Lesley Moreau

My son is only 15 months old, so he still doesn’t quite understand what’s going on. But I can tell that each year he’ll be more and more excited about Christmas, and that, in turn, makes me feel excited. I feel as sappy as the protagonist from a Hallmark Channel movie now — and I’m totally OK with that.

November is National Prematurity Awareness Month. Approximately 15 million babies are born prematurely each year. This means roughly one in ten babies will be born preterm worldwide. More than one million of these babies do...

The NICU is a scary place for any parent. But there are many resources that can offer some peace of mind along the way. No one should have to go it alone.

Halloween is a fun holiday, and luckily, when kids are small they won’t insist on a very specific and overpriced character. So go nuts with your imagination, not your wallet. Remember, you won’t have many years where you have this much control and can get away with swiping their candy!

The days are long and exhausting with daycare drop-offs, working eight-hour days, coming home, getting dinner on the table, and prepping to do it all over again for the next one. But they also blend together in a way that makes you question what month it is, like you're Rip Van Winkle, sleepwalking through this chaotic, non-stop world. And so, while some days may drag on, overall months sometimes feel like only seconds have passed. And even though some days are long — and sometimes difficult — I try to soak it all in. Because before I know it, my infant will be a toddler. So I am going to enjoy the baby months for as long as I can. Because those cliches are exactly right.

Now that we're heading into fall, all we want to do is soak up the nice weather. As a Boston mom, there’s so much to do in the city! But when you have an 8-month-old who doesn’t do a whole lot yet, where do you go? Here are some of our favorite Boston day trips for mom and baby.

I have to admit, when it comes to certain things, I am more than willing to take the lazy way out. Working full time on top of being a parent and a playwright allows me access to the easy button every once in awhile. And when it comes to food delivery, I may as well be a sloth, but I’ve learned to be OK with that. Luckily, there are plenty of options to fill my pantry for the long haul or my stomach on a hangry quick fix.

I wondered if I was ready to jump back into it. Would my training and skills have diminished, or is it like riding a bike? Would my sleep-deprived mommy brain be able to remember all my lines and blocking on top of the zillion other things I juggle in my everyday life? Without knowing the answers, I said yes.

My passion for fashion is still there, it just manifests differently now. The enjoyment I once got from finding nice things for myself has morphed into finding and dressing my son in adorable outfits. Since babies grow at lightning speed, I try not to go overboard. But sometimes it’s very hard to resist an outfit with a teddy bear hoodie that says “The Snuggle Is Real.” I mean, I am only human after all.

"Looking at my son today, you'd never think he'd been a preemie. When he gets hangry and downs a bottle like he's been in the Sahara desert dying of thirst for three days, it's hard to believe he was on a feeding tube for the first few weeks of his life. As he achieves all the standard milestones like a pro and is on an average growth track, I know we are lucky that he is healthy — and I am thankful for that."