Beth Wilkin-Waldmann
My Fear–Her Fear?
My heart is thumping in my chest, I feel clammy. I want to drop to the ground and hold on for dear life, but every muscle in my body is frozen. I peer nine...
Working 9 to 5: When It’s Not Your Reality
See all those families at the park/festival/mall on weekends? Chances are I’m flying solo with baby in tow. It’s not by choice, but my husband’s work schedule—shift schedule to be precise. Yet I know...
My First Kiss (From My Daughter)
It was a lot like a teenager’s first kiss—open-mouthed, slobbery and one of us was caught totally off guard. Yet it somehow managed to be a profound and earth-shaking moment in the bleary-eyed beginning...
Losing Sleep Over Sleep Training
The digital clock glowing in the darkness of my daughter’s room read 3:21am. My 10-month-old and I had already been up two hours. I could feel the tears welling in my eyes. I thought...