That's right. I'm totally THAT PERSON this year. I realize it is obnoxious. I hate THAT PERSON every other Christmas season. But listen . . . this year? Is the first time in a really long time that our family is complete. Together. No ambiguity hanging over our heads. No family member living in a boy's home in another country. No angst over how we would split up our holidays so we could spend time with our son who lived in another . . .
what I want you to know: the impact of infertility
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. Today's submission is from Becca. Hi, I’m Becca. Although I currently spend most of my time playing peek-a-boo, wiping noses, and driving to play-dates, my life wasn’t always this way. The road to my children was long. So what I’d like to tell you about is the impact of infertility. . . .
dichotomy
A really, really low point in my week (a busted tire in the middle of an overscheduled day) is simultaneously the high point of Jafta's. . . .
are you smarter than a kindergartner?
Both Mark and I are completely stumped by the math homework Jafta brought home. Which is a little frightening considering that he is still learning simple addition. Lord help us when the fractions homework comes home. But seriously, what are we missing? Can you figure it out? It is a worksheet for counting to 7. He is supposed to count the objects (there are seven of every object, as you can see) and then draw the correct number of counters (?) to show how . . .
that’s what SHE said
Usually, my writing is more about working things out for myself than actually writing for an audience. Sometimes, a post bounces around in my head for a few months before I actually commit it to writing. And sometimes, it never makes it past my brain, because I work it out and forget it, or because someone else says it better than I could. Here are a couple examples of the latter: Messy by my sister-in-law Jodie (A must-read for adoptive parents . . . and anyone who knows . . .
lazy saturday
The weather has been erratic lately, but today was perfect. We had a nice, lazy day at the beach. One of those days that prompts us to ask, "Why don't we do this more often?" . . .
what I want you to know: fragile x syndrome
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, email me. Today's submission is from Bonnie, a mom of twin boys who were born with Fragile X Syndrome. Today's kids' school experiences are going to be far and away different from ours. You knew that, right, because WE . . .
of earthquakes, fires, and floods
Mother nature has not been so kind to us this year. There was the earthquake . . . and then we had a flood. And since then, we’ve been hoping that our quota for catastrophe has been met for a long, long time. But still, there have been the little things. Like the glass slider shattering into a million pieces when Jafta was trying to close it, leaving a gaping 10-foot hole in our living room. I haven’t mentioned this on the blog in a while, because I thought it . . .
five is my favorite age
“I have a plan. The plan is to one day throw paper airplanes at the ice cream truck. It’s not going to be easy. But I’m never going to give up on this idea.” -Jafta Howerton I’ve always had an affinity for five-year-olds. When I was a teenager, I taught Sunday School at my church, and the five-year-olds were my class. I just adored this stage – when they are developing their own little personalities but still have such an innocent curiosity about the . . .
the public meltdown
My first column is up with OCMoms at the Orange County Register’s website. Thanks for all of the great questions yesterday! I started this week with a common scenario: the public tantrum. Dear Kristen, How do I handle my 3-year-old's tantrum at the grocery store? --Caren The public tantrum. It’s a scenario that most mothers know well...and one that can increase the heart-rate of even the most seasoned parent. Some of my most frustrating parenting . . .
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