how to dress your baby/toddler for winter in nyc

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A few tips to keep your babe warm during the winter months in New York City.  Whether a local or a tourist, bundling our littles properly is a must.

Baby Zog all snuggled in his JJ Cole Arctic Toddler BundleMe

  1. Layer, layer, layer.  Dressing your child in a t-shirt and parka just will not do.  I recommend dressing your littles in a onesie as opposed to a t-shirt to prevent possible tummy exposure.  Then layer with a sweater/sweatshirt, and finally a coat.
  2. Choose pants that are lined.  If you cannot find some, dress your babe – boy or girl – with leggings or tights under their little pants.  I also recommend finding tall socks that go to their knees.  This way when you are carrying your little (or baby wearing), if their pants become raised, they don’t expose their precious skin to the freezing temps.
  3. Suck it up and pay for good shoes.  We personally have purchased baby Uggs for Baby Zog.  I balked a bit at the $60 price tag but I was able to shop around and find a great deal.  I recommend also looking on eBay or on Craigslist for gently used shoes.  Baby Uggs keep tootsies nice and toasty even in below-freezing temps.
  4. Know how to protect your little in the stroller.  We have gone through several phases of BundleMe’s.  Our current version is the JJ Cole Toddler Arctic BundleMe. We were able to purchase it locally from another parent who used it maybe twice.  Solid investment.  It is like traveling in a fleecy on the inside, weather-proof on the outside sleeping bag.  We also own a Phil & Ted’s Double Stormy Weather plastic cover.  You might think this is just for rain – but it also works fantastically to keep the windchill off your baby – and the snow.  You’ll see them on strollers right and left as you stroll the city.
  5. Buy a coat for yourself suited for babywearing.  If you plan on babywearing often, then you should purchase a coat that is large enough to go around you and your child.  Ergo used to make a coat that zipped up over baby, but it looks like it has been discontinued.  This is solved easily enough – simply buy a coat in a larger size.
  6. Cover that little head and those little hands.  Make sure you buy the right hat.  This hat SHOULD include a warm fleece lining, ear flaps, and a tie under the chin.  Heat is quickly lost through the head and this can make all the difference to a warm, happy baby and a cold, cranky baby.  Also purchase warm mittens that are fleece lined.  If possible, shop for some that also either have strings to go inside the coat or clips to attach to the coat sleeves.  I’d also recommend purchasing a smaller pair to layer under a larger pair.

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tips for traveling with a toddler in nyc

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The Zogs recently returned from a two week return to my favorite city in the world. We had a more than fabulous time. One big difference in our trip was that we are very familiar with the city and we received some great advice from other New York mamas. We did have a tiny major hiccup with our stroller, but more on that in another post.

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Here’s a list of helpful tips for when you’re traveling to a big city with your baby or toddler. A few of these are specific to New York.

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i grew a human

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Last night I was laying in bed, not sleeping (common occurrence), and revisiting my thoughts and feelings from the day.  On the first Sunday of every month, Mormons dedicate an hour of their services to something called Fast & Testimony meeting.  We fast for two to three meals and donate the money we would have spent and call it a “fast offering.”  The donation goes to families who are down on their luck and need a little boost.  During the service, any members who would like to, are given the opportunity to “bear” or express their personal testimonies in relation to the gospel.

As I wrangled my now nearly 14-month old baby-toddler, I was once again hit with the impact of that tiny human.  I thought I knew love before Baby Zog.  I love Sir Zog.  Marrying him was the best day of my life.  And then the day I gave birth to Baby Zog, replaced that.  His birth-day is the new best day of my life – but only made possible through the first best day of my life.  This is not to diminish the first one. Rather, to honor it. After all, the first-best-day, is the source of all my best-days-to-come. Continue reading

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death by summer cold

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Okay, moms. You are officially the toughest brutes in history of all histories.  I mean, let’s start with the whole pregnancy thing. Not easy. Add birth of a child. BAM, you win. But now, let’s say you have a cold wanting to turn into pneumonia and add a super-duper active 10 month old to the situation who only wants you in the middle of the night and insists on nursing, and SUPER DUPER BAM. Untouchable. Continue reading

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a week of parental mishaps (some funny, some not)

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Sometimes it amazes me that anyone can be a parent. For most of us, there are no tests to pass, or necessary qualifications, other than working parts. Proof?

