​I just spent a few minutes looking at my “Today in the Past” photos of Facebook, including a few pics of my husband and me with our newborn daughter, who is 10 now.

​Oh, I’d give anything to go back to those days…Actually, wait. That was REALLY hard, and there were a lot of tears, exhaustion, and anxiety

(Why don’t they tell you that in a diaper commercial!) 

Looking back, though, I realize that this time could have been so much easier and more enjoyable if I had seen things a little differently. I wish I could go back and tell my younger self what I know now.

1. Listen to your instincts and intuition. While I was super confident before having the baby in my ability to care for her, I quickly lost that confidence when I was holding a crying baby who wouldn’t latch and everyone kept telling me what I should or shouldn’t do. I wish I had had the guts to tell them what I felt in my heart so strongly. In hindsight, I knew what was best for me and my daughter, but I didn’t trust myself enough. 

I’m not saying to ignore medical professionals or the well-meant advice of other moms, but voice your own thoughts first and make sure you are heard and seen. Because, after all, mother does know best.

​2. A crying baby is not the end of the world. Although, truth be told, it can sure seem that way sometimes. Most of the time, though, they’re just trying to get what they need. So, be patient and calmly offer what she might need. Food, a clean diaper, sleep, connection, and love. Nine times out of ten, that will do the trick. And if not, keep calm and seek help. 

Sometimes, there can be other issues that are causing the crying. Our daughter had reflux, so there was a lot of crying, very little sleep, and as a result, an overtired baby, who was very hard to settle. This is all a hindsight 20/20 thing, though, because back then, I took me weeks to figure it out, and I put some of the pieces together months later. 

3. The sun will rise again. I felt the most lonely during nighttime when I was walking round and round in my room with a crying baby who wouldn’t fall asleep despite my best efforts. She was overtired, and so was I. I think those were the times I cried the most in the beginning. What I’d love to whisper in my past self’s ear is that this too shall pass. After this night, there will be daylight again. The baby will sleep eventually and in a few weeks, she’ll have figured out this night and day thing.

4. It’s just a phase. “This too shall pass,” as my Dad used to say. Every mom has probably heard this tip and given it to another mom, but while we’re in the trenches, it can be hard to remember. Everything is a phase with little ones. So, sometimes, the best you can do is just ride out the waves. And, for better or worse, it all really does fly by. 

​5. Know what to expect. I often wish I’d done more research on what to expect in the newborn phase (or even past that). Obviously, you can’t know everything, and every baby is different, but what I learned is that doing a little reading upfront can ease a lot of fears and help figure out what’s not working before it drives you insane.

6. Do things that make you feel normal. I struggled for the longest time to consolidate my past identity with my new identity as a mom. To be honest, I still do sometimes, but what has helped immensely is writing down when I feel most like myself and doing those things as often as possible.

Also, create routines. I found that routine activities made me feel happy and gave me a sense of control. 

7. Ask for help. Can’t stress this enough! It does take a village to raise a kid, so don’t think you have to do it all by yourself. Ask your spouse, your family, or your friends to help out. It could be as simple as having someone to talk to when you’re covered in baby spit-up and in desperate need of a grown-up conversation. Or it could be a couple of hours of sleep or time to yourself. Have a friend do grocery shopping for you, or ask your spouse to take care of laundry.  

8. Relax into it. This is definitely the hardest to do but makes all the difference. I still haven’t mastered it years into motherhood, but those times when I’ve managed to slow down, breathe and relax into it have been the best. Even when it happens as you’re trying to put your baby down and it’s been an hour already. Especially then.

9. Loosen up and let go. Bruce Lee once said, “Be like water, my friend.” In other words, go with the flow. You’re bound to have spit-up on your shirt 24/7, a messy home, crazy-lady hair, and a never-ending pile of laundry. 

You could either stress about it or just let it go. Don’t worry, one day you’ll discover you’ve worn the same shirt for the whole day. You will get back on track with your laundry. You most definitely will find time for personal care again. One day, I promise!

So, if you’re down in the trenches right now, or about to become a new mom for the first (or third) time, I hope this post offered some support, understanding, and most importantly, a gentle reminder that the hard parts will pass, and the joy will only grow. 

