The first few months that I had my dog Lucca were rough. I adored her, make no mistake, but training a two-month-old puppy is no joke. I would set my alarm for the middle of the night so I could walk her, as her tiny bladder wasn’t yet prepared to hold it all night. And while I was crate-training her (a fantastic method, by the way), she had more than a few bathroom accidents indoors. One time she peed on my bed three times in one day, always after I had washed the sheets from the previous accident. The impact on my social life took some getting used to as well; she needed to be walked right after work, which meant I had to skip happy hour regularly, and I couldn’t stay out late much those first few months either. But you know what? She grew up and became better trained and, most of all, I adapted. It really wasn’t a big deal. Very quickly I realized I couldn’t imagine my life before her or without her. She’s my baby.
Of course, she’s not a real baby. I want one of those very, very badly and am hoping to have a child of my own in the next few years, either with a partner or “Murphy Brown”-style. Regardless of how it happens, the child I have will be joining a family unit that includes Lucca. I’ve written about how it’s hard to imagine loving any creature as much as I love Lucca, but I also inherently understand the love for my child will be “bigger” or at the very least different. But I do not expect my love for Lucca to lessen. And I know I won’t ever reach the point of not loving her, despite what Allison Benedikt, a dog owner and mom of three, writes in her Slate essay advising future parents to never get a dog. Keep reading »
When Jackie Johnson-Smith’s child began to cry during dinner at Fong’s Pizza in Iowa, as you might expect, she fed the child and then exited the restaurant to avoid disturbing other diners. Johnson-Smith happens to breastfeed her baby, a practice that is often met with a lot of opposition in public. This time, however, she was thanked by her waitress in the form of a free pizza. Keep reading »
Some Lil’ Wayne fans will to go extremes to see him perform — like leaving their young children in a car in the parking lot while they go to his concert. Brittany Harris, a 25-year-old Floridian from West Palm Beach, thought she would get away with leaving her three and five-year-old children in the Cruzan Amphitheatre parking lot while she jammed out to Wayne’s tunes for three hours. Thankfully, an employee working at the theater was able to talk to the children, who told him that their mother had left them in the care unsupervised. Although Harris told the cops that her cousin had brought her children to the parking lot, she was found guilty of two accounts of child neglect and is now held on $20,000 bail. While I may be found guilty of enjoying a Lil’ Wayne concert, nothing is worth putting your children in danger, lady! [Orlando Sentinel]
There’s a buzz happening in Beverly Hills over a group of women who call themselves the “Marijuana Moms.”
Many of the members of this loosely-knit group of pot-smoking parents smoke the wacky weed in order to relax or cope with chronic pain. In addition, they meet regularly for lavish dinners where the herb is a key ingredient in dishes like cannabis leaf salad, chicken fried in cannabis oil and marijuana milk shakes, Orange News UK reported.
Cheryl Shuman, a 53-year-old mother of two, said the group’s joint mission is to show that smoking marijuana makes them better parents and better wives. Read more on Huffington Post…
First off, you just don’t stick a baby in a freezer. Nope, not okay. Never okay. But secondly, if you do, you don’t just lie down for a nap afterwards. Washington father Tyler James Deutsch was apparently fed up with his six-week-old baby’s screaming, so he stuck the child in the freezer. And then he fell asleep, because I guess being a total sociopath makes you really tired.
Deutsch woke up when his girlfriend — the baby’s mother — came home, and was caught taking the baby out of the freezer. The mom tried calling 911, but Deutsch smacked the phone out her hand, so she ran to her trailer park’s landlord’s office to get help. The daughter’s core temperature had dropped to 84 degrees, and she had a broken leg and arm. Keep reading »
I so desperately want to tell you about good stuff in the world. Like, Joe, the retired barber who cuts homeless peoples’ hair in exchange for hugs. Let Joe remind you that humans are great sometimes. I wish Joe’s haircuts cancelled out Stephanie Redus’ attempt to unload her toddler son on Craigslist. The 29-year-old Texas mom was charged with “unlawfully intentionally and knowingly” placing her son, Conner Danger Redus, up for adoption. In an ad posted on CL on May 1st, Redus said:
“Hi, I’m trying to adopt out my three year old son. I’m not in a good place in my life and don’t feel like I can care for him properly, but I don’t know where to start. If you or know anyone who is interested in caring for him please let me know. I’m a single mom and can’t do this. Thanks, Desperate.”
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