Working moms, how do you do it? How do you all the things I do plus endure an exhausting day at work? There aren’t enough hours in the day to do it all.
Our children need us to know better than them, but if on occasion we don’t, it’s alright to say “I don’t know.”
We are told about the village, and we live close to one another. Yet so many of us moms are still incredibly lonely.
What happens in a 30-minute timespan when you have an irrational 3-year-old and you’re waiting anxiously for the angry 5-year-old to wake up.
Death was all around me. The first time was when I was seven years old and the phone rang at 2AM, disrupting our family’s peaceful sleep with that shrill, non-stop ring. It was as if the phone was screaming, “Get up and answer this call, now.” Nothing good ever comes from a 2AM phone call. […]
“Just breathe,” I say to Darcy, my six-year-old daughter. “Look in my eyes and just breathe.” She’s taken a fall on the sidewalk, running in the ill-advised flip flops I told her to trade in for more sensible shoes. “I told you so,” however, holds little satisfaction from a parent with a six-year-old. In young […]
“Are you going to love me, even when you die?” my daughter asks as we’re making lunch. “Forever and ever,” I reply, quickly, as I have before, to the same question. She knows the answer already, and she’s only five. These chats have become a recurring thing. “And even when I die?” Her concept of […]