My Bean’s hair is gorgeous. It hangs almost to her waist, honey golden and heavy, with just a touch of wave. It has never been cut. Lately it has been starting to look a bit shaggy, less like a beachy ‘do and more like
The night I wrote vows to my son was as still as the night I labored. I think more about the day of his birth. I dressed in a robe and drips of sweat; my hair was pinned back with determination, my eyes drifted
Our motherhood experience is a series of adventures we choose. We are the authors. We are the writers of the story. In difficult times, do you laugh or cry, sing or spank? In easy times do you praise yourself or call it luck? It's
Here’s the scene: There’s a baby. She’s crying. Hard. She’s in a stroller facing outward and her mother is pushing her. She is crying so hard her nose is running, her cheeks are flushed and tears are streaming from her eyes. She looks sick.
There has been a hurricane of cyber-buzz this past week over a Huffington Post piece entitled, “10 Reasons Why Handheld Devices Should Be Banned for Children Under the Age of 12.” It went viral, natch. What I want to say about that piece is:
Helping our children to process the tragedy in Boston. It is no surprise that one of the most-shared quotes in the wake of the horrific bombing in Boston was wisdom from the ever-reliable Mr. Rogers, who said: “When I was a boy and
Do you ever have moments that you just know will be funny in another 10 years? I do. Except I didn’t really think it was funny the other day. That is because it happened to me. (I hope that that
About International Rescue Committee The International Rescue Committee (IRC) responds to the world’s worst humanitarian crises and helps people to survive and rebuild their lives. At work in over 40 countries and 22 U.S. cities to restore safety, dignity and hope, the
I dial a friend’s number and when the phone is picked up I say hello. There’s silence on the other end. Than a small voice, an under-eight-year-old voice, says, “Who is this?” Maybe it’s the question, or maybe the inflection, but it sounds rude.
I have six children at our house. My 17-month old is sleeping, so that leaves my four and six, my neighbors almost five and seven and my other neighbor’s four-and-a-half-year old. The kids spend a lot of time together and are used to playing together.