Road Trips, Before and After Kids
Road trips home are necessary, but they’re also stressful, take way longer than predicted, and, they mean I’m missing out on work.
Road trips home are necessary, but they’re also stressful, take way longer than predicted, and, they mean I’m missing out on work.
Everyone has opinions about everyone else’s parenting, and for some reason, the holidays seem to embolden people to actually make those opinions heard.
“Reductive parenting statements like this are terribly dangerous and offensive. And I am just so sick of it.”
“But, do you have red nail polish? Red is my absolute favorite color!” my son declared.
I’m so grateful for his SPD diagnosis because, though I thought I knew my song before, now I really know him.
I felt like the worst mom on the face of the planet, and I wasn’t sure how to navigate business as usual.
Being able to openly talk to our friends about our sex life has been really life giving to both my husband and me.
Now, I know that motherhood in general is tiring. But this is different. This is bigger than the day-to-day exhaustion that comes with the parenthood package.
Yes, I said it. My kid is the absolute best at everything.
As his mom, it totally breaks my heart that he is hurting in this way.
This day is awash in so many emotions – not all of them happy – and I’m ready for it.
I know that marriage counseling carries with it a stigma. But the reality is that a marriage is a legal, permanent partnership between two completely imperfect people, complete with several decades’ worth of hurts, baggage, and failures, so I’d recommend counseling to anyone who’s been married longer than five minutes.
By being realistic in our approach to parenting our kids, we’re helping them to set a realistic expectation of parenting their own kids.
Most days, I live on the fence.
Up to this point, I’ve been known to make excuses for my social media addiction.
Nursing works for us and I don’t care if someone else doesn’t like it.