When we think of growth, we often think of the most difficult challenge we have recently overcome. Sometimes, the challenge comes from the family (children, spouse, parents) sometimes the challenge comes from work and sometimes it comes from our inner conflicts. For me, the challenge is my own mindset.
As I stand there looking down at four plus years of my hard work scattered among Lego pieces, stuffed animals and dirty underwear, I feel surprisingly calm.
What used to be a fun pastime has turned, for many kids, into an exercise in rigor and near-obsession. If we skip team sports altogether, I won't be sad.
I wanted to attend functions at my son’s school with my hair, and not a head scarf. I wanted no more tests, needles, or doctors. I wanted my ponytail back.
A recent study found that babies who experienced higher levels of distress and were held less had a lower epigenetic age than those who held more often.
A recent study suggests that some forms of social media can effectively educate parents about vaccination, and maybe even influence their decision-making.
It's no wonder the day you get medical clearance to have sex again just a short six weeks after having a baby, it seems as daunting as climbing Kilimanjaro.
Was she cool enough for me to use the forbidden word? The “multi-meaning, you either love it or hate it, use it freely or cringe at the sound of it” word?
At each stage in life, I envisioned money as something that would just be there when I needed it – until it wasn't. These hard-won lessons were my reward.
