When expecting my daughter, I wondered if she’d inherit my green eyes and creativity. I didn’t think much, however, about the traits I hoped she and I would not share. As luck and genetics would have it, we’re both big worry warts. My heart sinks every time she wrings her hands and bites the inside […]
I will sit in the meeting and spend the entire half hour fighting the urge to stand on the table and shout, “Please don’t rush me! This is IMPORTANT! He doesn’t look sick, and he can fly under your radar, and I need you to UNDERSTAND that we can lose him!!!”
Above all, know that that no one can make you happy but you. Some people have beautiful lives and don’t enjoy a second. Others find the light in a bleak world and are completely satisfied.
Losing that nursing bond feels strangely like mourning, like you’re giving up being her Mommy as your lactation shuts down. You feel betrayed by your breasts, and guilty for taking the vacation, for leaving your daughter behind, and for getting so wrapped up in the move across town. You feel ashamed for not having better […]
The way I was trying to support him was trying to turn my son, who clearly lost, into a fake winner for the sake of his feelings. My words were discrediting the hard work and incredible efforts of the other five children who beat him by twisting the facts. I was subconsciously telling him that […]
So my question to myself is my question to you: Are we as a society preparing our boys to become husbands and fathers . . . because prepared or not, the vast majority of them will get married, and they will create children.
I just realized that even though I’m an adult I still tell people that “I’m an only child,” when asked whether or not I have siblings. Besides, the term “only adult” just doesn’t sound right, so for the remainder of this post, I’ll simply refer to us as “onlys.” The following four words are ones […]
