Oral-hygiene impasse

I’m the first to admit that I can be a bit compulsive about some things. For example, I probably don’t really need to brush my teeth four or five times a day, but I just love to have that minty-fresh feeling. So, you can imagine how 21-month-old Lucy feels about brushing her teeth these days. Or perhaps I should say, _not_ brushing her teeth. Continue reading “Oral-hygiene impasse”

Thriving with two

Back in October, when I went on my “first-ever overnight retreat”:/news/2007/separation-anxiety/ “since Lucy was born”:/news/2007/lucy-misses-mama/ , I started thinking really hard about one pressing question: what resources will we need to thrive once this new baby is born? Continue reading “Thriving with two”

Grossest pregnancy therapy ever

Generally, I think most of the yuckiest parts of pregnancy happen immediately after the baby comes out (afterbirth, vernix [a.k.a. “cheese”], meconium…). But I do think I have a contender for grossest pregnancy therapy. It is not for the faint of heart, so be forewarned. But it is gender inclusive — so guys, this is for you too! unless you’re squeamish. Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you to… Continue reading “Grossest pregnancy therapy ever”