My anxiety is functional. I am hyper-organized, I am prepared for anything, and I am typically 10 steps ahead of reality. My mind also never stops. I over analyze every conversation. I have certain fears that are irrational but very real to me. My anxiety has lead to me having success academically and professionally but … Continue reading Watching my anxiety develop in my son: Guilt and frustration.
We're supposed to be honest. We're also supposed to be nice. Here lies a real dilemma. Many times honesty is not nice. So we find ourselves stuck in a bizarre limbo between what we say and what we actually want to say. For example... Parenting advice: Parenting advice is frequently unsolicited. Unwanted and unneeded advice … Continue reading When you are only honest in your head: Mental replies versus reality.
Let me begin by explaining a few important contributing factors to The Hairy Nipple Incident. 1. I am a nurse. Because of this my son is well versed in anatomy. 2. My son enjoys arguing. Especially when it is an argument he knows he can win. 3. My son is 6-years old and 6-year olds … Continue reading The Hairy Nipple Incident: Trying to parent with a straight face.
This is one of the parts of parenting that I typically get judged pretty hard for. I find no logical reason to not be straight forward with my children. No one in the world is going to placate my children or keep their world in isolated perfection. The more honest and open I can be … Continue reading No need to sugarcoat: Advocating for straight talk with your kids.
There have been several instances during my parenting career where I have caved. I fully admit that I give in to the crazy behaviors of my children. Sometimes their wills are simply stronger than mine and they win the battle. These instances got me thinking. What if our little ankle-biters are really … Continue reading Using toddler logic in the adult world.
I do not have it in me right now. My patience has been stretched beyond any form of natural limitations. I can feel the jagged edges of my emotions sharpen. The rawness of my temper is exposed. I can feel a dull pressure build in my mind. It is not … Continue reading I just need 5-minutes: Hitting the breaking point
I have three kids. A 5-year old boy, 4-year old girl, and a 1-year old girl. Others frequently assume I have figured out a few things in regards to parenting. This entire notion is humorous. My parenting skill is far from expert. Asking me for advice on raising children is like asking … Continue reading I can’t help but laugh when asked for parenting advice.
Part of parenting is dealing with the daily moments of, "What the hell?" It seems that every day poses new questions that I simply cannot answer. Whose bright idea is this? First, I swear I am the only person in my household who is aware that light switches have the possibility of being turned off. … Continue reading I Feel I need an Explanation: Parenting Edition
Grocery shopping with kids is stressful by itself. Trying to remember everything, stay on budget, and not lose my mind while wrangling small children in public is no easy feat. Then enter the level of hell that is the grocery car-cart. On the surface one would assume that the car-cart is a fun distraction … Continue reading The psychological torture of the car-cart
We won a bag of free groceries. That's how the whole thing started. We live in a small Midwestern town. Our town is blessed to have any grocery store at all, let alone one that is incredibly active in the community. This little store was celebrating 10-years in business. There were tons … Continue reading Our real family photo… that went small town viral.