Coming up on my son’s third birthday has me realizing that unless life throws a very unexpected surprise my way, I have raised my last 2-year-old. As many milestones are, this realization is bittersweet.
For me, age 2 is hard....
This year, my kids have Christmas lists filled with expensive electronics, makeup, and sneakers. They're 11 and 13 now, and I miss the days when they were excited by stuffed animals and Matchbox cars. That said, this new stage...
It's that time of year again. School graduations and parent-teacher conferences and awards ceremonies occur, and suddenly social media is flooded with pictures of beaming kids clutching honor roll awards and student-of-the-month certificates. Captions on these social media posts...
We recently got a story for my daughter called "Giraffes Can't Dance." Gerald the Giraffe loves music, but at the big jungle dance he just feels awkward and doesn't fit in. He meanders off sadly to find space to...
When my husband unexpectedly died, our son was about to turn 2 years old. I had worked with kids and adults as a clinical social worker, and although I had some professional background to support our son, ultimately, I...
The other day my 30-year-old brother ate his 3-year-old’s preschool snacks. A week's worth of them. For breakfast. Neither the wife nor the child was thrilled. There were reports of tears. This was not an isolated incident.
There are those...
I started the tradition over a decade ago. I had moved to Boston from where I grew up in central New York and had my first taste of a more independent adult life outside the familiar shelter of a...
The old saying goes: “It takes a village to raise a child.” Growing up, I heard this phrase recited to my mom, and now I hear it as a mom myself. Inherently, there is nothing wrong with this saying....
At sundown today, October 16, the Jewish holiday of Sukkot begins and lasts for eight days. It's one of those holidays that isn't very well known in the mainstream, but I love taking its messages to heart and reflecting on them every year.
Sukkot...
"I don't really have any answers, as I know that I have more than I can reasonably do, especially during the winter disease season that eats chunks of my time and simultaneously makes my children need me even more. I do know that hearing about other moms' (especially those I admire) struggles with the same issues helps me realize that this may be more a matter of all of us having too much to do, rather than being a personal failing on my part. That really helps."
I hope to preserve this innocence of childhood as long as possible — and to keep remembering to share laughs with my kids through it all!
The first night we let him cry, I cried harder. A whole year of running to his room the moment he stirred — of nursing and shushing and rocking him back to sleep — the urge to go to...
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My Kid Is Not On the Honor Roll — and I...
It's that time of year again. School graduations and parent-teacher conferences and awards ceremonies occur, and suddenly social media is flooded with pictures of...
