Parenting

I was afraid of the world getting its hands on my kid. How could I protect him? How could I raise him to be a good son? What if I couldn’t?

"Can I quit motherhood?" I half-joked with my husband as he carried our toddler out of the bathroom. I was desperate, smelly, and completely drained.

How do we, as parents, counter this deeply ingrained message that our girls and young women are supposed to look a certain way to be accepted?

I hope my kids have learned from this talk about suicide. I hope that they understand the gravity of bullying and the importance of compassion.

She will deal with the repercussions of other people’s dysfunctional relationship with guns, whether she chooses to or not.

Parenting gets harder. Giving up control of our kids is an art.

To any mom out there who is sick of repeating herself — I feel you. I feel you so hard. It’s a double edge sword, these reminders. They exhaust us.

Children are not good at understanding odds. Tell them they are safe (even when you don't believe it).