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2014, Jasmine Wood, newbabynewpaltzblog, Rita, spring -

Hello Mamas! I just can’t wait for the turn of seasons, I long for the type of days where I can just send little Rita out the door barefoot in a sundress! As the snow continues to melt and songbirds welcome the return of spring with a song, I am reminded that good things truly do come to those who wait. Signs of spring begin to surround us, buds breathe new life into the trees, Mother Maple begins her first flows of sugary goodness, all the while the Earth slowly moves those of us in the northern hemisphere closer to...

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breastfeeding, breastfeeding barriers, Donna Bruschi, emotions, expectations, love, meals, mothering, newbabynewpaltzblog, nursing, transitions, weaning -

Ending breastfeeding is full of emotions for you and your baby. It can be hard to be OK with all of your own feelings around weaning, let alone articulate and share them with random strangers and rude relatives.

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breastfeeding, friends, imperfection, Jasmine Wood, keeping calm, kindness, mothering, newbabynewpaltzblog, parenting, Rita, toddler -

Recently, my 2 ½ year old daughter and I were at the library socializing with other children her age. A nursing toddler, a little girl, Rita’s size, caught her eye. She hurried over and asked “Are you nursing?” The mother replied “Yes.” politely, while the nursing toddler continued breastfeeding.

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“Someday when I’m a kitty I will do that too!”

Little Rita Cassidy profoundly exclaimed this to me after I explained to her how our cat cleans himself by licking. This line of thinking was very amusing to me. In her world there exists a someday in which she will be a cat!

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accidents, communication, food, gifts, guilt, holiday, imperfection, Jasmine Wood, memories, newbabynewpaltzblog, parenting, Rita, safety, toddler, worry -

The commotion was suddenly halted by a sharp cry coming from our bedroom. At this point Rita, a very able-bodied walker, whom I had watched just moments ago wander through the doorway into our room, now stumbled back out, crying and holding her hand to her eye.

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