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Painting the Yellow Room

When we got our new house, we painted one of the rooms yellow. I always thought of it as the baby’s room. And then I had fertility issues.

When Parenting Doesn’t Go As Planned

These two teens living in my house, have survived every parenting mistake I have made. No one is perfect; we are all learning as we go. And that is the one lesson, the most important lesson I have learned; as long as I am doing the best I can do, they are going to thrive.

A Love Letter to My Last Child

Dear last child of mine, You are the last baby I will hold, the last baby whose soft body I will smell, the last one I will feed and comfort at night.

Top 10 Risky Behaviors of Teen Drivers

Reality sets in when your kid slides behind the wheel. Having a teen driver can turn a laid-back parent into a hand-wringing, nail-biting nervous nelly.

Navigating The Summer Before College

If your daughter is heading to college next fall, you’re probably in the same place I was last year. It was my daughter’s last summer before college.

Painting the Yellow Room

When we got our new house, we painted one of the rooms yellow. I always thought of it as the baby’s room. And then I had fertility issues.

When Parenting Doesn’t Go As Planned

These two teens living in my house, have survived every parenting mistake I have made. No one is perfect; we are all learning as we go. And that is the one lesson, the most important lesson I have learned; as long as I am doing the best I can do, they are going to thrive.

A Love Letter to My Last Child

Dear last child of mine, You are the last baby I will hold, the last baby whose soft body I will smell, the last one I will feed and comfort at night.

Top 10 Risky Behaviors of Teen Drivers

Reality sets in when your kid slides behind the wheel. Having a teen driver can turn a laid-back parent into a hand-wringing, nail-biting nervous nelly.

Navigating The Summer Before College

If your daughter is heading to college next fall, you’re probably in the same place I was last year. It was my daughter’s last summer before college.