There are two standard dreaded stages of parenting: the terrible twos (potty training, grocery store meltdowns, and food refusal) or the teens (eye rolling, dating, eating one out of house and home). But for me, upon learning I was pregnant, I immediately feared how I would parent from ages 7 to 9. I am not […]Read More Seven Year Olds Aren’t So Scary
I was the kind of mom that hovered over when someone held my baby. Is she fussing? She might be hungry. I think her paci is going to fall out. Here, I will just take her. It took me a good while to recognize and embrace the notion that my child was her very own […]Read More Open Hands.