One of my intentions in 2020 is to spend more time reading books and less time scrolling social media. I’m more relaxed, I’m sleeping better, and I’m a hell of a lot more interesting to have conversations with these days. The people at the library are starting to greet me by name, so that’s fun. Plus, the more my kids… Read more »
This is the third post in a series about why and how I gave up yelling at my kids — for good. Read Part 1: The Meltdown and Part 2: The Plan. Here’s what’s really wild about this whole yelling thing: I’m actually a really good mom. By all accounts, I’m a great mom. Even when I was yelling, my kids would… Read more »
This is the second post in a series about why and how I gave up yelling at my kids — for good. Read Part 1: The Meltdown. I knew that if I was going to make good on my promise to my child — which I had clarified as “Never yell at you again because no one should ever talk… Read more »
On July 9, 2017, I lost. my. shit. on one of my 5-year-olds. It wasn’t just a momentary lapse. It was a solid hour of us screaming at each other. A grown adult, having an hour-long screaming match with a 5-year-old. And I was going to win. As I watched him lose the will to fight back, I had a… Read more »
Over Thanksgiving break 2017 we had four playdates in three days. I’d like to be acknowledged for surviving this terrible idea. I’ll wait. … Okay, great. Thanks for that. And in the course of this three-day nightmare, I discovered that I know literally nothing about playdates. The only ones we have ever had before were when I wanted to drink… Read more »