I gave birth to my second baby about five months ago. Before he was born, I knew I would be re-entering the world of breastfeeding. I breastfed my daughter until she self-weaned at 18 months and have wonderful memories of our breastfeeding bond. The thing is, breastfeeding didn’t necessarily start off easy for me the first (or second) time around.

Bassinets are big business. Ask any mom-to-be what she has on her baby registry, and she’ll likely have some variation of such portable sleepers topping her list. But not all bassinets are created equally- and apparently, the FDA agrees. The SNOO Smart Sleeper is an automated bassinet that promises to reduce crying, increase sleep, and claims to be the safest

When I first became a foster mom, one of the first things I learned was that we weren’t allowed to post photos of our foster kids on social media. No Facebook, no Twitter, and definitely no Instagram.  At first, I thought this sucked. I mean, let’s be honest, a good chunk of modern motherhood is sharing mom moments on Instagram,

Certain milestones in life are full of magic and wonder. Your first Christmas snow, driving through a vacant parking lot in your parent’s Volvo, and the day your baby finally starts sleeping on a somewhat consistent schedule. It’s no secret that society is obsessed with all things baby sleep; why they don’t sleep, how to make them sleep, what to

Tia Mowry, who is presumably best known for her role in the classic Disney Channel hit series “Sister Sister,” has been goals ever since she first rocked her fearless 90s fashions on the small screen. These days, however, Tia has hung up her stylish hat collection and can often be found rocking her fabulous mom bod instead- and we are

Spring has sprung y’all! Pollen is in the air, the rainy days seem endless, and stores have stocked-up on pastel-colored clothes that look atrocious against my olive skin. Despite these minor inconveniences, I still consider spring to be one of my favorite seasons. It’s a time for egg-hunting fun, potato-salad fueled family gatherings, and emotionally terrorizing your child for the

Being the mom of littles is hard. Having tiny people be so dependant on you for every bite of food, trip to the potty, scrub in the shower and beyond is a bit exhausting, and can sometimes leave us yearning for the days our children become more independent. Or at least it did- until we saw this commercial. The good

Sometimes I look at my son and think, when will you ever grow older? The question — a wish, a desperate plea inside my mind — comes at the end of the day, when my patience has been spent, when his toddler self will accept nothing, and he’ll flail angrily no matter the situation at hand; a fork given when