In my work with parents and children, there is one theme that creates the most anxiety: how likely is it that my child will inherit the abusive personality traits of the father?
A recent study has found perfectionism has significantly increased compared to previous generations. Striving for perfection however, comes with a price.
Wild at heart, wild animals, Wild Thang, walk on the wild side … holy moly COW, you ain’t seen “wild” until you host your 16-year-old’s surprise party.
Most people get welcomed to the neighborhood with a delicious casserole or tray of baked goods, but my kids would eat it before I could even get it to you.
When I hear the term “wild” I am automatically transported to the scene in Maurice Sendak’s book "Where the Wild Things Are" in which Max is sent to his room for behaving, well, wild.
I want to tell this woman I do care, that my aloof exterior belies an infinite reservoir of caring. I want to tell her she has no idea what kind of mother I am.
