The Parenting Moments that Define Us
I remember the moment that parenting slapped me in the face. I mean that in the nicest possible way. The moment that defined me as a mother. That moment that screamed …
I remember the moment that parenting slapped me in the face. I mean that in the nicest possible way. The moment that defined me as a mother. That moment that screamed …
My 4.5 year old craves exploring and learning about the world. As much as I’d love to fire up the iPad every time my child desires to learn more about …
So, like many of you, this morning, I was making my nearly daily run through the Starbucks drive-thru with two reasonably happy, lucky me boys. I was in a great …
My father died on a warm 1977 August day, six months after my twin sister and I were born. When a friend recently genuinely asked me: “You don’t remember your …
The other night something remarkable – like “eye-opening remarkable” – happened in my parenting journey. The parenting moment was rare. You see, I rarely find myself intimately talking with one of …
I am not alone in admitting that yelling is a natural instinct when my blood begins to boil and my children push all the right buttons. The thing is that …