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Registry Revisited

Winter 2010 Issue Four years after giving birth, I’m still pregnant with all the useless junk I received at my baby shower. Pathetically, most of this stuff I actually asked for. Yep, that was me, waddling aimlessly through the aisles of my local baby store, laser gun cocked, attempting to blast away my parenting insecurities. (…) MORE »

Breathing Room

Winter 2010 Issue Catherine Newman, author of the award-winning memoir Waiting for Birdy, is a contributing editor at FamilyFun magazine and a regular contributor to O: The Oprah Magazine. She writes a weekly food and parenting column, “Dalai Mama Dishes,” at family.com, and wrote “Bringing Up Ben and Birdy” for four years at babycenter.com, where (…) MORE »

Waiting Room

Spring 2007 Issue Recently, I arrived at one of the many appointments that have become a part of my life over the past four years. I drove a half hour out of my way for a blood draw that would only take approximately 2 minutes. The earliest appointment I could schedule was at 7:45, the (…) MORE »

Let Down Mary

Spring 2007 Issue Mary had her breasts strapped down breasts strapped down breasts strapped down Mary had her breasts strapped down to dry up all her milk maid easy stayed sixties-sterile Lewis Carroll lactophobic formulaic helter-skelter mother’s helper never asked her simple matter how she fed me doesn’t matter how cow come now I am (…) MORE »

Getting Out of the Way

Fall 2007 Issue Supplement? Did she say “supplement?” “Maybe you’re just not making enough milk anymore.” Or perhaps she said “inadequate.” When our pediatrician suggested that my 6-month-old was not fattening up—and not sleeping well—because she wasn’t getting enough to eat, I took it personally. After all, I had been the sole provider of her (…) MORE »

A Grandmother’s Litany

Fall 2007 Issue Cradling her warm and solid weight tests my arm, and blesses it. Rising Maggie-laden from my chair tests my knees, and blesses them. Closing her sleeper’s little snaps tests my fingers, and blesses them. Dreaming ahead to when she’s six, nine, eighteen – tests my future …and blesses it.