I remember vividly the first day that “Dawn” came to our home. I found her through a babysitting service run by my alma mater, a prestigious women’s college. While many of the Brooklyn…mommies I know choose to employ older, more experienced nannies–- Jamaican or Trinidadian no-nonsense ladies who line the park benches at the nearby playgrounds and chat amongst themselves--I had the revolutionary idea to find a college girl--someone who’d be more like a “big sister” to my kids. She would have no problem getting down on… >> Read More
To gear up for the High Holidays this year, we’re asking our writers and readers for their Rosh Hashanah Resolution. Here’s one from Kveller writer Ronnie Koenig.
Since I'm turning 40 this year…(holy sh*t!), my resolution is to spend this year leading up to my birthday getting in the best possible shape of my life! I want to be in great health, have more energy for my toddler twins, oh, and look really cute in jean shorts. Got your own resolutions? Tweet them @Kveller with the hashtag #RoshRes. >> Read More
"I want to hug that couple's baby. Is that weird?"
I asked my husband this as we are sat poolside at our condo last year in the Turks & Caicos. Little Man and Bun Bun were 9 months old at the…time and were staying with Grandma and Grandpa and Auntie while we took some much needed R&R. I was thrilled to be away, but suddenly, here was this little blonde Austrian baby-man, a doppelganger for my Little Man, and all I wanted to do was scoop him up in my arms, give him belly kisses,… >> Read More
It was one of those things I swore I'd never do as a parent--walk my child on a leash.
My child is not a dog! He will not walk on a leash any more than he will howl at passing helicopters or sniff…other children's butts. I will simply teach my child to walk alongside me, holding my hand and smiling up at me like a ray of sunshine. Uh-huh. >> Read More
It was a first for me--being in bed with two men at the same time. Well, let me clarify that--one was the Tall Man, my vertically blessed, handsome, and loving husband, and the other was Little…Man--my lovely, lanky baby with blonde hair and a smile so big and bright it could light up a room. Nuzzling my head into the area of little baby chub folds on his neck I listened to his breathing, and curled in closer to his tiny body. Brut may smell like a man, but the… >> Read More
"Tonight I failed my baby daughter."
This was my status update on the night of November 7, 2012. I was sitting on my couch, feeling like the Worst Parent in the World. My 1-year-old twins were…sleeping peacefully in the nursery. My husband had gone to bed, too, but I was wide awake, replaying the incident over and over in my head, trying to figure out how I had allowed myself to commit this lapse of good judgment. I normally reserved Facebook updates for cute pictures of my son and daughter,… >> Read More