Enneagram 3, Type A as they come...
I live for my 3 p.m. iced latte, am almost always in loungewear, and swear Barcelona is the best city in the world.
ONCE UPON A TIME
I was rubbing shoulders with Hollywood’s best, brightest and beautiful(est) every day. But I kept noticing that despite their wealth, fame, and power, they had to deal with the same human crap that we all do. Getting their feelings hurt. Not sleeping well, dealing with an annoying coworker, not being able to find a reliable cat-sitter. No one is immune to the basic, boring parts of life – not even the rich and famous. I was pondering this one evening as I drove home on the PCH, looking at the sunset over the water a little too long, when BAM! I rear-ended someone. It took a car accident for the little voice inside to finally get my attention. It was time for the next chapter.
I listened and listened good. Within two years, I’d committed treason by Hollywood standards: I’d become a mom and moved to the suburbs.
From night one, my newborn didn’t want to sleep in his pricey, non-toxic bassinet. He wanted to be on my chest, as I slept propped up in the middle of my bed.
My heart told me that this was the right decision for us. So I spent hours and days researching safe bedsharing. I couldn’t find much on the web, so I bought a few books on the subject. It took a lot of time and determination to get through them and feel like I had a firm grasp on everything.
I thought about other new parents out there who didn’t have the resources I did to figure it out – what if they didn’t have a supportive partner, or they were already back at work, or they were experiencing debilitating PPA or PPD. What about them?
I had a little, prickly feeling in the back of my mind that wouldn’t go away. I wanted to make safe bedsharing information easily-accessible for the exhausted parent frantically Googling at 3 a.m.
I wanted to create content about the nitty-gritty, practical aspects of being a modern parent with a baby in your bed... The beauty, challenges, and intricacies of safe bedsharing.
So I bought cosleepy.com and got to work.
Top: Nursing my toddler while pregnant. Left, the pregnancy pillow of dreams! Right: Stealing minutes to work on Cosleepy while my toddler napped.
MY REALLY OFFICIAL BIO, the TL:DR VERSION
Tiffany Belanger attended UCLA and adventured in the television and film industry prior to parenthood. In 2020 she founded Cosleepy, a cosleeping one-stop shop to help modern parents keep their babies safe and close at night. She and her husband are currently bedsharing with their two little boys in Sacramento, California.
NOW FOR THE IMPORTANT STUFF
I am ridiculously good at gift wrapping. The holiday season is my time to shine, baby!
Out of all my acting training, improv classes at The Second City were my favorite.
I saved up for two years to pay for my wedding and honeymoon.
I live for good TV. I’m talking The Resort, Severance, Better Call Saul, Handmaid’s Tale.
Your at-a-glance guide to where I stand on all the truly important things.
Wine, a cozy blanket, and good TV.
Writer in New York City.
A flat iron.
Another iced vanilla oat milk latte.
A million times, city!
Saturday Night Live.