
I Can’t Wait to Be Friends with My Kids
A recent conversation with my daughter reminded me what amazing adults my kids are growing into. I can’t wait to be friends with my kids.
A recent conversation with my daughter reminded me what amazing adults my kids are growing into. I can’t wait to be friends with my kids.
I didn’t realize until we finally adopted one of our own why every family needs a dog. They’re the ultimate pet for fun, protection and love.
The excitement is palpable. I am preparing for the arrival of someone else’s “babies”. In blending our families, the bulge is in my heart, not my belly.
We live in a world where boys can wear their mother’s heels and it’s encouraged. Unless they identify as trans. Then it means they’re confused.
It’s my fourteenth wedding anniversary and it’s starting to feel pretty bland. I miss sex but my husband doesn’t. Is a marriage without chemistry worth it?
I always knew the day would come when my boys would ask about my parents, but it’s hard to prepare for the questions that will come from their tiny mouths.
There were some things in I wasn’t prepared to parent through. Having to explain their father’s struggles with addiction to my kids was one of those things.
We made it: we survived. Fifteen years married. Three kids, countless diapers, everything couples do to build a life. And we made it.
It’s been very obvious since the day you were born that you would continue this family trend of strength, and while it makes me proud it also makes me nervous.
Being fierce is a topic that calls for self-reflection. I want my daughter to be fierce, but in a way that speaks to her personality and sense of self.
A recent conversation with my daughter reminded me what amazing adults my kids are growing into. I can’t wait to be friends with my kids.
I didn’t realize until we finally adopted one of our own why every family needs a dog. They’re the ultimate pet for fun, protection and love.
The excitement is palpable. I am preparing for the arrival of someone else’s “babies”. In blending our families, the bulge is in my heart, not my belly.
We live in a world where boys can wear their mother’s heels and it’s encouraged. Unless they identify as trans. Then it means they’re confused.
It’s my fourteenth wedding anniversary and it’s starting to feel pretty bland. I miss sex but my husband doesn’t. Is a marriage without chemistry worth it?
I always knew the day would come when my boys would ask about my parents, but it’s hard to prepare for the questions that will come from their tiny mouths.
There were some things in I wasn’t prepared to parent through. Having to explain their father’s struggles with addiction to my kids was one of those things.
We made it: we survived. Fifteen years married. Three kids, countless diapers, everything couples do to build a life. And we made it.
It’s been very obvious since the day you were born that you would continue this family trend of strength, and while it makes me proud it also makes me nervous.
Being fierce is a topic that calls for self-reflection. I want my daughter to be fierce, but in a way that speaks to her personality and sense of self.