According to a clinical psychologist.
Because we can choose to be beaten, or we can find our resilience.
I love my toddler even when she doesn't like me.
It's going to be a long cold & flu season.
I want to know why the script is different when approaching mothers like me. Why is it that if you're Mrs. So and So who serves on the PTA and lives in a nice subdivision, the language is "You're not failing," but when you're a Ms. you're automatically assumed at risk?
We've been through a lot together, including three kids.
My entry into motherhood was not the explosion of joy I anticipated.
This quarantine will someday pass, your babyhood with it.
I am asking them to not be scared or worried about the virus, even though I am every single day.
I am here to listen, comfort—and not judge.
I'm learning to accept that likes, loves and share reactions don't define my parenting or who I am as a person.
Kids are not robots and we can't control their every move—no matter how much we prepare.
Do parents need to ration the candy?
I found out that no matter how strong you are, some things will just break you. And you'll need your village.
Everyone needs a life buoy to breathe easier. For some it's wine, for others melatonin—for me it's the first rush of air I inhale in a new city.
It's going to be really hard.
It began as my mom's voice but has become my own, and it is my super power.
I know you’re worried. I know you’re scared. But you know what I know? You’ve got this.
“It takes a village to raise a child.” That’s right—an entire small town. Cut yourself a break—you’re just one woman.