On the Racial Politics of Baby Dolls

Our daughter has a birthday coming up and I am excited to give her her first baby doll. Not only did I love playing with dolls when I was young, but research shows that playing with dolls helps children grow the parts of their brains associated with empathy and social skills (even for boys, by the way, … Continue reading

The Parenting Problem with My Cellphone

When Julio and I did our weekly check-in on Monday night, one of the prompts was “I will do less…” and my answer was immediately “messing around on my phone.” No question or pause. As a person and, more specifically a mother, in 2021, my cellphone is obviously a big part of my daily life. … Continue reading

Yoga with Adriene: 4 Cycles in 4 Seasons

Trigger warning: we’re going to some dark places, including miscarriage, but we end up in a good place.  Last year, Adriene Mishler was crowned “The Reigning Queen of Pandemic Yoga”. In a time when yoga studios were closed and when people were staying home to flatten the curve, more and more people turned to the … Continue reading

The Tale of the Delia’s Glitter Jeans

A Ghost of Christmas Past Remember Delia’s? If you were an adolescent girl in the 1990s or early 2000s, surely you must. The Delia’s catalog would come in the mail and I wanted everything. I had previously had a smaller version of this experience with the American Girl doll catalog, but with that wishlist I … Continue reading

Asking for a Friend

Late one night, I was alone with my then two-month-old daughter, who was asleep in her bassinet while I got ready for bed. In a heartbeat, she went from sleeping peacefully to wailing, her tiny arms and legs flailing and a look of pure fear spreading across her face. I rushed to her, scooping her … Continue reading

Reflections on Our Birth Story

Sometimes, I catch myself feeling homesick for the most intense points in my life. For example, when I studied abroad in college and experienced acute loneliness or when I was depressed after a bad breakup in graduate school and lived on the couch. After my father died, I was not ready to be on the … Continue reading