Jackie Ernst

Why You Should Give Up On Sleep

Maybe you are one of those lucky people whose toddler likes to sleep. Maybe they crawl happily into their own cribs at night, stick their thumbs into their mouths, and are drowsy and docile as you read them a bedtime story. Maybe you’re able to…
By Jackie Ernst

Can I Learn From My Mom, Or Should She Be Learning From Me?

The hope that our children will grow up to be wiser, healthier, happier people than we managed to be, is universal. I am bracing myself for the day my daughter reviews her childhood and points out my glaring mistakes, vows never to make them…
By Jackie Ernst

No, It Wasn't Too Early To Tell My Toddler I Am Pregnant

When I discovered I was pregnant with my second child, my daughter was two months shy of 2. The pregnancy was a pleasant surprise, but a surprise nonetheless, and I hadn’t considered the question of how or when I should tell my toddler that she had…
By Jackie Ernst

What Can We Learn From Actual Teens About Our Threenagers?

A lifetime ago, before I had a child, my best friend referred to her toddler as a “threenager.” I thought it was funny, cute. Her little redhead is a fiery spirit with natural sass and a gift for posturing for the camera. I didn’t consider the…
By Jackie Ernst

What Happens When A Kid Who Grew Up With No Rules Becomes A Mom?

It had been a long, rainy day, and my toddler and I were both stricken with a restless, near-frantic energy. When our friends arrived for an evening of pizza-making and wine-drinking, we were both relieved. I could have an adult conversation, and my…
By Jackie Ernst

Before You Crack Out The Pitchforks Over Something Your Husband Did, Read This

It was a mom’s night out, and I was late. My daughter, unsurprisingly, did not want to go to sleep, and it seemed that every time I approached the door, she would start wailing. My husband was “babysitting,” but putting the Nugget down wasn’t in his…
By Jackie Ernst

Why We Still Don't Feel Like We Are Enough

I used to get enraged when my mother would talk about how American feminism ruined motherhood. “No one is satisfied anymore. You have a baby and you immediately want something else.” This was funny coming from a woman who, although a successful…
By Jackie Ernst

I Was Addicted To Breastfeeding, & Weaning Was Brutal

I’ve just weaned my 19-month-old daughter, and I’m crying, actually crying, as I write this. They’re not tears of joy. My hormones are spiraling out of control. I’m going through oxytocin withdrawal. I’m drowning in guilt. My daughter is old enough…
By Jackie Ernst

I'm So Happy To Be A Mom, But Now I Can't Stop Thinking About Death

The moment my daughter left my body, my heart grew so big I worried it would consume me. I could feel it filling my rib cage, pulsing at the base of my throat, indiscriminate love threatening to blast out of me. I was handed a red, wrinkled creature…
By Jackie Ernst

Maybe I Don't Want An Easy Child

While I was pregnant, I practiced yoga every day. I meditated. I took long, soothing walks in the park, sat in lavender baths and massaged my belly. For the first time in my life, I took it slow because I was determined to give birth to a calm…
By Jackie Ernst

Can We All Agree This World Kind Of Hates Toddlers?

When you have a newborn, the world applauds. Everyone wants to come visit, to whisper in your baby’s tiny, curled ear, to smell your baby’s head. No one is bothered by your newborn’s tiny cries. No one judges you for them either. We are a…
By Jackie Ernst

I’m Educated, & Yes I Bed-Share

I know, I know. Bed-sharing is dangerous, the pediatrician told me. I could roll over and crush my baby. She could fall out of bed. If she got used to sleeping in my arms or, worse, nursing all night, she might never sleep in her crib. All of this…
By Jackie Ernst

I'm A Yoga Teacher & I'm Here To Tell You "Bouncing Back" After Baby Is Bullsh*t

I didn’t expect my first postpartum yoga class to be easy — or even my second. I knew it would take months to regain the strength I’d lost. But I’d regain it. I was a yoga teacher, after all, with years of conditioning and ~intentions~ and freaking…
By Jackie Ernst