Everybody always talks about the joys of those midnight rocking chair cuddles, or the little giggles, or the toes being pulled to the little mouth.  Yeah yeah yeah, cute, sure. But I feel I’ve got some joys to share with you that maybe surpass all those cliche little moments. For example… Nobody told me it would bring me THIS MUCH

I’m a librarian by day and a mom, well, all the time.  Okay, technically I’m a librarian by night sometimes too, since we have night and day shifts.  So I’m a librarian and a mom. Our house is chock-full of books, and I mean literally, there are stacks of picture books waiting for another bookshelf to be bought to house

Okay look, I don’t even have an iPad, so my three-year-old definitely isn’t getting one.  However, I understand her plight when it comes to long car trips. Looking out the window might “build character” as I keep insisting, but sometimes you want something better to do.  Once you’ve listened to the Moana soundtrack (solid!) twice all the way through and

“Do moms know everything?” my daughter asked me one day while we were driving. “Oh, they know most things!” I chirped back brightly. For a second I felt like maybe just a minor-league liar, but then, the weight of everything I didn’t know settled on my shoulders as I gripped the steering wheel. There are so many things I didn’t

All the ginger mom real-talk confessions, all the time. *cracks knuckles* Here we go. I have a ginger kid and when I signed her up for Irish dance class, I did so ostensibly because I know she’ll enjoy it, but maaaaybe also because I know how she’ll be a Poster Child for the sport. I have a ginger kid and

It’s hard to find music for children that you won’t hate listening to, and sometimes your children hate your music. Here’s some stuff that may provide a nice cheerful medium. KIDS’ MUSIC THAT DOESN’T SUCK Ms. Cacie “Wheelchairs are for Wheelies” and “The Princess Who Saved Herself” are just two song titles by Ms. Cacie, whose album “Yes Means Yes!”

I have come to the conclusion that I really suck at playdates. Who knew it was something a person could be bad at? Playing, dating, what could possibly…oh, right, dating sucks, so in a way it makes sense that a playdate might be somewhat fraught. So here we are: you, me, and this sinking playdate ship. How am I so

Spring is so close, I can taste it.  Finally!  And as my daughter gets older, leaving her babyhood and heading into full-blown childhood, sharing these little joys has become such a gem in my life.  So today, I wanted to share with you some moments that felt particularly special to me lately, in the hopes that maybe they remind you,

To follow up on my last blog post about how to win at the breastfeeding olympics, I wanted to branch out and provide some fun books to read together that lean into the olympic spirit!  (I’m a librarian and a mama, so I come by my book recommendation posts honestly!) Max and Marla by Alexandra Boiger.  This book is PERFECT

  Be kind to yourself. Be kind to yourself. No seriously, be kind to yourself.  Breastfeeding is easy for some people, and hard for others, and no matter where you fall on that spectrum, there will likely come a time when you feel pressured to hide, or pressured to skip a pump session, or pressured to just stop already even