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Stefanie Wilder-Taylor has never been one to take the easy, conventional route. In her latest work It’s Not Me, It’s You, she unabashedly showcases a life well lived, ignoring all wisdom, but yet somehow, coming out on top. Combining her trademark biting wit and straightforward common sense, the anticipated comedic memoir delivers outrageous tales…
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Friends, family, colleagues, the UPS delivery guy—suddenly everybody is a trove of advice, much of it contradictory and confusing. With dire warnings of what will happen if baby is fed on demand and even direr warnings of what will happen if he isn’t, not to mention hordes of militant “lactivists,” cosleeping advocates, and books on what to worry about next, modern parenthood can seem like a minefield. Here’s how you can separate the practical from the practically certifiable.
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Once the zig-zagging hormones and endless, bleary-eyed exhaustion of the first year have worn off, you’re left with the startling realization that your tiny, immobile bundle has become a rampaging toddler, complete with his or her very own, very forceful personality. How do you deal with that tiny bundle of joy that’s suddenly become, like, a real person?
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From the moment life first drops us Hunger Games–style into parenthood with just a naked, crying stranger and Google for company, we’re taunted with scary studies and impassioned opinions about how to do it perfectly. You’re going to need a friend to give you a shoulder to cry on when times get rough, and to give you a smack upside the head when you start replacing Goldfish crackers for kale chips. Luckily, Stefanie Wilder-Taylor’s in the market for a new MFF: Mom Friend Forever.