Super Mammy Diaries

Dear (presumably pearly) whites, I don't know what's taking you so long, but seriously, it's time for you to get here already. I'm a little tired of waking up every morning and looking for you with even more anticipation than my child will have for the tooth fairy when you decide to fall off.  I couldn't have been more excited when my baby started teething at 3 months (with buds and everything), early by most standards, as I thought you would arrive early and relieve him from this long drawn teething process. But apparently, there's no way to tell how long you're going to take to finally make your way out. Here we are 4 and a half months, many teething rings, chewed carrots, and sleepless nights later, still wondering what the hell is taking so long! While it's cute to watch him shake his head from side to side, hoping that the wind will act like a teether and bring him some relief, it's not cute to know that he is doing this out of annoyance with th...

Despite 9 months of being pregnant or experiencing your spouse's pregnancy, nothing can prepare you for what it will be like when your baby is living life on the outside. It took a while and a series of "OMG I am a parent!!!" moments to really sink in for me (specially since my motherhood journey, like most, started in a sleep deprived fog). Below are some of the moments that really helped me realize the full meaning of my new role and relationship. You Know You're A Parent when: Your whites are no longer white (and your blacks are practically polka dotted). You have bounced around a mall, the vet's office, a doctors office, and every restaurant that you used to be welcomed at. The first sound you make when you are woken up is "shhhh shhhh shhhh." You begin to recite baby books by heart. You have figured out how to change diapers in a car, at the hair salon, in a car seat, in the middle of a restaurant, in a stroller on the sidewalk or at the beach.  You...