If you watch the talk shows and commercials the week before the Super Bowl, you'll see they promote food for Super Bowl Sunday. So I wonder, is the ...
Could today's children experience "sibling rivalry" -- with the family dog? As an increasing number of Americans consider their pets to be like children -- and themselves to be "pet parents" -- the concept of sibling rivalry is taking on a whole new dimension.
Highly sensitive people are more vulnerable to getting hurt, overstimulated, overwhelmed, and tired. And that also means motherhood can be even more of a challenge.
This book is for everyone who is struggling. This book is for everyone who needs a good story to show them some ways out and that it is possible. That we all have the power to change our lives; the power to define our own happy ending.
"It is common sense," one may exclaim in exasperation, "that reading and texting while driving is dangerous. Isn't the warning superfluous?"
My daughter is just shy of eight months old, and although she can't talk yet, it sure seems like she has a lot to say.
We get really good at debating what's best for the children, but sometimes what's best for the children is what's best for us.
My urge, my only urge, is to wrap her up in my long arms and hold on dearly while the quietest storm passes over us -- only I'm pretty sure there is no storm on the horizon at all. This is growing up. This is riding the seesaw between goofy kid and complex young adult.
Parents need to emphasize to their caregivers the importance of putting away their phones while at work as someone would do in any other job. Of course it is difficult to completely disconnect, however, during work hours most professionals check in at certain points throughout the day and for caregivers this would be when the children are napping or engaged in another activity.
What if, instead of some unobtainable, crazy list -- or even a moderately achievable list -- I made a bucket list of reasonable things I want to experience as a mother before I die?
While I would never claim to be GOOD at the job of being a mother, I can claim, with assuredness, that I am, at least, experienced.
On January 28, it will be 90 days since diabetes Type 1 became a part of my 8-year-old daughter's life.
We want to be skinnier and have the cleanest homes and be able to follow our dreams, all while corralling uncivilized, messy, poopy, shorter versions of ourselves. That really doesn't seem like too much to ask, so I came up with some ways that we can all do this.
I didn't realize the full impact I had made until I received a letter from him several years later. It was a short letter. Only a few lines, but very well may have been one of the most impacting letters I've ever received in my 31 years of life.
Your desire to understand has always been so clear. It's one of your fiercest personality traits, and sometimes you and I butt heads over it. I've always known that you would want to understand this, and while we talked, it was as if I could see the gears working in your mind while you tried to sort it all out.
Before I had children, I was the perfect parent. I knew how to do everything, solve every problem, and handle every childhood dilemma. Then I had kids and I realized I knew nothing -- absolutely nothing.