The Weight of a Name
by Liz Murray
I’ve always been fascinated with names. Growing up, as an avid short-story writer, I spent many a rainy day compiling lists of monikers for potential characters. Other kids collected polished...
Life with Two Kids: What I Wish I Would Have Known
It was early on the day of my daughter’s two-week checkup, and we had an 8 a.m. appointment. I made the appointment in the hospital while I will still in...
A Mom’s Guide to Baby Playtime
It’s a rare moment: My newborn is wide-eyed, content and looking at me expectantly. She looks like she’s ready to do something outside of her normal routine of eating, sleeping,...
I Am Not a Fan of the Newborn Stage
by Maureen Zhao
I am not a fan of the newborn stage. Nothing makes me more uncomfortable than bringing home a fragile little baby that I do not know yet. I recently saw...
How to Know When You’re Ready for Kids
by Liz Murray
Motherhood springs on us in different ways. For some, it’s a logical, analytical decision, thought out months or years in advance, perfectly timed and executed. For others, it’s a yearning...
Finding A Mama Community
“I can’t do this!” I sobbed quietly into the unresponsive night. Both our faces were wet with tears, me and this three-week-old baby, Harvey. Birth and postpartum completely caught me...
Out of Reach
I recently attended a meeting where I was introduced as the owner of a local wine bar & bistro, a mom of three young girls and a freelance writer. Then...
When You’re Rocking Your Baby
If you are one of those mamas feeling fully touched-out, whose arm permanently and painfully locks into a 90 degree angle at the elbow, whose hips ache from the constant...
Remember When It Was Just You and Me?
by Maureen Zhao
It used to be just you and me, kid. I remember it like it was yesterday, but you say you don’t remember it at all. It started with walks along...
Things I Know in the Night
by Kate Awsumb
When your sister was small, I dreaded the night. It was dark, lonely, unknown. Despite loving her fiercely with every fiber of my being, I’d bounce and jiggle and pace...
Maybe I Just Need to Make the Table Longer
It is a typical Monday evening and already I am mentally counting down the minutes to bedtime. I’m feeling overwhelmed. Is that an overused word? In my exhausted mom of...
Making Tough Decisions About Remaining IVF Embryos
Having a baby did not come easy for me and my husband. We spent years in and out of procedures that all had the small promise of parenthood one day. ...
