Tag: Raising kids

Untitled: Gathering the Pieces of Failure

My most recent pledge to not yell at my son was an epic failure on day 2. Everything was going smoothly until it was time to strap the kids in that monstrosity of a double […]

No More Yelling – Another Honest Attempt

It’s quiet. Rather peaceful, actually. It is about 11:15 a.m. and I am at my laptop writing this while my baby is asleep upstairs. TJ is at school. I feel accomplished and it is not […]

Stop Comparing Kids. Now!

“She is so tiny,” said the random woman holding a baby. Just seconds before she said that, I had said, “I already miss that stage even though I am excited for what comes next” referring […]

Dad’s the word today

In August, I decided to do my very first Blog Challenge. Up until then, I didn’t know such a thing existed. In following the hosts’ rules, I blogged every day for 7 days and used […]

My 8 New Strategies for Disciplining

You know the worst thing about disciplining? It’s not the yelling. It’s not the tears. It’s not even the behavior that elicited disciplining in the first place. Although all of those things are really awful, […]

10 Ways My Kids Give Me Superpowers

I am just a random woman to the people I encounter in my daily life and with whom I don’t have much interaction. What those people don’t know is that I carry a secret. Since […]

Becoming Unroomed: Becoming a Rolling Stone

As parents, we rarely expect things in return for all the things we do for our kids. This not-expecting clause, is simply a part of the parent job profile. However, as adults, we do learn […]

The Inscrutable Exploratory Missions of a Young Mind

I am trying something new today. Recently, I was thinking about how our kids’ universe is so full of exploration and then… I decided to stop thinking, and actually start writing about it: Here is […]

My Husband works the Second Shift

I write this with a little bit of embarrassment, a little bit of guilt, and a whole lot of pride in having married so well!   My husband is a saint. No, really, he is. […]

I became THAT mom today

A short time ago, in recent history, I was one of those moms who was quietly judging other moms/caregivers sitting by the sidelines, almost literally, of the park on 15th and Wabash in downtown Chicago.

Promises

Promises to myself: To be a gentler, calmer me. To always remember to wish my children a good morning and a good night. To always say our “I love yous”. To hug them and kiss […]

Before I had kids…

Before I had kids, I would drag myself out of bed at 10:00 a.m. on weekends…ever thinking that I could do that as a mother…that was wishful thinking. Before I had kids, I could step […]

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