First you were you.
Then you were a parent.
1. sleep schedule
4. sex/dating life
5. hip width
6. relationship to your in-laws
7. relationship to your own parents
8. frequency with which you lose your temper
9. working memory capacity...
Today was Labor Day in the U.S.
And while all jobs everywhere deserve to be honored, perhaps none deserve to be recognized more than the job of parenting.
It is the silent job that so many of us do in the background of our "real jobs." It's the one we don't get paid for, that has no...
A couple of years ago, a mom came to me, practically crying because she so badly wanted her kids to simply bring their cups to the sink.
We had an amazing conversation about this that had absolutely nothing to do with the cups or the sink.
I am going to take a guess...
Have you ever noticed that when you travel somewhere for the first time, the road can seem long and confusing, but then the second time it doesn't seem that way at all? That's because you have markers along the way. You know what to expect and you can gauge your needs accordingly.
SOME KIDS ARE GENUINELY HARDER.
Why is it so hard for us to admit that, both on a personal and societal level?
I think it is because we have confused "hard" with "bad."
These kids aren't bad. They're glorious. They're just not easy "do it because I said so" kids.
How do you know if you...
I saw this post from Adam Grant on Instagram this week and it made my heart happy:
It also reminded me of a school project I heard about once, where the 5th graders had to argue all sides of an argument between a nature conservancy and a logging company. They had to take turns...
My first child put me through a lot, but you should know, my first "child" was not human.
He was a feral husky mix.
In the end, I gave that dog everything, and he gave me more.
He gave me the gift of knowing that my love had the power to heal: him, me,...
It's no secret that parenting can be exhausting.
All the caretaking. All the bicker-brokering. All the driving.
But while all of those can be tiring, they are not what exhaust you.
Here is what actually exhausts you:
The worry - You lie awake at night wondering if you are...
I remember as a kid looking at my mom and thinking “Why is she hurting so much?” Then I grew up and found out. Grown-up life could be genuinely hard. I could love my kids massively and still sometimes hate parenting them.
But now that it was my turn, I found I simply could...
This is not a post about guns or death.
This is a post about life. About what it means to bring people into the world and raise them, and the contract of safety that we are forced to rely upon when we put them out into society.
Too many things now threaten the assumed safety of that social...
I remember before I became a parent, I asked a close friend with twins to tell me more about what his experience was really like. He paused and thought for a moment and summed it up in one word:
Wow, I thought. Really?? / What does that even mean/ And is it that bad?
And while my...
I cried over an egg the other day.
Well, there was a bit more to it actually.
In fact, there was so much to it I sat down and wrote a poem after it happened.
Luckily while I felt a bit alone in my kitchen at that moment, in my...