Motherhood keeps me on my toes. As soon as I have it “all figured out”, here comes another curve ball to keep me guessing. My current dilemma, how to encourage the emerging identity of my growing children. As the mom of a teenager, I am in the weeds watching my maturing child figure out who ...

Just worry about yourself. How many times in our childhood have we heard that? It was the golden rule of my school days. It seemed like a secret code phrase amongst teachers and some parents. The rationale is to keep the peace amongst children. In the moment it might work. It definitely is the road ...

We had the unique experience of raising children in two different stages of our life. Our first go-round was the typical road to parenthood. We were a young, new family with many ideas for parenting. It looked so simple. Our friends were doing it. We identified what we would do to parent like our friends. ...

Motherhood is one crazy roller coaster of emotional ups and downs. While a handbook would be nice and often feels required, one does not exist.

The world is coming up on an anniversary. In March 2022, it will be two years since the world shut down. I remember it as if it was yesterday. Government officials said in two weeks, we would be getting back to normal, don’t panic; we only need to flatten the curve. Two weeks became two ...

Motherhood is all about stretching. Your body, your heart, your patience, your understanding, your compassion, your boundaries, and your capabilities—all stretch to accommodate the addition of fresh life you are meant to raise. The augmentation to every facet of your being sometimes feels like stretching cold muscles; it hurts. Shame and guilt lurk in corners ...

Living through a pandemic has forced me to find the silver linings to cope with this new world we are navigating. In 2019, I found myself lost as a mother watching my boys finishing their middle-school years. I’ve heard of the “empty nest syndrome” but didn’t think I would be experiencing it now. When I ...

I cry because I am glador don’t like what I’ve had Mommy saidit’s because I want my own waybut is that so bad a few times a day I cry because I am sador perhaps because I am mad Daddy saidit’s because I don’t wantto listen to a word he says But I say otherwisebecause ...

“They can live without you for one night,” Tonya said. “We’re just going up here to get my things and coming right back.” “You’re right,” Meg hesitantly agreed with her sister. Tonya had been a successful businesswoman in Atlanta. Her therapeutic massage establishment was the second most prominent in the county. But it had only ...

I don’t think people like it when you disagree. I guess we should all be the same, you and me.   We should all wear the same hairstyle Put on all black clothes We should all no doubt smile, the girls made to stand on their tip toes.   Boys should only wear blue, not ...