I’m a Brooklyn Mom Now. Word Up.

It’s pretty cool. His name is Charlie.

For something that has existed forever, I am finding out that parenting beliefs can be WAY controversial. I’m talking basic basics like feeding, sleeping and bonding.

There’s lots of open judgement, and I suspect lots of silent judgement too. I do it by default because it feels rude to ask questions.

Whatever. Charlie finished his bottle and I’m going to turn on the white noise and put him down in his crib for a nap “drowsy but awake”. Then I’m going to call the daycare to discuss his enrollment, and plan my return to work full time.

(If you know anything about parenting, you may notice several points of controversy during this 1.5 hour span.)

To be continued.