Is it really the baby who needs a strict, set routine? Or is it my own anxiety that is eased when things are predictable? Where exactly do her needs end and mine begin?
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What is it about girlfriends that makes us go against every fiber of our beings just to be accepted? I wish I had the answer.
I don't know of anything else that could have made me feel worse or more of a failure. Those words confirmed my worst fears: I am not good enough. I am not doing enough. I am not strong enough. I am not capable. I am a failure.
Let's face it, raising children is a hard job. It's wonderful, fulfilling and life affirming, but it's also hard. For some that's a dirty little secret. For me, not so much.
After all four of my boys burst into tears, I decided enough was enough.
There is no magical age when kids are suddenly primed to go potty; it's all about their readiness level, and it's not something you can push or even force.
hese women may be invisible in the anals of history but their strength and kindness will live on through their extraordinary families.
Our love for our kids is unconditional. And so, I officially forgive my kids for all of the following.
We all hear about the "terrible twos," but any parent of a 3-year-old can attest to the chaos and insanity that punctuate at least some portion of our days.
Year 7: Nothing will be more endearing than coming home to find your husband with his hair in barrettes having a tea party with your daughters.
Parentless parents could read every parenting book in the world and we'd still never learn what we really want to know as moms and dads.
Mothers experience a more shattering level of love than they have ever known, the day their baby is born. I had that experience. Then, there was the afternoon when I first heard my child had autism.
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