Emily Swegert
The Existential Crisis That is Parenthood
Sometimes parenthood feels like a constant state of conflicting emotions; or, at least it does for me.
There are days when I feel like myself: I'm getting things done, I see friends, I have alone...
My Montessori Journey: The Prepared Environment
To read part one, click here.
“The child has a different relation to his environment from ours… the child absorbs it. The things he sees are not just remembered; they form part of his soul. ...
Nursing A Toddler: Celebrating World Breastfeeding Week
Breastfeeding is hard work; breastfeeding a toddler probably deserves some sort of medal. Toddlers, as we moms know, are a constantly moving, wiggling, and attempting feats of physical prowess previously only accomplished by members...
When It’s More Than Baby Blues
I remember being told before my daughter was born to expect to be sad and have problems with my emotions as my hormones settled after her birth. I went into the situation expecting to...
My Montessori Journey: Getting Started
When my daughter was nearly ten months old, we moved her to a floor bed; it was the first step in becoming a Montessori family. The decision was driven by her utter lack of...
Breast Cancer and Being a Better Mom
When I was a teenager, my cousin was diagnosed with breast cancer. I remember my mom getting the call. I had never known anyone with cancer.
My mom made sure my to mention her diagnosis...
Why You Won’t See My Daughter on Social Media
Ah, social media. Sometimes it feels like it rules my life, especially now that I’m a SAHM. There are days where it’s my only connection to the outside world.
We share so much of our...
Please Don’t Call My Daughter “Pretty”
I love this article. LOVE IT.
You see, my daughter is blonde. Like, platinum, people-pay-money-for-it blonde. And that’s all anyone notices.
We get asked, “Where did her hair color come from?” (Her father and I are both starkly...
When Baby Won’t Sleep
Confession time: My daughter has never been a good sleeper.
Once the newborn haze of the first couple of days wore off, my husband and I quickly discovered that we had a poor sleeper on...
Thank You To My Sister
To my sister,
Who always wanted to be a mom
Who has struggled to have her own baby
Who has spent countless hours and dollars on tests and procedures
Who has smiled through the cringe-worthy prodding of well-meaning...