Parents around the country are preparing for battle. Lists are printed, sales are researched, and coupons are gathered. Back to school shopping has returned and with it copious amounts of stress. Take up your shields, coupon apps, fuel up and charge on. The Needs It's no secret that American education is underfunded. Teachers across the … Continue reading Let the Battle Begin: Back to School Shopping.
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.
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.
My brother Joseph has always played a large role in my life. As my life has matured and changed he has been an ever present source of consistency. His childlike mentality has remained unchanged throughout the years. Change causes him a significant amount of anxiety and my family and I have done our best to … Continue reading The impact that my developmentally disabled brother has on my children.
Remember seeing the beautiful girls in high school? These girls had it all. They were talented, coordinated, popular, and confident. These girls would walk by and draw the attention of their adoring fans. If you took the time to look past the high school's leading women you would start to notice the background. The supporting … Continue reading Embrace your role: What I’d like to tell my high school self.
Parties are great. Whatever the occasion, you are celebrating something with the people you care about. Even if that celebration is simply that you are able to spend time together. The amount of preparation, planning, and anxiety associated with the event pays off in love, laughter, and memories. Almost every party has that moment when … Continue reading Post-Party Hangover: When no more craps are given.
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.
From the moment I wrote the title of this article I have struggled. I am humbled by my inability to put into words the impact my brother, Joseph, has had on my life. I am going to give it my best damn try.
All of my children have done it. All three have become inexplicably attached to a piece of fabric. Blankies rule the roost in our home. When blankies are being washed, my children enter a mourning period. God forbid I dry the things too. There are few things worse than a crying baby, especially one … Continue reading I am jealous of a blanky.
I want the very best for my children. I want them to be able to achieve whatever goal they will eventually set for their lives. Recently it hit me that I do not care what that goal is, but I want it to include them being good people. The evening before my son's first … Continue reading I just want to raise good humans.