Advice to New Moms: Breastfeeding Is Hard!

My lowest point came when I said these words: “I don’t want to feed her. I don’t want to feed my own child.” Tears in my eyes, I looked up from my nursing chair at The Hubster, who had our hungry newborn daughter in his arms. I felt like I was trapped in a cruel …

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Dropping My Daughter Off at Camp Taught Me How to Let Go

My daughter’s Girl Guide leader grabbed me by the shoulders, looked me squarely in the eye and said: “Goodbye Mama.” “But, but, but,” I sputtered, aghast. “Go!” she said, her face somehow reflecting both a warm smile and a ‘Don’t mess with me’ look. I was dropping my ten-year-old daughter off at her Girl Guide …