Thoughts about raising children and being parents
“When did your baby start walking?” I used to eagerly ask every parent I talked to. It seemed like the answers ranged between 9 months to 16 months. I kept a mental note and secretly wished my baby would start walking very early so I could brag about her to everyone I knew (for the rest of my life).
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My name is Olive and I am addicted to taking photos and videos of my daughter. Especially on my phone.
Toward the end of my pregnancy, as we were preparing for our baby’s arrival, one of the things we did was upgrade my cell phone to a smart phone with a nice camera. We wanted the option of easily capturing the little moments and milestones of our baby’s life. But having the convenience of a good quality camera within arms reach at all times has been both a blessing and a curse.
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I always thought the life of a stay-at-home parent was easy and fun. You get to play with a baby all day, and when the baby naps, you have all this time to yourself. Now I am a part-time stay-at-home dad, and the reality of the situation is very, very different from what I expected.
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Dear Brand New Mom,
I remember feeling like I was semi-equipped for the first three months of my baby’s life. Beyond that, it was a big, blank mystery. Maybe I wouldn’t have been ready to hear about what came after those first weeks, but in retrospect, I think I would have appreciated if someone had given me a heads up or some pointers. Anyway, as one who’s only had ten months of motherhood experience, I’m not that far ahead. But hopefully what I have to say will be helpful to you. Here are some things I wish someone had told me:Read More
What’s the best thing about Halloween? It’s the babies dressed up in cute costumes! With Halloween just around the corner, we’ve compiled our top 10 baby costumes to get your creative juices flowing.
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My wife and I both love music. This mutual appreciation for music was one of the things that attracted us to each other.
Our enjoyment and appreciation for music is a gift we hope to pass on to our daughter.
Early on we started thinking of ways we could do this.
This is the story of my worst day as a father, the day I felt like a complete failure of a dad.
It was a Saturday in early July, shortly after we had moved into our new home. As was often the case, Olive and I decided we would split the parenting duties for the day. She would watch Allie in the morning while I unpacked the house. And I would watch Allie in the afternoon while she unpacked the house.