Finding Meaning In The Routine
Like many, I spend a lot of time shuttling my kids around. I work over an hour from my home, yet I put more mileage on my car on the…
Like many, I spend a lot of time shuttling my kids around. I work over an hour from my home, yet I put more mileage on my car on the…
My dad and I used to play the game “mercy.” We would squeeze each other’s fingers to see if the other would give in first. We never did. Oddly though,…
When my son was four weeks old, my husband had to escort me, hysterically crying, out of our local Starbucks. We had been quietly sitting there with our newborn when…
When I was roughly 11, my grandmother lovingly teased me that she was going to hang a sign around my neck that read “I’m sorry.” She was hopeful that doing…
What do you do when you write a blog post in answer to a question and then find out you misinterpreted the question?I don’t know what other bloggers do, but…
After reading the book Small Animals by Kim Brooks and writing my post “Small Animals Considered,” I have been particularly tuned in to the role fear plays in my parenting…
Today I was asked “what’s the point of having dreams if they turn into expectations and then you are disappointed?”My honest response to that question was “yikes!” but I didn’t…
One of the most common complaints I hear from my tween, teen and young adult clients is that their parents harp on what they do wrong and never recognize all…
One of the characteristics of DBT that I love is the assumption that we need to create a life worth living based on our own values and desires. We then…
One of the joys of competitive swimming is the three-day swim meet. Swimmers and their families spend anywhere from 15 -25 hours at a pool in the hopes of accomplishing…