If someone's going to get hurt at a playdate, it's likely that they're going to be hurt by my child. There, I said it. *Exhale* She is a wild one. She likes to get her way. She uses all the most aggressive tactics to make it happen. Heck, I've seen her hurt a friend just …
An honest mom's essay about the importance of neighborly relationships even in today's hyperconnected world.
My oldest daughter turned 7 yesterday and I found myself texting my best friend, "How is this possible? She's halfway to a teenager but I just became a mom yesterday and I'm not even good at it yet." And if that isn't the truest thing that I've ever said—I'm not even good at it yet. …
Continue reading I’m 7 Years Into Motherhood and Still Winging It.
The kids are already tucked in their beds, on time. Maybe even early. They’re freshly bathed for the first time it what seems like weeks. Their outfits for the morning are actually laid out, which means their socks will match at least for one day. This is elementary school eve. Even more than birthdays it …
A common scene for me: baby on my hip, an obedient 6-year-old standing quietly at my side and the wild one over there refusing to leave, laying on the ground screaming, "NO!!" A common response from kind moms taking pity on me: You know that just means one day, she'll be a leader. While I'll …
Continue reading To My Daughters: We Need All Types of Leaders
