I recently saw one of my best single girlfriends (shocker!) and of course, Sophie was in tow. Magically, she sat quietly and played with her toys while I lived vicariously through my friend’s exciting, unpredictable life. (She goes on vacation! She goes to restaurants! She gets dressed and leaves her apartment with nothing but a … Continue reading
I don’t like to admit when I’m wrong. Before I entered the baby sphere, people told me all sorts of things. I took their words of “wisdom” with a grain of salt, as I do with most advice, instead knowing that our baby would be different. Our baby would sleep by herself through the night from birth. Our baby would never … Continue reading
Sometimes, I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing. And this doesn’t just extend to parenting. I often think this as I put the toothpaste away in the shower or place the almond milk where the magic bullet should be. I think about this as I can’t seem to remember anything my husband tells me … Continue reading
It’s a familiar scene. Mothers everywhere recognize it – that “half” attention to detail that seems to run your lives once a baby arrives. Perhaps your makeup is only half-done, your hair thrown loosely in a bun (or chopped off due to increased shedding); you only give perfunctory kisses to your spouse, you live in … Continue reading
Daughter, here you are, first thing in the morning, with your body pressed firmly against mine. Daughter, here you are, holding your head up before you’re supposed to, moving it, getting stronger by the day. Daughter, here you are, smiling at me, my voice a recognition registered in your eyes. Daughter, here you are, soundly … Continue reading
Today, I am 35 weeks pregnant… give or take a week, according to the doctor’s calculations (I should be further along) and mine (I am right where I should be). As this pregnancy winds down, and I buckle a bit beneath the new impending shifts and weight and minor hassles of a rapidly expanding baby, … Continue reading
I am a big proponent of being intuitive – whether that’s with people or animals or myself. I’ve always found it interesting that in the realm of parenthood, our babies cry and yet we’re not really supposed to understand what they’re trying to say. Instead, we play a guessing game. We check diapers, make sure … Continue reading
I am almost 31 weeks pregnant; deep in the throes of organizing my “nest” and feeling possessed to clean out, purchase, and get everything ready before little Sophie Leona Holguin arrives into this world. It is definitely the mark of the third trimester beast: get your home in order because you might not ever have … Continue reading
I am 16 weeks today. Officially 4 months pregnant – a month in which, for some uncalculated reason, seems to mean that I am “really” pregnant and haven’t just been bloated and growing boobs for the past four months. While most mothers are getting that radiant glow and gaining energy, I seem to be slipping … Continue reading
