Tag: parenthood

  • What happens after the last baby

    What happens after the last baby

    What happens after the last baby? Why is it so disarming? And why do so many of us go through it while feeling so alone?

  • The last week.

    This isn’t how I thought it would end. I didn’t think the end would begin with a deep soreness, tiny stabs of pain, highlighted by stinging tears; the added torture of me trying to hold all this in and stay strong for you, to avoid the chance you’d feel unwhole, to acknowledge your instinctual longing,…

  • Working mom chronicles: 4 skills I’ve proudly mastered

    Good evening, fellow working parents! Are you relaxed after a long day of <fill in various blanks>? Let’s not focus on the negative. Sure, being a full time working parent of multiple children, equipped with the partnership of a similarly full time working parent is, well, rough. But there are perks! I’ve picked up new…

  • Some kind of ‘mom rite-of-passage.’

    So… this happened. After picking up the kiddos, deciding to be spontaneous, bypass the way home, stop in Mevo Beitar to let the kids play in the way-better park, call up Koala’s lil bestie to come, split up an hour later to drive home, put the kids in their car seats, shut the doors, and…

  • #ImmigrantParentProblems.

    So, for just a minute, humor me. I make an ongoing effort to forget how hard this is. I swallow a lot in order to make the daily grind seem easier. And I try to push away my lucky, amazing, beautiful problems because I know so many people have much worse challenges: poor health… empty…

  • Koala update: Two years.

    Happy birthday, Koala! I appreciate that you woke up today at the same hour you were born two years ago – 6:10 am. Could be worse; we’ve been there together, haven’t we? And here I thought the first year saw the most change from start to finish… But the second year definitely held its own;…

  • Koala update: Twenty three months.

    Well, this is it, Koala. The last update before you become a big brother, assuming all goes as planned. I can’t believe it’s been two years. I can’t believe it’s only been two years. And now your whole life is going to be turned upside-down. And you’ll be even more awesome for it, I promise.…

  • Bo, mama.

    I  may correct your Hebrew now, but sometime in the future – possibly the near future – you will be correcting mine.

  • Koala update: Twenty one months.

    I’m having a hard time believing we’re three months to two-years-old. I’m having a harder time believing we’re three months to two children. It’s a really great time for Koala lately. The teeth are in, the whining has been at a minimum, we’ve learned more about identifying his moods, words, wants and needs to avoid…

  • Koala update: Twenty months.

    Love. I’m not sure what I can add to that to make it sound any more profound than the overwhelming feeling it attempts to describe. Your curiosity is inspiring. Your empathy is heartwarming. Your tantrums are hilarious. Your face is delicious. And it doesn’t matter where in the world we happen to be…

  • Thankfulness.

    It was technically Koala’s second Thanksgiving, but it was the first he could actually eat at. And eat he did. The toddler with three nationalities has plenty of room in his little belly for turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce, potatoes and pie. But then, who doesn’t? And who doesn’t love drumming the 8-kilo turkey before mama…

  • Koala update: Nineteen months.

    Cars. Cleaning. Cartoons of Latin descent. It’s been a busy month 19 for Koala. He’s managed a girlfriend – one who gives him a kiss on the cheek every morning and kisses up to me when I come in at the end of the day; quite assertive if you ask me (true Israeli woman). He’s…