You’ve got this, mama!

I'm Missy, a mother of three and a middle school drama teacher at a private school. I'm obsessed with my Vizsla (dog), traveling, and the musical Hamilton. I also enjoy writing and sharing fun parenting stories, which is what brought me here.

How to Start Making Life Happen for You

Something I’ve seen time and time again is this idea about life happening to you. Be patient. Success is coming. Sit still and listen. Wait your turn. You don’t have to do anything outside of being willing to accept success. Wait, wait, wait. 

I don’t just disagree with this mindset, I abhor it, and here’s why: I saw a quote recently and it said “Nobody cares about your excuses. Nobody pities you for procrastinating. Nobody is going to coddle you because you’re lazy. It’s your a$$, you move it.” Read that last part again, “It’s your a$$, you move it.” 

Now, I don’t feed into the COVID excuse. I really don’t. I think this is a time to be creative and learn how to adapt your business to a changing world. I also think it’s a time to preemptively strike on the things that will remain different until they become the same. After 9/11, the world changed. We changed how we walked through airports, our check-ins for building security became much more stringent and our overall awareness in public multiplied by the thousands. We don’t even remember what it was like before that. I don’t know the last time I was in Penn Station without a military presence. This is no different. While we will return to many things that feel normal, there will ultimately be things that never change back and, quite frankly, shouldn’t. I don’t need to share a meal with the table next to me at a restaurant. I like my space. My point is, this is a time for growth. It is not a time to make excuses.

So, how do we remain productive or even better, how do we become productive (maybe even for the first time) as our world shifts? How do we take ownership and responsibility for ourselves when the world is seemingly saying “Oprah wasn’t successful until she was in her 30’s. Wait.” Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but Oprah worked her a$$ off before her wild success started. Michael Jordan may have cried after being cut from his high school basketball team, but it drove him to work harder. He practiced more. Steve Jobs was fired but didn’t wait for someone to hand him his next company. He put his big boy pants on and did the damn thing. Your life is not a meme. It cannot be summed up by the minimized paths to success that celebrities took. Let me be clear, I’m not saying we should just work, work, work. My advice is to use this changing time to figure out what feels right to you and create an action plan to make it happen. I cannot shout it louder, success will not just happen to you. You have to be an active and vigilant participant in your own life.

Because I hate when people offer advice without action, so here’s a checklist of things to do:

1. Always have a five-year plan. I don’t mean pie in the sky, I mean a logistically-driven, actionable plan. Edit that five-year plan once a year.

2. Set big goals. You can’t change your life without knowing what that looks like. Achievement comes in all different forms, true satisfaction comes from setting metrics and hitting them.

3. When you hit your goals, set more and set them bigger. Success was never driven by setting small goals. It doesn’t benefit us to goal ourselves on things we already know we can do.

4. Play on your strengths. Comfort zones can be a great thing. I know my strengths and I know my weaknesses. I use both to my advantage by doing the things I’m good at and doing them really, really well. I also know it’s important to push past my comfort zone and turn some of those weaknesses into strengths.

5. Speaking of weaknesses, choose a few. We’re only human. It’s impossible to master everything, all the time. Take a look at your weaknesses and focus on turning around the ones that most closely tied to your version of success.

6. Lastly, get to know yourself. It’s really hard to understand what you want out of life if you don’t even understand who you are. Know what makes you tick, know what makes you happy, know what you want.

I’ll leave with you this: One of my favorite things to witness on the planet is other people’s success. I love hearing goals and then seeing people crush them. There is infinite room for success in our world and, if I can help someone achieve their success, I’m all in. Life is about partnering with the right people, at the right time. Life is about asking questions and asking for help when you need it. If you read this and feel like I’m someone who can help you, reach out. I’m open. Let’s murder the mindset of life happening to us and start making life happen.

Jess Ader-Ferretti HBIC at Shit Moms Won't Say
Tinybeans Voices Contributor

Jess Ader-Ferretti is the creator and host of the growingly popoular web series, Shit Moms Won't Say. Jess is a born and rasied New Yorker who lives with her wife, Katie and their daughter, Lillie. Tune into Shit Moms Won't Say every Monday at 8PM EST on YouTube. 

