I’ve made quitting a regular thing throughout my life, which sounds bad. But during this pandemic, I’ve also learned that quitting can be a good thing.
I used to be a highly anxious person, but I learned how to manage it when it comes to parenting. For example, I stay off mom sites and trust the experts.
What they don’t tell you on Pinterest is that cooking or baking with your kids is basically a recipe for frustration and rage…
As summer 2020 wraps up, it seems we’re still no closer to getting our shit together, and I mean that collectively, as in the human race as a whole.
Using the word “just” when you ask a working mother to do the impossible during a pandemic is an insult, and you’re probably pissing her off.
Raising an introvert is hard. Raising a Black son is often terrifying. Raising one who is both presents a special set of challenges for a mother.
May your sunscreen be strong, your sprinkler be sturdy, and your kids be happily occupied without leeching onto you every 12 seconds. Amen!
Have you ever played that game “Would You Rather,” where someone gives you two horrendous options and you have to decide which of the two is slightly more bearable?