My kids are teens. By now I assumed I wouldn’t have to plan every fricken’ moment of their schedules like when they were toddlers. Yet here I am…
When I was growing up, tickling was a kind of torture used by my older brother, and neither crying nor peeing could save you. Your only option, if…
When I slow down, and sit still… That’s when it hurts the most. When it’s quiet, and I stop moving…Even for a minute. I think about him, and…
After spring’s wet embrace, every year I get seduced by summer’s sweet promises: Longer days! Warm beaches! Instagram-ready sunsets! Pool days! Popsicles for dinner! And then I remember…
When my first daughter was born, I lucked out and saw a presentation by the authors of NutureShock: New Thinking About Children. The book’s premise was taking long-held parenting…
In praise of a vital relationship all women should have Women have numerous options when it comes to self-care. It might be an indulgent spa day where you…
I love the family photo that hangs in our living room. Not just because it has my favorite people in it, but because of the fact that we…
I think it’s important to hear and even to appreciate people who are very different than ourselves, people who may fall on the other side of the spectrum…
Yesterday morning, I was the ultimate Stepford Mom (in my mind). I’d produced a picnic, complete with: butterfly shaped sandwiches, homemade chocolate chip muffins, and a healthy fruit salad.…
With summer vacation in full swing, I decided a little cathartic decluttering was in order. I walked through the kitchen scooping up some papers that had been sitting…