Next week you will turn 10. The days when I held all four pounds of you in the NICU skin-to-skin underneath a hospital gown—days that I willed myself to remember even as they were happening—are…now glazed over with the iridescent haze of memory. I hear the echoes of people saying, “It will go so fast,” and, “Blink and you’ll miss it,” yet in those early, sleep deprived days and nights that seemed to never end, when I was so afraid of your smallness and your newness, I simply couldn’t… >> Read More
Recently, I was out for a quick dinner at the local deli with my husband and our two school-age kids. As I walked from the counter to find a table, I noticed a younger couple sitting with their…toddler daughter who sat so nicely at the table. She was actually eating with a fork! I did a double take because she looked younger than age 2 as she sat so politely, eating with that “big-girl fork.” There were no electronics or toys in front of her. She just looked delighted to be there in her… >> Read More
Yesterday was a milestone for the Clinton-Mezvinsky family. It was Chelsea Clinton and Marc Mezvinsky's daughter Charlotte's first day of school in New York City. Of course, it wouldn't be America…without some kind of controversy. What was it this time? Chelsea was unable to be present at her daughter's first day because she was on on the campaign trail for her mother in North Carolina (who also has pneumonia and was recovering at home in Chappaqua). STOP THE PRESSES. A working mom couldn't be present. Does… >> Read More
Everyone with a kid always talks about milestones. But what about the milestones you miss?
About a week or so ago, I went out to my husband’s friends’ house for a Sunday night dinner—a very…rare event, since usually Sunday nights are spent in the thick of the family chaos. It was a lovely evening with great food, adults, and no diaper changes. As we drove back to our house, I called my parents to ask how the kids had behaved. “Everyone was fine,” my mother told me. “Oh, and… >> Read More
I was at the park recently with my 2-year-old. A mom, who I had never met before, strolled up with her baby. My daughter ran up and said, “Hi baby!” To make conversation, I asked how old he was.…“He’s 1,” the mom said, “but he still isn’t walking.” I told her not to worry, my oldest didn’t walk until he was 16 months old. She seemed unhappy with that response and shortly after, she strolled away. I didn’t take it personally. I know what it’s like to be hung up on a milestone,… >> Read More