If you follow any millennial mom-influencers on Instagram, chances are you've seen a DockATot or two pop into your feed. In all honesty, I, too, discovered this now-big-name brand via social media about three years ago. My then 18-month -old daughter wasn't sleeping through the ...read more
Selecting a name for your child can be a daunting task. There are so many things to consider, and it's a huge responsibility for a soon-to-be parent. I had an easy timing naming my son, Grant. I liked that it was a simple, strong, and suitalble name. It means tall and handsome, ...read more
Nothing gives me a case of "baby fever" like touching, testing, and trying amazing baby gear. Well, except for maybe watching newborn-wearing mamas touching, testing, and trying amazing baby gear. (Ooph! My uterus!) Last weekend, I hit Pier 92 to attend the New York Baby ...read more
Baby’s bedtime… It’s my favorite part of the day. (And not just because it means Mama gets an hour or two to herself before hitting the hay.) I just enjoy the tranquility of it. The kisses. The whispered lullabies. The feeding cuddles... It’s pure sweetness. I’ve weaned my ...read more
"Give a kid a cardboard box, and you've got yourself a happy camper." I used to think this was a silly thing people just said. Then I had kids of my own, and I realized that this is one of the single unifying common truths of parenting. It never ceases to amaze me how ...read more
I have a secret drawer high up in my bedroom closet... It's filled with yet-to-be-discovered toys, trinkets, and treasures for the kiddies, and chock-full of silly surprises. It's for rainy days... for potty-training triumphs... and, yes, for those days my son pitches a major fit ...read more
I’ve previously gushed about my warm and fuzzy feelings for aden + anais. My son wasn't a fan of being swaddled when he was a newborn, but my baby girl couldn't get enough of it. She absolutely loved being wrapped up like a little present... like a baby burrito! (Delicious!) ...read more
When my first baby was born, I was overwhelmed with emotion. And pain. And anxiety. I was so physically and mentally exhausted, I couldn’t even fathom the concept of breastfeeding. And so I didn’t. When the nurses and lactation consultants paid their visits, I remained ...read more
