I thought it was only fitting in a week when I wrote about breastfeeding to also write about the wardrobe needed to accommodate such a job. I realize that this post will only serve…
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It’s taken me nearly 10 months to write this post. Everytime I sat down to write about breastfeeding, I would stop. There would be voices in my head telling me that no one wanted…
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We keep Faye’s toys in an old wine crate that we slide underneath the couch.It’s funny how becoming a parent changes the composition of things. The box used to be a catchall for our…
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One bedroom. Three people.This is not a steamy story, though I do my best to keep our bedroom that way. Every night I fill a little enamel pan with water and set it on…
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The diaper bag we pack for Faye is a fairly bare bones affair. Of course it’s not entirely bare bones, because life with a baby isn’t bare bones. It’s padded bones. A little messy…
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When James and I finally finished our apartment hunt last winter and signed our lease, people who we told about our new place were considerably less shocked by the fact that we would be…
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In parenting and tiny apartments, there’s no magic formula. What works in our wee space might not translate to yours, but here’s a little run-down of the latest in the saga we’re calling two…
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Twelve weeks. That’s all folks. I’m not a sleep expert or a baby whisperer or any of the other people who might actually want to consult to learn the secrets to sleep. But! I…
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A baby gym falls into the category of baby products that I didn’t really understand pre-baby. The point it now seems is to give your tiny being something to look at, paw after, practice…
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Deodorizing disks. There’s a romantic name. Sexy, even.No matter. We’re going for effectiveness not romance and that’s the name that best fits these hard-working little suckers. When it comes to keeping a diaper pail…