My son is going through his 18-24 month sleep regression, which means we’ve been doing a lot of rocking before bed lately. The boy who used to let us know it was bedtime and would climb into bed, lay his head down and close his eyes without a fight now refuses to do anything of …
Thanks to my job, I travel once every month or two. Most of the time, the trips are short, but sometimes I am gone for a few days. Those trips are hard – being away from my son and husband isn’t easy. Plus, I don’t always have time to call or video chat. Thankfully, I …
My son has been visiting the Two Year Old room at school lately. Every afternoon his class spends the last part of the day in this new magical room full of new toys and big kids. My son loves it in there. In fact, he loves it so much that he runs and hides from …
Nearly twenty-six years ago I lost my father to cancer. I was ten at the time and barely understood the meaning of a forever goodbye. In the decades that followed I was tormented by dreams of him. In many, I’d discover that he’d never really died and that it had all been a horrible joke. …
I’ve never been one to surround myself with a gaggle of girlfriends. I’ve never been good at making friends or keeping in touch. I’ve always been better on my own. I’ve always found peace in my own inner chaos. These are the side effects of being an overly sensitive introvert. I thrive in the silence …
Since November, I’ve become far more vocal and outspoken on social media. I’ve joined the millions of voices in The Resistance and I’ve not been shy about sharing my thoughts and opinions. With this newfound voice, I’ve also found myself on the receiving end of countless trolls and incessant personal attacks and insults. As you …
The first thing I said to my son this morning? “I’m sorry, we let you down yesterday.” The tears in my eyes are not those of a sore loser, but those of a scared mother. Those of you that wish to downplay that, feel free. But, I’ll be holding my likely only child much closer …
One common theme among my friends and myself is that we constantly struggle to find the motivation to do whatever it is we are wanting to do that requires work. The get up and go is hard to come by when your knee deep in dirty diapers, work schedules, laundry, grocery shopping and all the …
Sometimes, I get completely overwhelmed when I start to think about some of the things I have to do – work, family, life, etc. I start to dwell and worry about all the ten thousand what-ifs. What if I don’t know what I am doing? What if they don’t like me? What if I can’t …
I have a lot of irrational fears … flying, elevators, snakes, heights, tire blowouts on the interstate, building or bridge collapses, earthquakes, birds … seriously, I could go on for days of all the ridiculous things I am afraid of. As a new mom, there are a million new fears that I won’t even go …
