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It worked for me

Knowing when to call the game: we don’t care if our son doesn’t play team sports

As I have been diagnosed with ADD and can spot the signs, my husband and I anticipate our son will end up with an ADD diagnosis down the line. Until it interferes with his happiness, success, and self-esteem we’re quietly (nervously) watching from the sidelines. And if he’s not into sports… that’s fine.

I got over my fear of using The Crib

Last night, my four-and-a-half-month-old daughter slept in her crib for the first time. This was huge — not because co-sleeping isn’t working for us, and not because I even think that it’s so important that she can sleep in her crib. This was huge because it reminded me how making decisions as a parent works for me.

How a musician mama-to-be balances performing and growing a kid

Miss Ashlee performs in Awesome Sauce with her fiancé Rod — and the two are expecting their first child soon. She’s continued performing with the band throughout her pregnancy, and she loves it.

To parent, or not to parent: my job as an options counsellor

We all come about our decision to parent in different ways. For some, it’s an instantaneous lightbulb moment. For others, it’s a slower process that meanders crazily, randomly, tumultuously as you explore your options, and I’m the person who can help you do so.

An old soul, a new soul, and a four-footed soul

Diana and her husband experienced a string of family losses and injuries while expecting their first child, but gained a surprising new furry friend in the process.

Mini cribs transform your small space into something your kid can snooze in

Looking for something your baby can safely sleep in that also won’t take up a ton of space? GO FOR THE MINI CRIB! We’re long-time fans and so is Karen.

The first time my daughter told me she hated me, I bought her a cake

Most parents discuss a lot of firsts their kids may experience with anticipation — first steps, first words, and so on. I’m pretty sure most of us aren’t counting down the days until our child screams “I HATE YOU!” at us, but I love the solution this mom came up with: if your kid says she hates you, just go out and get her a cake.

A gigantic guide to bringing your young child(ren) to Bonnaroo

Two weeks ago I asked you guys how we could make our trip to Bonnaroo easier on our three-year-old, and I got a TON of awesome feedback. We recently completed our adventure, and I’m happy to report that everything went a TON better than I thought it would. In fact, I’d say that we had the best possible experience we could have — Bonnaroo and kids might be a great match after all.