My Lego games with Brian defined our relationship. Until, one fateful day, he left for college. By Matt Hollingsworth
Category Archive: Parenting Challenges
The saying that a mother is only as happy as her unhappiest child is true. By Beth Thompson
Literature is a great way to put our pandemic struggles into perspective. By Laura Catherine Hanby Hudgens
Not all recipes need to be cooked, but they all deserve to be read. By Tahnee Freda
I wasn’t used to saying “no” to Mom—and didn’t know where to begin. By Elizabeth Newdom
I’m afraid of losing my daughter. I’m afraid of being replaced. By Jeannette Sanderson
The sun was shredding us, both me and the stupid snow cone. By Mary Adkins
The hard truth is that I can’t protect my child from everything. By Megan Hanlon
During those play sessions I frequently felt resentful and bored. By Marya Markovich
I was in no hurry to let go of my grief. It was what I had left of my daughter. By Mary Janevic
Would I embrace the care of my own pet with more gusto? Tolerate its mess, its foibles—the way I do my own kids? By Lauren Apfel
You finally have the freedom you’ve been dreaming about for years, but you don’t know what to do with it. By Laura Carraro
My mother set about blending our identities from the day I was born. By Nancy Camden
My brother and I complained constantly about our sad lunches, but our parents ignored us. By Simone Muñoz
When I forgot my homework or my pants ripped at recess I dialed on auto-pilot. By Jonathan Meyer
Sometimes my siblings complain about the stresses of parenting and I want to say, then why did you have three? By Grace Orbison
Don’t tell the youngest he should eat nicely like his elder sister, just say you can see he’s playing with his food. By Lynn Berger
I needed a kitchen coated in berry smoothie to finally understand what I couldn’t then. By Nicole Gulotta
I bought the ‘having it all’ narrative like so many other women of my generation. But I didn’t read the fine print. By Virginia Fundora
When Steve died, I found it hard to imagine ever finding love again. By Sarah Kilch Gaffney
It was my CIA training and experience that eventually helped alleviate some of the anxiety. By Christina Hillsberg
It occurred to me that I would have to live with this lifeless body—my baby—inside me for the next four days. By Sarah Gundle
Our children’s immature brains do not stand a chance against the sophisticated algorithm we designed to hook users. By Eva Tsai
All my OCD has become focused on making unpredictable toddlers happy and I am exhausted. By Jenny Leon
I stumbled over the “they.” It felt clunky in my mouth. By Melissa Brand
