Too often, we focus on the needs of mama and baby and forget that new dads need love and support too. For many, they are the glue bonding new families together, carrying out silent acts of tenderness between the seams.
I am overwhelmed with gratitude because as I begin this journey into motherhood, into becoming a goddess of giving and devotion to others, my yoga practice nurtures me.
Don't worry about what you did or didn't do yesterday. Don't worry about that long list of flaws and failings no one is keeping but you. Your love and presence are the highlight of someone's life -- the highlight of someone's life. Keep waking up. Keep showing up.
The truth is I don't need sympathy; I need help. That was not an easy conclusion for me to come to.
The key to any kind of successful parenting is keeping our cool -- self-regulation. We have to model the behavior that we want to see in our kids. This means that our adult-tantrums (a.k.a. yelling fits) are not helping us folks.
Great mothering lives in being the biggest fan. It means letting children be who they are instead of trying to change them to be who we want them to be, and it means guiding them gently in the way they should go.
Connecting with peace puts children in harmony with life. When children connect with peace, they live a life of joy, because that is what they attract.
As a mom of four, plus two step-children, I have learned a few things over the last 14 years. I'm not saying that what I have learned will work for you. I'm only saying that if it doesn't work for you, then you're probably not doing it right.
Diet Coke. Fed to my pristinely exclusively organic baby. I had two choices: I could freak out and make a complete jerk of myself to someone who clearly had zero ill intentions toward my child, or I could let it go.
We need to face it: No parent is perfect all the time. It's okay to have bad days, or to look back and realize we had a bad parenting afternoon. Junior will live. And we'll feel better for being honest, rather than wracked with guilt.
As a new mom, I resented my law degree. I resented the responsibility and the expectation it placed on me. But for the first time in a long while, I am grateful to be an attorney. I am grateful to have a profession.
Sometimes our work will force us to be away. Sometimes we will be tired. Sometimes things will be messy (figuratively and literally).
Our children see more than we think. We can tell them what to do, but they will follow the actions we take.
Your grandson told me recently that he picked me to be his mom before he was born. That boy has more wisdom and truth in his heart than any child I've ever met
Just as more and more businesses are opening their doors to kids with differences, you weren't able to think outside your own big blue and yellow box that afternoon.
Maybe it's time we put the cameras away and allow the picture to develop in our minds instead of on a memory card