I was seven months pregnant with my first daughter when an acquaintance asked me about my plans for maternity leave. I was lucky, I told her. My employer provided eighteen weeks of paid leave. During my leave, I figured I could stay on top of what was happening at work while the baby slept, answering emails and hopping on to e-meetings. “I’ll probably be ready to go back pretty quickly,” I told her. “I’m not sure how I’ll handle the slower pace of staying at home with a newborn.”

Up until that point, I had managed to spin every plate life brought me. I had been leaning hard into my career, juggling multiple high-stakes projects with a bustling personal life. I had a couple of degrees, a successful job, and so far, a lot of unrealistic expectations about motherhood. Like many parents, I thought I knew a whole lot about having a child before I even had one. I thought I could do it all.

And then my baby came.

The joy that came with holding my little one for the first time soon morphed into something I’d never experienced before: a type of whole-body, whole-brain exhaustion that rendered me pretty much useless at anything besides keeping my baby alive. As predicted, I did have a good portion of my days free while my baby slept. But I was hardly functional during those hours because my daughter was up all night. In the first few months of my daughter’s life, I was so woozy I could hardly hold a conversation with my husband— let alone my manager or a colleague.

And then there was breastfeeding. I was determined to make it work because I knew about the health benefits for me and the baby. But I can count at least half a dozen times I almost threw in the towel. I spent night after night awake with my screaming infant trying to feed, wondering when I’d start to feel normal again—when I’d begin to feel at home in my body, when I’d get a full night’s sleep, and when the edge of anxiety constantly grating on me would finally dissipate.

I thought back to my passing comment about maternity leave. Even three solid months into motherhood, I wasn’t near ready to go back to work. I was stressed all the time, my daughter was still struggling to feed, and if you asked me about self-care, I would have stared at you blankly. I remember trying to come up with a way to pamper myself and remember I was a person, too. All I could come up with was thirty seconds of flossing my teeth, but it felt glorious. In other words: I was stretched close to my breaking point. Having to worry about finances or get myself together to go to work after being awake all night would have done me in.

Even so, I was among the small percentage of parents who actually have access to paid leave. Parents without that same privilege would be forced to choose between their baby’s health and their own well-being and a third variable: either working or taking time off without pay.

Once I had the luxury of sleeping through the night again (it took a good year), I realized parental leave isn’t just a nice add-on to a benefits package. It’s an essential, a human right. Our mental and physical health hinges on it. Motivated by my experience, I started advocating for better-paid leave policies and coaching friends to approach their managers about improving benefits. I joined the board of an organization that advocates for paid medical and family leave for all Americans. And just last year, I went all in. I quit my job and started a platform dedicated to educating parents on how to make choices for their family’s well-being called Exhale Parent. Exhale’s central content is a trove of information about understanding and navigating through parental leave, which I personally knew to be incredibly confusing. Because of my time in the trenches of early motherhood, I want to help other parents earn the rights they deserve.

Looking back, there are some things I’d do differently with my first baby. Had I known the struggle that was ahead—and how essential parental leave is for a family’s well-being—I would have recalibrated my expectations for my leave. And when my friend asked me about my plans for maternity leave, I would have skipped the self-serving answer. Instead, I would have told her I was going to soak in every minute of time with my baby, because even the longest, most exhausting days pass by too fast.

 

Founder & CEO of Exhale Parent and Diapertainment, Board Member, and former Private Equity executive; graduate of Yale and Harvard Business School; Mom of 3 littles.  

Photo: Melissa Heckscher

Dear Teachers,

I just want you to know, there are days when I want to give up on this whole “distance learning” thing.

There are days that I want to close my eyes and surrender—to let my kids plug themselves into Youtube or Xbox or whatever device they’d rather watch instead of doing schoolwork. Because seriously: Getting my 8 and 10-year-old boys to focus on school (while my gleefully unoccupied 5-year-old daughter frolics around the back yard belting out Frozen 2 songs) seems close to impossible.

