I am exhausted. My cup is empty. The camel’s back is broken. I can’t be yet another thing to my children, but the roles keep piling on. As a parent, the job is never-ending, its boundaries ever expanding and you don’t get to walk away (or do you?). My reserves are gone and I have […]
Mother of teenagers
When I had little children and struggled with mothering them, I often wondered if it (parenting) ever got easier. Some people said yes, but most people said that it just gets different. I am now one of those second lot of people. Yes, it just gets different. I also now subscribe to the saying that […]
We need to do more
An open letter to those in charge of educating our neurodiverse children. This is a guest post by Lisa Formosa, on a subject very dear to my heart, as I have a son who has autism and whose needs have not always been met by his teachers and when they were, it was begrudgingly. More […]
I am a rock
After all these years, I still hate you. I hate that you are so imprinted on my psyche that it inserts you, without my knowledge, or permission, into my dreams. I hate that these dreams are so often humiliating, making me relive the rejection over and over again. I hate that sometimes they’re perfectly ordinary […]
Why I still don’t love parenting
I believe that there are some people who are made to be parents. And I also believe that some are not. I am one of the latter. Parenting doesn’t come “naturally” to me. It is neither easy nor instinctive. I had to be taught everything I know by others and it still didn’t make me […]
