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This Valentine’s Day, as I sat with the kids covering heart-shaped doilies in heart-shaped stickers, it occurred to me: This time last year, I was making a valentine for Will to tell him the news that I was pregnant. And suddenly, unbelievably, here we are a year later, with this little guy in our midst. One year ago, he was still just an idea… a positive pregnancy test… a heart-shaped valentine announcing his existence. And now he’s announcing his own existence in so many ways, as his personality is showing itself more and more on a daily basis.
Jack is four months old now, which for me has been this magic milestone where our babies suddenly turn the corner from alien-like beings to soft, round, snuggly humans. Jack has cleared the cradle cap and baby acne stages and has emerged with his thick, sturdy skull covered in soft downy blonde hair. His smooth, round, rosy cheeks are even more kissable. He has ripples on his thighs that make a mama proud. He’s grasping things with his hands and rolling over onto one side. He likes to lie on the changing table and roar like a lion.