But I don’t give up. You know why?

Because you don’t.

No, every school day since this whole “Shelter in Place” thing started, you’ve been there. In fact, I’ve mapped out our daily schedule based on what you’ve laid out for us: Zoom meetings in the morning; art in the afternoon; read-alouds at lunch. You give us someplace to “go.” Thank you for that.

I know it can’t be easy. For one, you’ve managed to get whole classes of kids—and their parents—proficient at Zoom. That alone is an accomplishment, but it’s not all you’ve done: Along with knowing how to navigate his Chromebook like a pro and type 54 words per minute, my second-grader can now put together a Powerpoint Presentation better than I can. That’s all you, Teacher. Thank you.

And don’t think we don’t realize how much time you’re spending on us. You’ve shot videos, sent lesson plans, hosted Zoom meetings, given advice, and offered extra help—even while some of you have your own children needing your attention, too (I’ve seen you calmly tending to your kids mid-Zoom, Fourth Grade Teacher, and I just want to say you’re amazing).

You’ve spent your nights reading and reviewing kids’ work—scouring endless pages of Common Core math problems, grammar sentences, essays and tests—even when you have your own families to care for.

You’ve dealt with us parents, answering what must be an onslaught of e-mails, despite the fact you’ve probably already addressed all said concerns in previous e-mails or Google Classroom posts. (Sorry about that. )

You’ve worked hard, even when you were tired. You’ve kept going, even when you were drained. You’ve navigated this strange remote learning world, even when you weren’t sure whether you were doing it right. (You are!)

Most importantly: You’ve shown up for my kids with the same loving-but-“Let’s get down to business” attitude they’ve known all school year—even as the weight (or loneliness) of working from home amid a pandemic has become so big you’ve probably felt like you can’t always carry it.

But you can.

I can.

And the kids certainly can.

So that’s why I keep going. Because how can I tell my kids that I can’t handle this when you’re handling it tenfold (24-fold, to be exact)?

How can I tell my 8-year-old I don’t have the energy to homeschool when you have the energy not only to corral a roomful of Zoomed pre-tweens into silence—but also to ride your bike past the home of EVERY SINGLE CHILD in the class just so you could give them a smile in person? (Seriously, thank you for that.)

How can I tell my 5-year-old I can’t give any more of myself when her preschool teacher just opened up her own back yard for scheduled, unlimited solo visits to her trampoline?

You, teachers, amaze me.

And while you may not be getting the hand-painted “Thank you” signs or live-streamed TV specials that are being given to the pandemic’s “front line” workers, you are just as valuable.

And so I want to take this opportunity to tell you:

You are our anchor.

You give us a routine when everything else is so enormously outside that routine.

You make things feel normal when everything else is so far from normal.

You keep us going.

Thank you, teachers, for everything you do. We love you.

In honor of Teacher Appreciation Week, join us in putting “Thank You Teachers!” signs in your window this week. 

Melissa Heckscher is a writer and mother of three living in Los Angeles. She is a former staff writer for the Los Angeles Newspaper Group and the author of several books, including,The Pregnancy Test: 150 Important, Embarrassing, and Slightly Neurotic Questions (Quirk Books, 2011). 

Girls know how to create stories on Instagram. They are experts at Snap streaks. They can run circles around us when it comes to using social media platforms to share photos and their highlight reel as well as self-promote. Yet, they do not always know the power and potential of their own voices.

When it comes to speaking up for what they want and need or advocating for social injustices, they hold back. There’s a global trend for growing girls: a loss of voice.

How can their competency shift from bolstered confidence on a screen to vanishing self-confidence when it comes to their own voices? Fear. The fear of being misunderstood, criticized or condemned or, worse yet, rejected or ostracized.

As girls will tell you, when they must choose between fitting in with the group’s consensus and standing out with an opinion their own, they’ll choose conformity over individuality every single time. Researcher Carol Gilligan calls this “psychological dissociation” whereby girls silence their voices or their knowledge of feelings, desires and opinions in order to stay connected in relationships.

