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Becoming a parent in New York City is no easy task, we know from experience how tough it can be.
MomsHood was born out of a desire to connect a community of busy parents, giving opportunities to share resources in events throughout New York City. We look forward to seeing you at one of our events soon.
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WHAT OUR SWAPPERS ARE SAYING...
We continue our Meet our Amazing moms series, focused on talking to amazing NYC moms that make it work in this amazing city. Next up is Laura Yost, who you can often see doing our photo booth at our events.
One of the age-old stereotypes is that women are always “too tired”. Well, this stereotype is magnified tenfold if a woman is a mother and although I dislike stereotypes, I fear that this one may actually be true. Allow me to explain why.
I grew up in a small town in Israel named Arad. It’s in the middle of nowhere, right above the Dead Sea, and it’s totally different than New York City, but I am grateful I grew up there for a few reasons. First, it’s a place with the biggest and strong friendships you can ever find.
Today we are celebrating International Woman's Day by starting a new feature called Meet our Amazing Moms. I am so inspired by the stories I hear from moms living in NYC and the joys and challenges of raising children in this amazing city. I know how much of a hustle and juggle it can be to make it work, whether you a stay at home mom, a full time working mom, or like me something in-between.
I was sitting on the couch, bouncing the 15-month-old baby on my lap. We’d just learned he wouldn’t be the baby much longer, and as I sat and absorbed his smiles I felt a twinge of…I’m not sure what. Not regret, exactly. Not sadness.
I’m sorry. These are words that I know all too well and I say far too often in my life. Not because I have done so many things wrong that I need to apologize for, but because I can’t do everything. There is not enough time in the day to do it all for my kids, my employer, my husband, my friends, and myself. I’m sorry I was so slow to respond to your email; I’m sorry I can’t be there for mom’s breakfast day at school; I’m sorry I was late to pick you up; I’m sorry that I have to reschedule again…and so on and so on. I am a working mom, and this is all I can do.
Benjamin was just 19 months old when Jack was born. He wasn’t even a year old when I became pregnant with Jack. I was totally nauseous and exhausted on his first birthday, and he was barely weaned! Now, I’m weeks away from adding another infant to my toddler craziness, and I’m probably in complete denial about what’s coming. But, I have to say, I’ve started emerging from the dark tunnel of toddler and babies into the light!
When my daughter was born, I waited about 6 weeks before going back to work. While I loved my job, I hated having to leave her with a sitter. I didn’t want to miss even one second of my sweet baby’s beautiful existence.
really did it. I surprised myself to be honest. I used the new nitrous oxide gas and avoided the epidural!
It was my second birth in two years. The first one was traumatic – I had planned for an unmedicated delivery. I chose a midwife, and booked in at the birthing center, but it ended up being horrific.