Those years between 13 and 18 certainly weren't easy, were they? It's amazing that we got through them. Some of us got through them relatively unscathed, while others are still self-conscious about the very issues that we got teased about back then
I lied to you when you were little. They did have the light up, plaid, jeweled sneakers in your size (Emily) and I am the one who threw out the "Kids Beatles" CD you adored (Ben). Kids singing Beatles songs is not the Beatles. I could not take it anymore.
I tried countless different medicines. Too many to mention with too many uncomfortable side effects to explain. I kept a medicine log (along with a feeding log for my newborn) to remember everything.
It was the phone call no mom wants to get -- the call that says your baby is hurting, your baby needs you, and you're 600 miles away.
We took our son to the bookstore constantly in the first four years of his life. What happened next was astounding.
I can only imagine what she was thinking as she danced with her son on his wedding day. Probably back to the long days when she lived on little sleep, wore her hair pulled back too often and changed diapers tirelessly.
It's a strange feeling, saying goodbye to the baby phase. We've been in this phase since returning from our honeymoon. We didn't come back from Hawaii pregnant like most couples; we returned knowing it was the right time to pursue our dreams of becoming dads.
Dear God, Just thought I'd check in. You've been with me every step of the way through this parenting stuff so far. And I could really use an ear ...
Have a broad and detailed perspective of where you want to be, what you want to experience, what your values are, who you want to be around, what emotions you want to fuel you. These are all critical to devoting your time adequately to your grander purpose.
When you have small children, focusing on task completion is the ultimate fool's errand. Of course, accepting this reality did not transform me overnight into a paragon of Zen-like patience.
Our kids are a generation growing up in the shadows of reality television, flash-in-the-pan YouTube stars, TMZ and social media wars.
What's annoying to me are the bravos for Cindy Crawford and Marie Claire magazine for this photo, which must have been hidden in some drawer like it was shameful.
In retrospect, I would have been wise to listen, but we all need to follow our own paths as we embark on the journey of parenthood.
Remember how it felt to be halfway through a math quiz and a classmate gets up and turns it in to the teacher? Maybe that other student rushed, or maybe he or she just happened to be super speedy. Either way, I always came to the same conclusion: I'm just never going to be that fast.
There's no one pre-fabricated plan (or home) to fit all families, and a child's needs may change over time. But when crises flair or progress slows, reconsidering this solid base helps organize your thoughts and leads to concrete actions to take
I allowed the teensy "I can do this" thought to take root and grow strength. I even told a friend about my plans for accountability's sake. And when dinner time rolled around, I did it: I threw the kids in the van and we went to a diner.