Looking at the maturation and developmental process can give us insight as to why this happens. Around age 10, an interesting trend emerges, as the result of both biology and sociology. Being hard-wired to connect, girls seek out social bonds to feel safe and secure, to relieve stress and to gain social support. In the process, a sense of belonging becomes more vital for survival than honoring their own thoughts, feelings and opinions. Whether she’s connecting online or in-person, she can feel self-conscious or “weird” for having different beliefs and ideas. She’ll doubt her voice, hold back and say what others want her to say.

In my newest book Raising Girls’ Voices, I interviewed girls ranging in ages from eight to 23 years old. I gained insight into how they view themselves, what makes them feel strong and powerful and their opinions on school, friendship and social media. I learned they not only had a voice but they had a lot to say. They talked about their struggle of wanting to say what they truly thought yet feeling worried they’d risk judgment and exclusion.

Given her strong need to fit in and the fact she wants to talk, how do we teach girls they not only have a voice that matters, but the necessity of using her voice? Here are four ways to guide her as she realizes the potential and power of her voice:

Teach girls to listen to their inner voices.

In a busy, noisy, distracting world with so many competing interests, it can feel almost impossible to ask a growing girl to slow down let alone listen to her inner voice. Yet, we can teach her to take time for herself: to be still and quiet and yes, put down her device so she can attune to her voice.

Not the critical voice telling her what she should have said or done, telling herself she’s not good enough, reprimanding herself for a mistake or error in judgment, but the voice that urges her to keep going, to dare to dream and that shows her the way. A few minutes each day is all it takes.

Remind girls to trust their inner voices.

Most girls I know are filled with self-doubt and uncertainty. What’s it going to take to shift them away from asking us what we think of their decision to trusting herself enough to know what’s right for her? Trust takes time and experience. Girls need to know they have intuition and instincts, a sense or a feeling.

The best way to trust her inner knowing is to ask her questions without answering them for her. For instance, as her questions such as how she feels about the decision, what she thinks of how she was treated by her friend, or even, “When you first met the new girl, what was your impression of her?” These questions encourage self-reflection and redirect her away from approval seeking to self-trust. Over time they just know; they know because they’ve done this before.

Encourage girls to share their voices.

When girls share, they almost always feel relieved and normal. One thing I know about girls is this: they have stories—interesting stories—to tell and they long to offer their experiences. So often, they hold back, they give is the minimized version. “I had a good day.” They need so much encouragement to tell us more.

We can start with assuring her that what she has to say matters. Further, we can ensure she knows we will listen without interrupting or critiquing. Also, girls need to share their ideas and insights with other girls they trust. From my experience, sharing breaks down their natural tendency to compete and compare and builds up their depth of connection.

By being vulnerable, girls learn courage and empathy; they come to understand each other better and feel normal. It’s the “me too” experience in the most positive sense of the word and the embodiment of “we are more similar than we are different.”

Empower girls to use their voices.

Not every girl has this privilege. In fact, many are silenced—shut down, dismissed, disregarded. So, girls who can use their voices, should. This means standing up for themselves when they are mistreated and disrespected. At the same time, it means standing up for others who don’t yet have the confidence or the ability to self-advocate. The challenge is insecurity.

We need to give girls the power to stand strong in their beliefs and voice their opinions if they feel it’s right to do so, regardless of what others think. We can best empower her by first asking about her opinion and giving her time to get her words out and second, by listening. When we truly hear her and validate her thoughts, she comes to understanding her words matter and she grows more comfortable in expressing herself without over-explaining or apologizing.

Prompts to try can include: “I believe…,” “I think…,” “I agree because…” or “I disagree and here’s why…” This power is what then enables girls to think beyond their homes to create positive change and to begin to make the world a better place to live

In Enough As She is, Rachel Simmons writes this, “As little girls, they might be feisty and spirited, forceful and stubborn, but as the unwritten rules of young womanhood sink in, this once fierce voice becomes muted or even silent” (xv). Let’s challenge these “unwritten rules.” How? By guiding girls to listening to, trusting, share and use their voices. Girls need both the confidence to know their authentic voice matters and the inner strength and courage to raise their voices.

