Have we traded empathy for efficiency?

Standing in the doorway to my garage on Christmas Eve was like staring into the aisles of Toys R Us. To a casual observer, we were an episode of ‘Hoarders’ waiting to happen. 10 minutes later I sat crossed-legged on the family room floor, covered in layers of wrapping paper and bits of ribbon, staring at toys, video games, and t-shirts I had no memory of purchasing. Then and there I made a decision. Next Christmas, things were going to be different. ...more

Why I Allow My Son to Listen to Eminem

No one in my immediate family has ever been divorced.To my knowledge, there has never been anyone with a drug or alcohol problem.Following the  loss my 37-year-old cousin who bravely fought Leukemia, the only death we've experienced was that  of my 95-year-old grandmother.I'm blessed beyond measure and I know this....more

A Letter to the Mothers of Girls from the Mother of Boys

To the mothers of daughters from the mother of sons, As mothers we have similar goals, regardless of gender. We want our children to have happy, healthy relationships, both physically and emotionally. We want them to go out into the world prepared to make educated choices and calculated risks with a healthy dose of caution thrown in. We want them to look at the world around them and see a place that has both good and evil, while understanding it is the choices they make that make a difference. We want them to know more love than fear. ...more
It sounds to me like you're afraid your sons will run into awkward situations when they start ...more

Not So Super, but Still a Hero

Have you ever looked around only to discover you are drowning in the chaos of your own making? ...more

I'm Going Rogue

I’m going rogue.  I’m going to take a cultural norm and smack it upside the head.  Am I going to challenge gender roles and the unreasonable expectations thrust upon women? Um, not really.  Am I going to admit that I often forget to turn off the water while brushing my teeth and I don’t even feel badly about the wasted water? Nope.I… am going to call you. Well, not all of you. But I am definitely calling some of you....more

It Takes A Village to Raise a Mom

As I sat at the kidney shaped table during parent-teacher conferences, two questions came to mind. The first: Does my child's entire ass actually fit on this teeny, tiny chair that will barely hold one of my cheeks? The second: Who on earth is this woman talking about because it can not be my child. The answer to the first question was obvious: Yes, my child's entire ass does in fact fit on this Barbie-sized chair and mine does not... and any hopes I have that it ever will are never going to be realized. ...more