In the throes of my years of IVF, I never really spent time thinking of actually parenting these kids. I was so focused on growing them and keeping them in there and then birthing them and then having them not die in their sleep. And I did it. Three times.
Neither my husband, nor I, was raised in co-sleeping homes and it just didn't seem to fit our lifestyle. I was never against it; I just knew it wasn't for us. My daughter slept in our room in a bassinet for the first few weeks, but after that, sleeping was reserved for our separate rooms. And it worked. Until it didn't.
My husband and I deserve to lounge in our room alone. We are a happier family when my husband and I do not have to sneak around for sex (thank god for our bathrooms and closets!)
Maybe it's a mistake to co-sleep for so long. Time will tell. All I know is that no one knows any better, really, how to deal with a child who struggles to control his extreme emotions. We're all just feeling our way in the dark, trying, like my son, not to be scared, and seeking some comfort.
Despite 20 years of public education about SIDS and other sleep-related infant deaths, the practice of sleeping with infants and babies has become more common -- especially in the Hispanic and African-American communities.
Butchering a whole chicken is easy with a well-placed knife and proper tension.
There are several reasons that the thought of slipping into slumber avec l'amoureux makes me fidget. The first (and most overwhelming) is that when I wake up in the morning, honeychild, I am butt-ass ugly. Really. I don't even look at myself till I've been upright for an hour.
So many of our favorite chefs are releasing cookbooks this fall. Here's a taste.
I can't really honestly tell you that I've had a decent night of sleep since Charlie was born. I think that my wife and I are in agreement about one thing: We want our bedroom back.
To scoot in the middle of our bed, after Donna died, was to inhabit sacred space. I can still feel her there sometimes, and certainly think of her there if I migrate too close to the middle.
As a community of parents, let's agree on one thing: we do not need to reinvent the child-caring wheel with each new baby. We are all doing the best we can for our children and our families.
A recent study suggests that young children who share a bed with their parents may be at lower risk for obesity.
Is it possible that Americans are emotionally better in tune with their pets than their babies?
As a culture, Americans need to move beyond narrow interpretations of parenting practices.
What most people seem to ignore is that creating an attachment bond with your baby is about putting your child's needs ahead of yours. It's as simple as that. Seriously.
You can be the most sacrificing altruistic mother in the world and your child will resent you for making them your world and never teaching them empathy because you always hid your pain.