I am a girl advocate and girls champion; the founder of Bold New Girls, teaching and coaching for girls and their parents. As well, I am the author Growing Strong Girls and Rooted, Resilient, and Ready (available on Amazon and Audible). I am an international speaker and an instructor with Udemy. 

Tito and I became best friends.

It was during a period I like to call “The Total Eclipse” because these happen only once every hundred years or so. I grew fond of the Austin, Texas-based vodka a year after my son was born. I was 36.

Clink, clink ice into the glass. Tito’s took the edge off after a long day of work.

Tito’s made the grit of the day smooth. It made me feel normal and jubilant. Soon—too soon—our relationship manifested into an unhealthy pairing. Turbulent verbal exchanges with my husband? Clink. Bad day at work? Clink. Feelings of inadequacy? Clink. Tito’s was not the best confidante or influence.

In retrospect, he fed me a bunch of crap and sorta ripped my life apart.

One morning, I looked up with one eye towards what I thought was the sun. My naked body ached, especially my back. It was throbbing as though I’d been lashed. Thrown-up scrambled eggs were splattered across the floor; my husband had made an attempt to sober me up with protein. I had spent Wednesday evening with Tito, passed out in the bathtub. I suppose I was drawing a bath, but the water and soap never happened. After being dragged to bed, I awoke dazed. Total darkness.

Why was I doing this? I am past my partying days. I didn’t crave alcohol. There was a deeper reason for my behavior. My mind was muddy. What I wanted was not clear.

A certain sadness had rolled in with the Equinox. I had nodes of happiness in between long bouts of hopelessness. Eclipses. Sometimes, episodes of sadness would extend over weeks, numerous fortnights.

I suffered in silence. I’d perfected the art of pretending to be happy. My smile, twinkling eyes and humor were ready and intact for any encounter. Of course, maintaining a facade of elation is extremely draining. Faker, I’d tell myself.

Since I was a stay-at-home mom, I fought off the melancholy with chores and arduous tasks, like refurbishing furniture. I would validate my work by trying to sell it on LETGO. No one bought my pieces. In fact, they still sit in the garage or are nestled between the furniture in my mother’s house. Still, they were a labor of love and a depiction of my mind at the time: used and messy.

When the evening settled into a still quiet, I hid my sadness from my son in soft sobs behind the shower curtain. I cried for the loss of my single-life, my miscarriages, my home in Austin, for the buried emotional trauma suffered as a child. If not crying secretly, I’d sleep. But to sleep meant I must wake, so I dreaded both.

When given the choice, I chose to sleep. In my dreams, fantastic phenomenons like kissing Ryan Gosling or traveling at light speed on a star occurred. Nebular. My life was a cycle of events encased in gray matter. It was colorless and without fervor. I simply was a revolving ball of cells moving through time.

I am matter, but would I or my life ever matter? 

My son and husband often were my source of power and courage to continue through each day. Do my chores. Pick a new project. But my days would run together, and I would lose track of the date.

Saturday. Tuesday. Tuesday. Sunday… Someday.

I was alone and isolated in Midland with a new baby. My mind ran feverishly throughout these phases. Most of the time, as a deterrent, my mind was focused on creating new pieces, whether it be jewelry, furniture or art. I battled my dark bouts of depression with alcohol and mostly isolation.

Full of anxiety, I had a painful urge to meet the expectations of Earth, my family and friends. What was wrong with me? Why couldn’t I embrace the changes in my life and be happy? Was I allergic to happiness? Were happiness and I foes in a previous life? Yet, I chased happiness: day-to-day, phase-to-phase, moon to moon.

Then one day, “The Total Eclipse” ended.

I was diagnosed with Bipolar II disorder, which is characterized by long bouts of depression. Most notably, I have an uneven level of chemicals in my brain produced by the hypothalamus.

I struggled through “The Total Eclipse” of my ’30s, searching for answers. Although I personally embrace everyone’s idiosyncrasies—and even perhaps even their craziness—I’ve learned that asking for help when your craziness is caught in the shadows can save your life. 

Now, I’ve found that just beyond the horizon, cresting—where the illumination is brightest—is my happiness. You can do anything…. Anything you can…  Just head towards the light.

