I was so traumatized by Peanut’s chaotic visit to the feeding specialist, I had prepared myself for the worst when it was time for Squeak to go. How would the feeding specialist’s strategies work on Squeak, who was too young to be bribed with screen time and dessert? As it turns out, my little guy surprised us all.
Due to kidney failure, my 94-year-old friend has less than a year to live. Even more surprising was how he reacted to the news.
It turns out Hillary Clinton actually knew what she was talking about with all that ‘it takes a village’ business. Who knew?
I was 11 years old when my grandmother’s heart stopped in front of me. We were a few feet apart, mid-conversation, and she had a heart attack.
In the nearly two years I’ve been a mom, I have learned a lot — mostly through trial and error and more error — about parenting, babies, and myself.
Toddlers are volatile and impossible to please. They’re also fascinating and somehow reach new heights of cuteness. This dichotomy that has me contemplating how much I am looking forward to having an infant again.