Peeing with an Audience and Other Things I Didn’t Expect
As mothers, our bodies and lives don’t belong to us anymore. We commiserate with our friends about lack of sleep, picky eaters and milestones.
As mothers, our bodies and lives don’t belong to us anymore. We commiserate with our friends about lack of sleep, picky eaters and milestones.
I have to fight the urge to “fix” my daughter, fight the desire to change who she is. Because children are meant to be unfinished.
I cried when she walked for the first time. And cried every time I thought about it for the following week. She’s getting big so fast…and each first is the last time.
We’re good enough at guilting ourselves, for not being there, for not paying attention, for holding down a full-time job. We don’t need it from other moms.
You’ve seen the memes and advertisements. With the first kid, the mom is fussy and uncertain; by the second kid, they’re confident and together.
Valentine’s Day gives you a good excuse to thoughtfully shower those you love with appreciation and remind them that they matter.
“Our neighbor’s daughter died, it was a freak accident and they are out of town…their son witnessed the whole thing… Do you have any advice to share?”
After the year I had I have realized that even though having a birthday does mean I am aging, being older definitely has its perks.
I’m hoping that this new year will find me a better parent. To help make that a reality, here are the 10 parenting commandments I’m going to follow.
Perfectionism is when what we expect, in our narrowed mind’s eye, comes crashing up against reality, and then there’s a mess.
As mothers, our bodies and lives don’t belong to us anymore. We commiserate with our friends about lack of sleep, picky eaters and milestones.
I have to fight the urge to “fix” my daughter, fight the desire to change who she is. Because children are meant to be unfinished.
I cried when she walked for the first time. And cried every time I thought about it for the following week. She’s getting big so fast…and each first is the last time.
We’re good enough at guilting ourselves, for not being there, for not paying attention, for holding down a full-time job. We don’t need it from other moms.
You’ve seen the memes and advertisements. With the first kid, the mom is fussy and uncertain; by the second kid, they’re confident and together.
Valentine’s Day gives you a good excuse to thoughtfully shower those you love with appreciation and remind them that they matter.
“Our neighbor’s daughter died, it was a freak accident and they are out of town…their son witnessed the whole thing… Do you have any advice to share?”
After the year I had I have realized that even though having a birthday does mean I am aging, being older definitely has its perks.
I’m hoping that this new year will find me a better parent. To help make that a reality, here are the 10 parenting commandments I’m going to follow.
Perfectionism is when what we expect, in our narrowed mind’s eye, comes crashing up against reality, and then there’s a mess.