This post originally appeared on Midland Moms Blog.

Sonia is a writer and artist living in West Texas. She taught upper week of writing for over decade and now takes on writing projects as a stay-at-home mom. She develops interesting narratives depicting her life as a modern mother of a toddler. 

If your kid has food allergies, dining out can be both difficult and scary. Since 1 in 13 kids in the U.S. has a food allergy we’ve researched where your family can find safe and delicious accommodating meal options in San Diego. The following restaurants have well-labeled menus and well-trained staff that cater to diners who have food allergies. It’s wise to call ahead with questions, speak with the chef or manager when ordering, expect some variations between locations and realize menus may change. For now, read on to discover a new place to take your kids to have a yummy, worry-free meal! Allergy-friendly breakfasts, lunches, dinners and divine treats ahead!

photo: John C. via Yelp

The Cottage
Enjoy beautiful patio seating, a kids menu, exceptional service and an award-winning brunch where attention to detail and time spent to get allergy orders right is the norm. Go early and use the Yelp app to “reserve” a seat during the breakfast rush to minimize wait time.

Menu Highlights: Stuffed French toast, eggs Benedict, fresh muffins.
Allergy Friendly features: Gluten-free and Vegan “Exceptions” menu, highly-trained staff, celiac safe.

7702 Fay Ave.
La Jolla, Ca 92037
Phone: 858-454-8409
Online: cottagelajolla.com

The Trails Eatery
At this cozy neighborhood restaurant, rest assured food is delicious and safe to eat. We especially love breakfasts here. Produce is perfectly fresh. On busy weekend mornings, grab a free mug of coffee outside while you wait for a table.

Menu Highlight: “Sin”-namon Roll Pancakes are fluffy and covered in decadent swirl icing.
Allergy Friendly Features: Gluten-free menu, celiac safe, vegan substitutions, dedicated prep and storage area,  knowledgable wait staff. Nut allergies: Avoid fried foods.

7389 Jackson Dr.
San Diego Ca 92119
Phone: 619-667-2233
Online: thetrailseatery.com

photo: Lena Y. via Yelp

Plant Power Fast Food
When you want life to feel normal again, look to Plant Power Fast Food. They offer kid favorites like burgers, fries and shakes and adults rate them highly too–– for taste, efficiency and commitment to health. Their plant-based menu items contain no animal products , GMOs or preservatives. Grab a bite via the drive through to take home like any other family after baseball practice… without the worry.

Menu Highlights: The Big Zac (think McDonald’s counterpart), Voodoo fries smothered in chili chez goodness. Kids love the The ‘chicken’ tenders and root beer float.
Allergy Friendly features: Online link to allergen info including soy, nuts, and gluten.

2204 Sunset Cliffs Blvd.
San Diego, Ca 92107
619-450-6845

411 Santa Fe Dr.
Encinitas, Ca 92024
760-452-2352
Online: plantpowerfastfood.com

Tender Greens
Count on Tender Greens for seasonal menu items using locally sourced produce. Choose a main and how you’d like it served: on a plate, sandwich or salad. Enjoy patio seating, fresh ingredients and affordable prices.

Menu highlights: Fresh roasted chicken and mashed potatoes, super fresh salads piled high.
Allergy Friendly Features: Find an online menu for each location with detailed allergen info, recommendations for salad dressings without allergens and warnings about items with possible cross-contamination.

4 locations: UTC, Mission Valley, Liberty Station and Downtown
Online: tendergreens.com

photo: Ryan H. via Yelp

2Good2B
Everything at this North County gem is made gluten-free. Nothing on the menu contains corn or soy either, so this is a haven for those with food allergies. They also boast vegan and dairy free items. Order at the counter and enjoy eating without a care in the bright, cheery dining area with friendly staff. You’ll love the freedom of being able to order anything from the menu filled with comfort food.

Menu Highlights: Baguettes, quiche, soups. Don’t miss the bakery counter brimming with apple and mixed berry pies and tons of cupcake choices: lemon, raspberry coconut, strawberry with divine icing.
Allergy Friendly Features: No gluten, corn or soy used. Many items can be made dairy free. Celiac safe.

