Fewer than 1% of adults experience night terrors. Now that I’m a parent, one of my worst fears becomes real for a few seconds every night.
I knew Peanut’s first day at daycare would be hard. All my mom friends warned me that I would cry. So I feel the need to explain the very good reason why I didn’t.
All summer long, I looked forward to my maternity leave. Now that it’s over, I’ve decided that this working mother stuff is for the birds.
Breastfeeding isn’t as easy as some bitches make it look. Kidding aside, it is harder than it seems, and feelings toward it can be complicated.
We’ve all seen them: new mothers who look like crap in public. I pitied them, thinking they should really take more time for themselves. What the hell was I thinking?
Everyone told me that poop and pee would suddenly get much more important when I had a baby. They were right, but not in the way I assumed.