This week, we had multiple “whoopsies.” The first (and best in my opinion) was when I accidentally locked myself in the car. Yes, I know people think only blondes are dumb. Nope, let the redhead dumb jokes begin.  I have childlock on in the backseat of my car.  We were at Target and I was loading Baby Zog in the car.  A van had parked VERY close to the driver side of my car, so I sat down in the back to put Baby Zog in (his car seat is in the middle) and closed the door. Therein lay my mistake. I finished buckling Baby Zog in and went to get out…and locked. And then I realized my mistake. I tried to reach the front of the car (don’t ask me why I tried this) to unlock it  - but duh, you can only undo child lock with the door open – and from the actual door. I sat there for a minute or two, trying to strategize a plan to get out of my car where I did not have to admit to strangers at Target as to how big of an idiot I was. Seriously, who locks themselves in their own car? You hear about the 911 calls, but you never think that could ever be you. Continue reading

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why yes, I am procrastinating

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Well, maybe that’s not fair. I have work to do but I find that it is far more fun to tweet with my friends (I’m alisonjherzog, btw, if you care), chat online, and read posts ranging from real news to people.com “news.”

You see, I have a baby. What does that mean? I no longer own my own time. By the time Sir Zog comes home to give me a break, my “break” consists of getting paid work done, folding laundry, cleaning up from the day, cooking, cleaning up from cooking, feeding Baby Zog, and retiring to bed. Oh, and possibly working again after putting Baby Zog to sleep. Sir Zog asked me if I’d heat up a few hot dogs for him when he got home from work today and had just relieved me of my 20 lb. sack of squirms. I laughed. Because – I truly realized – my time will never be mine ever again.

This isn’t a bad thing. It’s just a thing. So, when it’s 11:38 pm at night, and I should be working, it’s easy to find myself drifting down other paths. Call it procrastination. I call it breathing for a moment. Or, being a busy momma with a sense of self.

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the mommy wars: working moms?

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The mommy wars are hotter than ever.

When CNN correspondent, Hilary Rosen, made an unfortunate comment about Ann Romney, “never having worked a day in her life,” it added fuel to the fire.  My first reaction was that a poor choice of words detracted from what Hilary was actually trying to say and now no one would stop to think about the intended meaning. And of course, in the aftermath, my thoughts truly melded into one – can’t we all just get along?

Life is complicated enough. We all have different sets of circumstances, different needs, and we all experience life in our own way. BUT, we all have one basic thing in common. We love our children. Continue reading

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boobs

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Baby Zog eats

Profound title, no?  All joking aside, it occurred to me over the weekend on a red-eye flight from Kauai to Seattle how incredibly powerful breasts are.  Seriously.  One moment I had a crying baby (and he had every right to be crying – it was waaaay past dinnertime) and the next moment I had a sweetly silent babe with soft little hands contentedly playing with my nursing cover as he ate.

As a new mother, I’ve had a series of moments where life and deeper significance has suddenly hit me right over the heart. This was one of those moments. Every so often, I have a very brief moment of wishing I wasn’t the only member in the parental equation with a certain set of equipment. But this moment gave me pause. I realized how fortunate I was, and how very possible it was that my husband might feel envy at lacking what only I could provide to our son. So, here’s to you boobs. You are amazing for your ability to nurture, nourish, comfort, and quiet.  Let’s move past the silly, trumped up articles (I’m looking at you Time) and remember your pure, original purpose. To provide love and tenderness in its most basic form.

 

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