As a parent, the freedom is overwhelming. It is worrisome. It is tremendous. We have a child and every moment after is spent letting them go in little bits.
While some may think getting someone to "do their business" in a toilet is simple, parents know it is anything but (no pun intended).
As with untied shoe laces, with chores I'm learning to take the long-view -- a little short-term pain for long-term gain. I'm also finding that these chores are not just teaching my kids some important life lessons, they're also teaching me, as a parent, how to be a little more disciplined and accountable myself.
Maybe I can learn to embrace the flat spots in life, the place between the peaks and valleys. It's not a white surrender flag that there isn't more to do... it's just an acknowledgement that it's OK to be where I am right now and to take my time to get where I'm going.
When I was a child, we played outside for hours without any adult supervision. My mom checked on us and gave us lunch while she was inside "getting things done." We spent hours using our imaginations and making our own decisions.
During an interview with the world-renowned spiritual teacher Eckhart Tolle, we spoke about the intentional focus the news media gives to violence a...
In the big picture, this was really nothing. We have dealt with much more sickness and procedures and surgeries and longer bouts of misery than this. But by the last hour of this struggle, my daughter's moaning and crying got the best of me and I lost it.
Does it really matter what name we're given, or give ourselves? As I was holding dialogues for my newest philosophy book one of the questions that came up on more than one occasion -- especially when I was holding dialogues with expecting parents -- was, "What should a newborn expect?"
I remember how dark it was, and windowless. It was impossible to find anything in the stacked unmarked boxes. My requests for a certain toy or belonging went without answer.
Keeping up with Joneses has been part of our society for some time, but with social networking on the rise with Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, etc., the number of "Joneses" we have to compare ourselves to has expanded profusely.
Thorin made accommodations for his friend's fragility. The forts he built for the two of them now had a cushy bed for Walt. He understood Walt could no longer jump up on his bed, needing to sleep on the floor instead.
All mothering attempts seem to be a reaction: you either emulate your own experience, or you rebel against it.
Yep, potty training blows. But take heart! The key is to find what works for you, and not determine your successes or failures based on someone else's opinion of how potty training should be.
We grew these babies for as long as we could inside our bodies, and the rest in really tough circumstances. They counted on us and we stepped up in ways we didn't know we could. We didn't break and we didn't let premature birth break our children.
Author's note and disclaimer: This post discusses medical stuff, but I am using (mostly) lay terms to describe the experience. When my 22-year-old so...
Being a parent means you outfit yourself with the right kid paraphernalia so you're prepared for anything. How well our diaper bag has been packed can determine the success or failure of any outing.