Nurshable

Letters to a Daughter

  • It’s Okay to Cry it Out (Except You Say it’s Not)

    Dear Daughter, A new study published in the journal Pediatrics says that it’s okay to let you cry it out. In fact, it says that you and I will benefit from this practice. I will be “at lower risk for… Continue reading

  • The Words of Others Who Speak More Clearly (WIO)

    Dear Daughter, Sometimes in the dark of the night I don’t want to hear your take on what you need. I want sleep. I want to listen to the words of others who speak more clearly. I don’t want to… Continue reading

  • Your Beauty is Different from Mine

    Dear Daughter, Your beauty is different from mine. First of all, as I write this you are fifteen pounds to my hundred-and-fifteen pounds. Your hair is short and fine and curly. Your eyes are the color of the Arctic ocean,… Continue reading

  • Keeping Your Words Meaningful (WIO)

    Dear Four and a Half Month Old Wee Babygirl, You sleep like a baby. Which involves a lot of sleep for you and not much for anyone else around you, particularly for me. So very sleepy, I am. At night… Continue reading

  • Like a Hug

    Dear Daughter, You are four and a half months old. Your crazy curly hair that you were born with has been pulled up into pigtails and you are learning how to sit up. You smile, laugh and chatter in your… Continue reading

  • I Value Your Trust

    Dear I, A and K, When you were born you were placed in my arms and you trusted me. You had no reason not to. Your needs had been met absolutely and without fail for the nine months that were… Continue reading

  • The Baby Not The Person

    Dear Daughter, Someone once said to me that their son was “Not Arron*, but the baby that will become Arron”. At the time it sounded deep. After all we spend so little time in our babyhood and childhood compared to… Continue reading

  • The Place We Met

    Dear Daughter, Third of three, you came after fourteen hours of labor on my side in a bed while I bled from a partial abruption unable to dance through the pain the way I had done with your brothers. Standing… Continue reading

  • Your Body, Your Space

    Dear Kids, The oldest of you has already started being exposed to teasing. The younger two of you have yet to be. Let me tell you a secret. You will be teased no matter what. For attracting attention or for… Continue reading

  • Mine to Love

    Shh.. Just the two of us in a dim-lit room. No matter how small you’ve been you’re as small as you’re ever going to be. Sharply sweet with milky breath and chubby cheeks. Quiet calm even though you do not… Continue reading