Dedicated to Developing the Whole Child
Yesterday our 3 year old asked me, “Mom, are you happy?” Most likely in reference to an earlier episode involving our 17 month old, a glass of milk, several rags, a Swiffer and a lot of toddler boy giggles. I said to him, “Sweetie, yes, I am happy. It doesn’t take a lot to make [Read On]
Every once in a while, when I feel lost or ridiculously fortunate, I take a step back. I think about the people who influenced me and shaped me – for better or for worse – into the person I am today, as a mother, especially. I think about what those who are no longer with [Read On]
Today as I was chewing the fingernail of my 15 month old while he was passed out in my arms, I started to laugh hysterically (okay, well, the hysterical part was more in my head than out loud). I was thinking how I would have judged anyone who told me that this approach was in [Read On]
I didn’t realize I was depressed until I became pregnant with my second son. My heart aches for our sweet, darling first born. In retrospect he must have felt my sadness and desperation during that time. I spent the first two years of his life not knowing who I was anymore, an identity crisis that [Read On]
Advice comes from all directions. The below list is one that I compiled from friends near and dear to me. I have a Type A personality. I over think everything in life. I care a lot, probably too much, and I try really, really hard pretty much all the time. It is exhausting! I am [Read On]
