So I’m starting this as my kiddo and I start a new chapter.
Last Friday, she covered herself with a Mary Kay lip gloss all over her arms and legs so she could be glittery and sparkly. 2,116 more words
Have you ever walked into one of those classrooms where all of the children are acting like perfect little angels and wonder what dark magic the teacher is using? 496 more words
Today I mourn the loss of my son. The son who I have birth to in all his clarity and perfection. I mourn that day too, before all of this, in all its ignorance because that day I could never have even imagined I’d be writing this five and a half years later. 938 more words
This post has been on my mind for some times now. It’s not a ‘How To’ guide that carefully lays out how I’ve mastered the parenting skills required to put my kids on the right track while simultaneously taking enough time to care for myself and keep stress at bay. 1,879 more words
Father Hunger is a phrase many psychologists, authors and poets use to describe the universal and life-long yearning children have for a father’s love and involvement. 536 more words