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Parenting struggle #452 Confession: Some days I exhaust myself worrying about fun. Not for Jack’s sibling, who’s typically developing. Boredom sparks growth and creativity, after all. I’m not a concierge. My role as mother...
Simplify your routine with these 3 questions “Great things are not done by impulse, but by a series of small things brought together.” Vincent van Gogh Have you ever considered the grueling job of...
It’s painful, isn’t it? That moment you realize your child is different. You aren’t ready to admit to anyone—least of all yourself—that something’s not right. You tell yourself, Everyone develops differently. You tell yourself,...
A pep talk. I see you, my fellow caregiver. You’re trying and failing to hold it together because today is bad. Like really bad. Like so bad you don’t know how to get through...
Amuse-bouches for the soul. “Tell them no. They should get the information themselves.” So said Dr. G, my long-ago therapist. I’d been venting about my latest drama in the world of special needs parenting....
…while I get off my high horse We judge ourselves by our motives, but others by their actions. Dr. William Nevins The incident A few weeks ago, I braved the UPS store to ship...
We are no longer an agrarian society. What’s up with the extended school breaks? 4 strategies to maintain sanity over the holidays. “Only 5 more days of school until winter break!” The old lady...
How to live a meaningful and authentic existence when you don’t know where to start. I LOVE documentaries. Especially “people overcoming adversity in nature”-type ones. From ultra-marathons through deserts to mountain climbing without safety harnesses, you...
I feel conflicted about “Welcome to Holland.” It’s an essay I’ve been gifted a time or two over the years by well-intentioned organizations. Depending on the day, I love or despise the work. “Welcome...
Love does what needs to be done even when your mind and body recoil. Clutching my soggy tissues in a death grip, I couldn’t stop bawling. I was perched on the edge of a...