What I Want You to Know is a series of reader submissions. It is an attempt to allow people to tell their personal stories, in the hopes of bringing greater compassion to the unique issues each of us face. If you would like to submit a story to this series, click here. Today’s guest post is by Erica. What I want you to know is that sometimes families do not share genetics. Sometimes the relationships that you thought would stand the test of time don’t, and the ones you thought . . .
that’s what SHE said: in praise of slacker moms, Christianity in crisis, the race cold war heats up, and more . . .
Embrace the parenting longview | Motherhood Uncensored But now I also ask myself, "What kind of kids do I want to raise?" And then I ponder how exactly I make that happen. And I will be honest: It has absolutely nothing to do with how long I breastfed them. Or didn't. How I got them to go to sleep. Or didn't. It's hard to hear that if you're in the weeds. I've been there four times. I know. And the sleep and boobs (or lack thereof) seem so monumental. And for you, for . . .
you can put your hate mail right here
I was featured on a segment of Fox and Friends this morning, and I’ve been getting lots of colorful comments on random posts throughout my blog from people who don’t agree with what I had to say. I thought I’d offer a place for people who are visiting and want to discuss things further, so that I’m not getting comments like, “You are a liberal scumbag” under a post about my child losing a tooth. I was a part of a panel of moms reacting to this so-called “War on Moms” ignited by . . .
friday finds
Last week I posted a picture of the kids using some of the Montessori-style products I purchased at Lakeshore, and several people inquired about what they were. Their favorite by far is this Magnetic Letters set. It’s very similar to the “moveable alphabet” that is used in the Montessori classroom. Now we can buy simple sight word flashcards for each child’s level, which they can then spell out. We use a magnetic dry-erase board, and the kids use the magnetics letters to spell the . . .
iphone photo dump
Last week was a bit of a doozy – too much on the calendar and too many things throwing a wrench into the system. One afternoon I slipped off to my room to lay down and clear my head with some alone time. This is how it turned out. My friend Jenn and I got a rare night out together to see the Kelly Clarkson show in LA. I got a chance to have lunch with Kelly last year, and I am a huge fan. Her talent is unbelievable, but she’s also just a really cool, likable . . .
the hair whisperer
This one screams and cries whenever I brush her hair, but for Kembe? Total silence and cooperation. I see how it is . . . . . .
the canoe
A couple Saturdays ago, Mark took the boys to get the car washed and came home with a giant canoe strapped to the top. Apparently he’d been perusing Craigslist for a canoe and found one really close to the house, and made an impulse buy fueled by the presence of two cheering boys. I have to admit: I was more than a little annoyed. In part, that he bought it without consulting me, but in part because IT IS HUGE and we have no where to store it. To me, the canoe was just a . . .
transracial adoption isn’t a big deal. until it is.
One of the questions I’m often asked by prospective adoptive parents is . . . how hard is it to raise a child of another race? This is such a tricky question, because it many ways, it really isn’t hard at all. Race isn’t something I think about in our day-to-day routine. By and large, parenting my boys is no different than parenting my girls. I still have the same hopes, dreams, fears, and insecurities as a mom . . . I’m still largely concerned with the day-to-day minutiae that . . .
what I want you to know: a teenager’s perspective on having a stay-at-home mom
What I Want You to Know is a series of reader submissions. It is an attempt to allow people to tell their personal stories, in the hopes of bringing greater compassion to the unique issues each of us face. If you would like to submit a story to this series, click here. Today’s guest posts is by an anonymous reader. I know this is a luxury. I know that I have it much better than the rest of the world. But I still want you to know a 19 year old daughter’s perspective both now and in . . .
easter weekend
On Saturday we decided to take the kids to a nearby feed store so they could see some baby chicks and bunnies. Aside from the experience for the kids, we had an ulterior motive: we’ve been contemplating getting some chickens for our backyard. We think we can fit a small roost near the garden, just behind the compost bin. I KNOW. I don’t know who I am anymore. If I start wearing Birkenstocks, feel free to stage an intervention for me. Karis is our little animal lover. It . . .
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