I have graduated so many parenting chapters in the last three years. Big ones, like childbirth, recovery – not once but twice. Newborn-hood, teething, colds, tummy bugs, crying, whining, tantrums, toddlerhood – you name it. Everything from “I need you to do everything for me” to “I need you to let me do it myself.” Yet none of it prepared me for what is next – my son’s first day of school. Continue reading “What I didn’t see coming about the first day of school”
For many of us, being a first-time mom is overwhelmed by worry. It’s an adjustment second to none, and just when we think we’ve grown into our new role, our baby grows out of it.
Which is why I absolutely love being a second-time mom.
Survival mode: when everything is going wrong that could go wrong, we give ourselves permission to ride out the chaos. It sounds silly, but this was one of the most transformative lessons in my first year of parenthood. Continue reading “Parenting style: survivalist”