For what seems like a single frame of the video, I see my child silhouetted in the lights of the oncoming car. By Ian Smith
I’m terrified that my teenager, who has Down syndrome, won’t ever find real love—and also that she will, but that it won’t be the right kind. By Amy Silverman
It’ll only occur to me months later, in the flurry of taking you to college, that this was the quiet part before the big crescendo. By Jennifer Niesslein
Catherine Newman answers this question (and more!) in her next installment of Motherwell’s advice column for the parents of teens. Her kids weigh in too!
Both of my sons are the male equivalent of a tomboy. But there isn’t a word for that. By Marya Markovich
Motherwell features parenting essays on culture, family life, obstacles and the process of overcoming them. We are excited to announce this year’s ten most read!
He can’t reconcile where we’d find the time, money and energy. I feel like we’d figure it out, the way we did with the first. By Abigail Rasminsky
Catherine Newman’s next installment of UMPTEEN, Motherwell’s not-so-ordinary advice column for the parents of teens.
Your friends from college may be the best you ever have, guard those relationships like gold. By Francie Arenson Dickman
It was so much easier to ignore my own pounding heart amidst the turbulence when I was worrying about my son’s instead. By Lauren Apfel
My son is deeply comfortable with being an introvert. But sometimes I think he is too comfortable. By Lauren Apfel
I was raised to believe that my differences didn’t have to limit or set me apart. But the world disagreed. By Meg Zucker
Are we to blame for our children’s frailties? The easy response is of course not. The honest answer is yes and no. By Nan Mooney
Motherwell introduces UMPTEEN: Catherine Newman’s not-so-ordinary advice column for the parents of teens.
We can honor the importance of caregiving without taking away from the difficulties of balancing caregiving with a career outside the home. By Laura Longhine
I held his illness deep inside me the way I would hold shame. In the dark, it rotted and grew. By Laura Leffler
I had spent the last sixteen years keeping my son safe and warm. Was I going to do just the opposite in an effort to help him? By Jeannette Sanderson
I’m raising two boys. And I am conscious of raising them to be people who hear and respond to the word “no.” By Brianne DeRosa
This is how it works in a humane society. Someone gets a bad break, and the system is set up to cushion the blow. By Mary Janevic
My son’s fight or flight mechanism often shut out his ability to function. I was devastated I had not been able to help him. By Jill Dyer
I wanted to laugh and not think about my mortality. I wanted to attend functions at my son’s school without a perfectly tied head scarf. By Kai McGee
When the children are gone will I be something flimsier, something less than I was before? By Lauren Apfel
Maybe she will meet the “right” guy or girl. Maybe she will never be interested in sex.
By Melanie Lopez
Already in love with the boy’s father, I wanted to build something special with his son too.
By Hillary Vaillancourt
We connected through the magic of the internet. Her son was in crisis. Could I help?
By Brianne DeRosa