Heather and Whitney (aka the Rookie Moms) are true blog friends. I think these are two of the warmest, smartest women around. We’ve bonded over the business of blogging and parenting and life. They’ve sent in bunches of great hacks. We’ve had lunch together and we couldn’t stop interrupting each other because there was so much to say. Plus we lived in the same town (regrettably we didn’t know this till after I moved away). So I’m biased when it comes to reviewing their new book, The Rookie Mom’s Handbook.
Does this mean I can’t still write an objective review? Well, no, but does it really matter?
The fact is, this is the perfect book for new mom who’s just starting to regain her senses; the one who is ready to brave the suddenly bright/noisy/crowded world with her newborn tucked into the front-carrier. The mom who (like all of us) wonders why The Universe chose her to care for something so precious and fragile. The mom who asks herself, "Does anyone else feel this clueless?"
The Rookie Mom’s Handbook reassures new moms that, yes, we felt this clueless, but no, that doesn’t mean you must stay locked inside your house with your baby. With simple activities and insights, the book gently encourages moms to get out there, physically and mentally. It’s doable. This is a tiny book (about 6 inches square), and some of the tips are two to a page. This is something one can read while nursing, or while one has 45 seconds free while the baby naps, or whatever.
If you’ve got a baby shower or a certain Mother-themed holiday to shop for, this may be a good pick.
Win it! I’ve got a copy of The Rookie Mom’s Handbook for you! Just answer the following question in the comments — tomorrow at 5pm I’ll choose a random commenter as the winner. Good luck!
What’s your favorite "rookie mom" activity? That is, what did you enjoy doing when your first child was a newborn?
[Updated based on an observation from Meagan: how can pregnant moms answer this? If you’re pregnant or if you’re still in the thick of newborn brain haze, just leave any old comment!]
Man, I can’t even believe my son was ever a newborn. He’s approaching my height, and he’s only in 2nd grade. (I’m short.) But my favorite thing to do was to stuff him into the Baby Bjorn and walk around my neighborhood (which, at the time, was mere blocks from Heather and Whitney’s neighborhood!). I saw my town with totally new eyes once I walked it with my babe-in-arms.