This post originally appeared on Maia's blog on The Huffington Post. We recently moved from the Upper East Side of Manhattan to Brooklyn, and despite being less than five miles away, it feels like we've relocated to another planet. Perhaps the biggest change is that, in this borough, no one recoils when we introduce our son as "Wolf." I've stopped mumbling my answer or quickly changing the
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When Will My Pre-Pregnancy Jeans Fit Me?
My second son is 6 months old, and I'm just about back to my pre-pregnancy weight. I think it happened slightly faster this time, probably because instead of lying around nursing and stuffing my face, I'm schlepping two kids around the city for all of the four-year-old's activities. I found the following journal entry on my first postpartum experience, when several months in I was still far from