Nurshable

Letters to a Daughter

  • Sleep Associations and Sleep Regression

    Dearest Daughter of Dastardly Sleep Deprivation (And Ultimate Cuteness), Here we are at seven months of age and up to our ears in what is usually called “sleep regression” and which is typically attributed to a parent allowing their child… Continue reading

  • The Monster Created by Cosleeping

    Dear Kids, I hear a lot about the “monster” created by co-sleeping, which we have done with each of you. The thing about monsters is that they are imaginary. And if you can imagine yourself a monster you can imagine… Continue reading

  • Sleep Training “For the Sake of My Sanity”

    Dear Daughter, You turned six months old four days ago. I’ve started to hear that I should sleep train you “for the sake of my sanity”. Not from anyone close to us, but from those who made their own choices… Continue reading

  • The Day the Toddler Slapped the Baby

    Dear Kids, You’re most definitely going to grow up remembering the phrase “Your job is to be best friends.” I say it no fewer than twenty times on a bad day. And then on the good days I don’t say… Continue reading

  • Six Months and Struggling

    Dear Daughter, This is where I fall flat. You are almost six months old and I am struggling. To this point my letters have mostly been encouraging and upbeat.I am writing to you now from an unhappy place, not to… Continue reading

  • The Number of Times We Nurse

    Dear Daughter, Ramping up to your six month growth spurt, I don’t remember how many times we’ve nursed today. I don’t count. I have not counted in a long time, since sometime after your oldest brother was born. (Excluding the… Continue reading

  • I Refuse to Spoil You, Daughter.

    Dear Daughter, Five months and ten days from when you were born, you are perfect and unspoiled and everything that a baby should be. I do not wish to destroy that. When you were born you were perfect. You knew… Continue reading

  • Sleep and Wake Again

    Dear Daughter, Mellow, sweet daughter of mine who hardly ever cries, you are the calmest of all our children. From everything I have heard, you should be easy to train to sleep as you are not quick to cry and… Continue reading

  • My Parenting Oppresses Me

    Dear Daughter, My parenting methods apparently oppress me and render me a servant much to the undoing of all the decades of feminism. You see, I cannot possibly choose to breastfeed you, to hold you, to use cloth diapers instead… Continue reading

  • The Day I Stopped Running

    Dear Daughter, There was a day in elementary school that I simply stopped running during gym class and walked instead. It was the day that I became aware that I was not the fastest runner, and the day that no… Continue reading