The other day, on my personal blog, I confessed to having started a list of things I want to do/accomplish before I have a baby. Someone in the comments section alerted me to a recent episode of “How I Met Your Mother” where such a list is referred to as a “cradle list,” which I thought was a great name for it. So, I’m wondering: Do you have a cradle list, and if so, what’s on it? You don’t have to be in a relationship or even be planning to have kids anytime soon to have such a list – maybe yours might include “find a partner,” or “decide whether I want kids.” Keep reading »
“Babies!! On 10/12, Gideon Scott and Harper Grace entered the Burtka-Harris fold. All of us are happy, healthy, tired, and a little pukey … Youngsters. They cry a lot. I thought it was just a long bit that they were doing. I keep saying, “Annnnd, scene!” … but nothing happens.”
—Neil Patrick Harris‘ first two tweets after he and boyfriend David Burtka became dads to baby twins, delivered via a surrogate. Personally, we think they will be awesome dads. Good luck, fellas! [NY Post] Keep reading »
I have two children, and we’re expecting our third (and last … hello, vasectomy!) in the spring. I recently saw a billboard that claimed babies cost about $700 a month. I did the math on my 2.5 kids, and holy disposable income; the figure hurt. The billboard was an advertisement to deter teenage pregnancy, but if I hadn’t already taken the plunge, it would have made 30-year-old me think twice before procreating. Keep reading »
Usually, when I tell people that I’m a doula I get two questions. The first: How do you spell that? And the second: Isn’t that like a midwife?
The concept of doula, at least in the way I use it, is relatively new. The word itself comes from ancient Greek, meaning “helper” or “woman slave,” but it’s been adopted in the last 40 or so years to refer to someone who provides support to women during pregnancy and childbirth. The support a doula provides ranges from emotional cheerleading to massages and acupressure to aromatherapy and meditation. It runs a wide gamut of all things non-pharmacological, a unique service for women giving birth mostly in hospitals. Keep reading »
Some of the baby shower guests picked up their fetus cupcake decorated with an ultrasound scan and thought, How cute! At 30 weeks you can see his little nose and lips and fingers! Aww… And the rest just thought, Yum … babies. [BuzzFeed] Keep reading »
A few days ago, I learned that a childhood friend of mine was pregnant and found myself unexpectedly exuberant over the idea of buying mini-things for a mini (and quite possibly bald) person who is to arrive in Arizona sometime around the ides of March. I thought this tiny soul should own my mini “Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles” shirt that I once dressed my cat Moskow in and an outfit that made him look like a panda, and my heart started racing in a new unfamiliar way. Lately, I feel like that female caricature that walks around with a cartoon clock ticking over her head and thinks her ovaries are a worthy dinner topic. I see a baby and I involuntarily gurgle, or at the very least talk in the same intonation I use for my cats (pitched perfectly high for their tiny little ears). In order to combat what can only be described as a genealogical disorder (i.e., the desire to have a baby before you have a mortgage), I have taken to interviewing women I know who have children. Keep reading »