Welcome To Sarah Meier's Parenting Series: New Kid On The Block
An intro to the new Metro.Style parenting series from Sarah Meier.
This is a pretty fancy website, the kind of place you go to to look at beautiful things, to see what’s happening in the world at large. I come on here, bleary eyed at two-thirty in the morning, with my infant daughter latched onto my boob, seeking a little bit of an escape, living vicariously through all the globe-trotting, fine-dining, fashion-show attending folks on my screen.
At work pre-baby, interviewing Tommy Hilfiger as Metro’s Editor-at-Large
But now none of us are safe, dear reader, because I’ve officially been tasked to start a parenting series—smack dab in the middle of all the Metro.Style fabulousness. And while I used to be a leader of that global glamour pack, living out of suitcases, zipping between cities for shows, shoots, and interviews, let’s be real; motherhood can be the complete antithesis of this very Instagram idolized kind of life. I am not shy about celebrating this season of my life wholeheartedly from the comforts of my couch. Still, somewhere underneath the eye-bags, the half-open robe, and the knotted hair, the feisty and fashion industry-loving me still lives, and it is in this dichotomy that my storytelling exists.
Kaya Ysabel, 13, and Juno Marceline, 6 months
For those of you who don’t know anything about me, I’m a 37-year-old mother of two daughters, aged 13 years and 6 months. My firstborn, Kaya, became a teenager just three months after my second child, Juno, was born. An entire childhood apart, the lessons I’ve learned (and continue to learn) from them make up some of the most meaningful and life-changing junctures on my journey.
Newborn mom life, the second time around, is SO different.
In this series of stories and glimpses into my parenting journey, expect humor, some sarcasm, and many references to needing a glass of wine. But above all, know that I’m a work in progress, like so many mothers are, and that I do not assume to have answers. What I do have is a healthy dose of optimism, a “keep it real” attitude, and the confidence to tell you exactly what child-rearing looks like in my life. Again, in my life. If moved to, I support your need to roll your eyes at my neuroses, or cluck your tongues at some of my choices. But if you find solace in my chaos, parallelism along our parenting journeys, and a space to laugh healthily about being far from perfect, then welcome to the sisterhood of the traveling rants. Or was it pants? Ugh. I haven’t worn those in eons.
Photographs from Sarah Meier