Parenting

Spoken conversations in the time of texting are sort of old-school now. And, call me traditional, but I think they're important.

"It's going too fast. I can't slow it down and maybe I've already missed the chance to do some of the most important things with him. Things he will need for the rest of his life." The He in this story is my 8 year-old son.

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It seems society forgets that moms have a brain that includes more than our children. Yes, they occupy quite a bit, but we thrive on being well rounded. I personally love challenging myself outside of parenthood and I think my children are better for it. If motherhood has taught me anything, it’s that I have to be open to learning and growing. And that includes learning about my children and myself.

I am actually asking: how hard is it to close a door? Based on my recent observations, I have concluded this Sisyphean task is beyond the reach of mere mortals. I base this musing on the fact that my children are apparently completely incapable of closing one.

We’re not perfect, but we’re perfectly paired. Ten years feels like a lifetime, and yet at the same time it doesn’t. We’re still young in marriage but feeling a bit older, and hopefully a bit wiser. And as I continue to reflect on the road we’ve traveled thus far, one thing is clear: I got the better end of the deal.

As many working moms know, the guilt is always there, sometimes quiet, sometimes gnawing at your heart, but always hovering in the background.

Dad doesn’t have to be Dad. When you see a man doing the duties of a parent, he is doing something that’s not always expected. The dad who “just shows up;” the dad who participates? He does deserve a trophy.

Tips from an experienced mom on flying with children. From window clings to sippy cups, your next air travel with kids will be a smooth flight!

All eye-rolling over suspected photo staging and possible humblebrags aside, maybe it’s not up to us to make the call on what #blessed means to someone else or to overanalyze whether or not they’re #trulyblessed in our eyes.