Parenting

My family and I are sitting down together for dinner. I’ve cooked something decent and middle-of-the-road, like pork chops with mashed potatoes and carrots. My husband loads up his own plate while I cut my six-year-old’s pork chop into small pieces and give

Being a mom means holding it together. Being a woman means holding it together. I am usually good at holding it together. People have told me that I seem like a bastion of calm and a person who has it figured out. Probably because I did well in school (“gifted

We have just made it through another bout with our son’s asthma. If I had to guess at all the things that trigger his symptoms, I’d have to go with just about any natural phenomenon: weather changes, laughter, exercise, dust particles, nighttime. (I have actually read that chronic

Nobody warned me that being a parent is really hard for a control freak. But then, only some people very close to me would see me as controlling. The archetypal control freak is outwardly neurotic, maybe a little aggressive about correcting others. I generally come off as quietly Type A,