Dearest Darlingest Mom Romper, God only knows what I’d be without you, dear mom romper.  You are the sunshine of my life.  When I’m at the playground with the kids, you are there, with your trusty, pockets and your firm, beautiful inability to ever cut into my waist as I bend down to help a child up from a fall,

Dear Mom Group, Roses are red, violets are blue, when I need some mom help, I love turning to you. Seriously, you’re the best.  When I was breastfeeding and pumping, you were there like a virtual cheerleading squad even on my darkest days.  When I needed help with my supply, you were there with wisdom and advice. When I needed

Written by Candace Inge Many of us at Latched Mama are birth doulas, postpartum doulas, and lactation consultants. Personally, as a birth and postpartum doula I understand the importance of having a good support system while giving birth and postpartum. Some women may be alone at birth for various reasons, so hiring a doula ensures the emotional and physical support

If you’re looking for a little pick-me-up, these women have some wise and witty words to get you through the next nursing session, the next day, and the next sleepless night. Screenshot on your phone to scroll back to when you need them! — “If we wear our nursing covers backwards like capes, then everyone can see we’re breastfeeding superheroes.”

If there’s one thing I know about motherhood and the Internet, it’s that the two pair up with snark so very, very easily.  Give a mom a blog and the next thing you know, there’s someone who wants to rip it to shreds. There are whole websites devoted to the stuff, and while it may be akin to an ice

Look in the mirror.  Or just look down. Look at your wonderful, amazing body. Nope, no self-sabotage allowed.  I don’t want to hear another word about how your middle has gotten bigger and your hips have gotten wider.  That’s not to say that these things aren’t happening, or haven’t happened. OH THEY HAVE, if you’re a gestational parent!  Hell, even

It’s almost summer, and all you ginger-kid mamas know what that means: time to make that summer shopping trip…for sun-proofing your fragile ginger babe!  We practiced Weasleys know what’s up, but if this is your first summer with a redheaded kiddo, I — Mom to a Ginger! — am here with all the summertime carrot-topped tips you need. Sunblock. Repeat,

Dear Dads, Hey.  Hi. It’s nearly Mother’s Day, and we need to talk. Your partner might not want to tell you this, so I’m going to do you a solid and let you know. She doesn’t want you to make her breakfast in bed with the kids. She doesn’t want you to ask her what you should do for YOUR

I think a lot about how I thought my breastfeeding journey would look like, versus what it actually turned out to be.  And the more I think about it, I think about how I felt set up to “fail” — and what the word “failure” even means in the context of breastfeeding. Six weeks. That’s how old my daughter was

Parenthood is full of hard, grit-your-teeth stuff, stuff that makes you come undone, stuff that knits you into a fuller human being. This is a story of one of the smaller aspects of parenthood–not a stay-up-all-night-fretting challenge, but certainly a teeth-gritting challenge. That thing is the park. I know, I know–the park?! But have you been to the park recently?