R is for Roll over. This is a part of my forever whine about societal pressure. The moment a baby is born it all starts. The push to get you to push your child is so intense in our society. “Quit your job.” “Did she latch? Arent you going to breast feed?” “Don’t quit your…

S is for sleep. Of course. As if there’s anything else on a new parent’s mind. A good night’s sleep. That’s all I ask for. Actually there’s not much I want to say that isn’t expressed in this meme. Shhhh.

Q is for Questions These days it seems as though I’m always in a conversation. With myself. Deciphering my child’s state seems to me like an endless game of twenty questions. Parenthhood is good training grounds for a detective. So when I see some strange squirming, I begin my interrogation. “Are you hungry, my sweet…

P is for Parenting philosophy. Some years ago, I was not a mother and I had definite views on parenting. I had ideas the way things should be. I was more likely to roll my eyes at tantrums and say “These parents!” Now I’m a parent. And now I know the true meaning of the…