6 Reasons Parents Complain so Much
Parents of little kids notoriously complain a lot. I have two children, ages 5 and 1, and I’m not immune to joking about there never being enough coffee, or the lack of sleep I...
Parents of little kids notoriously complain a lot. I have two children, ages 5 and 1, and I’m not immune to joking about there never being enough coffee, or the lack of sleep I...
Being a mother has not made me a perfect woman. Being a mother has not made my flaws magically go away. Instead, new parts of my personality that I wish would have stayed buried...
Athletic greatness, handsome good looks, brainy grades—parents freely brag about these attributes and achievements of our kids. I hear about how great so-and-so is at this particular sport, or how smart she is, or, even with tiny...
I’m eternally grateful for my ignorance about motherhood before having kids. I naively thought, like everyone else I know, that parenthood was much different than it actually is, or that I was somehow exempt from...
Finding gratitude within the daily stress of stay-at-home mothering: The last month was a challenging one. Without going into unnecessary detail, the past few weeks have felt weighty and stressful, and not holiday cheerful and...
For the parents of little ones: an important reminder for those of us raising kids. I was driving with my family yesterday, on our way home from our second holiday-themed activity for the day. I’m...
Loving ourselves enough to find room for failure: I watch her grip the chunky crayon, moving it strategically to form the letters of her name, the ones that I’ve outlined in dash letters with a...
Marriage these days is a much discussed tradition. There are those who prefer to not partake in it, although this doesn’t necessarily mean not co-existing in a life-long relationship. There are those, too, who...
It’s easy to move through parenthood with a mental “to-do” list. To do: get child to school; feed, clothe, and bathe. To-do: pay bills, go for allergy shots, buy wine, get some sleep, exercise—in...
I was reading to my daughter in bed last night. Looking out the window, the green of the trees contrasted the grey sky, seeming ethereal. The yellow walls were both cheerful and soothing. I...