2 locations: Encinitas and Rancho Bernardo (note, they are closed on Mondays)
Online: 2good2b.com

Phil’s BBQ
Sit down at a booth, enjoy the game on one of the many big screens and relax with a huge plate of ribs. Phil’s acclaimed BBQ can be safely enjoyed by those allergic to egg, nuts, dairy, fish and gluten. When ordering, let staff know of allergens and how you’d like food handled and plated.

Good to know: Phil’s sauce is too spicy for many kids. Ask for sauce on the side.

Menu Highlights: Ribs, slaw, pulled pork, Phil’s BBQ sauce
Allergy Friendly Features: They have a dedicated fryer that handles freshly cut fries only. Most items on the menu can be prepared to meet allergy needs. Review their allergy menu before heading to the restaurant.

Locations: Sports Arena, San Marcos, Santee, Rancho Bernardo
Online: philsbbq.net

True Food Kitchen
You’re in good hands when ordering at True Food Kitchen. The menu clearly notes gluten-free and vegan choices. Knowledgeable waitstaff help customize your meal to accommodate allergies. Watch chefs prepare fresh, delicious meals in their open floor plan and open kitchen.

Menu highlights: Several vegan pizzas served flatbread style (gluten-free crust may be subbed in for any pizza on the menu). Their kid menu includes burgers, pizzas and sandwich options.
Allergy Friendly Features: Peanut free restaurant, When alerted of an allergy, kitchen uses separate utensils and prep area. Menu clearly labeled.

2 locations: Mission Valley, UTC
Online: truefoodkitchen.com

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Starry Lane Bakery
This dedicated facility, free of all of the top 10 food allergens, is a big winner with families dealing with allergies. The bakery carries 10 different cupcake flavors daily as well as scones, fresh fruit tortes, cinnamon rolls and breads. If you have a kid with allergies, make a special day out and enjoy their warm, welcoming atmosphere and a children’s table filled with crayons, books and board games.

Menu highlights: Pretzel buns, specialty cupcakes, holiday-themed pies and cookies
Allergy Friendly Features: Strict policies against outside food or drink. Eat safely without cross contamination. Full ingredient list available online

3925 4th Ave.
San Diego Ca 92103
Phone: 619-328-0500
Online: starrylanebakery.com 

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Bricks Family Restaurant
We love that this restaurant, located in the LEGOLAND Hotel, takes on the responsibility to keep guests safe by asking each party as they arrive if anyone has a food allergy. If the answer is yes, the chef visits the table and gives a huge variety of options that will be prepared fresh. Breakfast is included with hotel reservations, but families can eat here without being registered hotel guests. Great for a special birthday celebration where your little one can eat anything and be surrounded by awesome LEGO decor!

Menu highlights from the regular buffet: Made-to-order omelette station and kid-sized buffet station. Allergen free muffins and pancakes.
Allergy Friendly Features: Well-trained wait staff and kitchen staff. Chef speaks directly to table to accommodate allergies. Food is made fresh to order to keep guests safe.

5885 The Crossings Dr.
Carlsbad, Ca 92008
Phone: 760-444-5623
Online: legoland.com/hoteldining

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Bean Sprouts Cafe
Located within The New Children’s Museum downtown, this awesome cafe offers playful, healthful options with kids in mind. The cafe even won the Best Food Allergy Innovation Award! They cater to kiddos with food allergies or diet preferences by offering vegetarian and vegan, gluten-free, dairy-free, casein-free, nut-free, egg-free, and soy-free menu items. Choose sandwiches cut into creative, enticing shapes with names like Flutterbite and Grilledzilla. Pizza, hummus and fun snacks and treats are available too.

Menu Highlights: Their Imaginnibbles menu is at kid height. The Sunbutter and organic jam sandwich is an instant crowd-pleaser.
Allergy Friendly features: Online access to allergen info.  Safe choices available for nut-free, dairy-free, soy-free, vegan and gluten-free.

200 W. Island Ave.
San Diego, Ca 92101
Online:  beansprouts.com/cafe

––Cherie Gough

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