Our son was 8 months old when we decided to leave our sweet little Brooklyn apartment… ok it was a bit more complicated than that (our apartment was sold and we couldn’t afford our neighborhood… you get it).
Read MoreFebruary, in my opinion, is a brutal month. The bleak days were intensified by the looming approach of my partners work trip to India while I was to stay home with our 3 month old and 3.5 year old. In the days leading up to his departure I felt dread.
Read MoreWhen we first moved to Portland our son was exhibiting some behavioral issues (simply put - several intense tantrums a day, sleep issues, inability to regulate/self-soothe, and face-scratching), we needed any form of support we could find.
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