I didn’t know Pregnancy Depression was a thing

By Brett Baker, Core Writer When I get pregnant, my first clue is exhaustion. Well, that and constipation, but we don’t have to talk about that. It’s next-level exhaustion. Like, can’t-walk-across-the-house-without-wanting-to-nap type of tired. Like the nausea, I’m one of those lucky ones for whom that exhaustion wanes after the first trimester. Except with my … [Read more…]

It doesn’t always have to be you

By Brett Baker, Core Writer My husband travels a lot. Not so much that I could even come close to being compared to a military wife but he definitely travels more than your average hubby. Often, when I take out the trash, and a neighbor or two will pop their heads out to ask, “Where’s Nathaniel … [Read more…]

The unique worry of a special-needs mom

By Brett Baker, Core Writer If you’ve ever seen the show, Parenthood, then you’ll probably remember this scene: Kristina and Adam Braverman are pregnant with their third, unexpected, child—a child who already has a sibling with Asperger’s, making the new baby more likely to be on the Autism Spectrum as well. Kristina and Adam are … [Read more…]

The chance to show up

By Brett Baker, Core Writer I don’t have a lot of personal experience with tragedy. I was fortunate to grow up in a healthy home, and I’ve gotten through most of my adult life without a tremendous amount of grief. I’m thankful for this–very thankful. I’ve dealt with dysfunction, trauma, depression and other heavy issues, … [Read more…]

Confession: I can’t stand breastfeeding

By Brett Baker, Core Writer If I got paid for each minute I spend breastfeeding, I’d be able to buy, like, three Anthropologie stores. I could hire a personal chef. I could definitely hire a full-time maid. I thought this each and every time I sit down to nurse my babies. I daydream about all … [Read more…]

Defeating “Zombie-Mom”

By Brett Baker, Core Writer It’s 3:45pm and the day has completely gotten on top of me. The laundry I’ve been swearing I’d put away since last week still sits half-folded in the laundry room, and I’m standing in the kitchen, so tired that my eyes are watering. My daughter is crying about her Bandaid … [Read more…]