I am sick to death of reading fluffy pieces that tell me to take a long bath, and to integrate more self-care by just breathing, to fix my entire life. Magazines and blogs are filled with articles about finding extra time in your day, while social media flaunts pictures of girlfriends walking in flowered meadows Read More
I see you with your messy hair from a sleepless night with a restless babe in your arms, tear-soaked pj’s still being worn the next day with that same babe that is bright-eyed and ready to greet the rising sun. I hear the stumbling of your 6:30 am wake-up call with a cold cup of Read More
They may be warm in their beds, having had their bedtime routine, and yet something doesn’t feel right to them.
Instead of saying, “Mom, I feel anxious,” the yells from down the hall for a drink of water come. It may be, “Can I have one more hug?” or “I have to go potty.”
This isn’t avoidance of resting their bodies. It is an outcry of a need they have no words to describe.
As the requirements for our children in traditional schools become longer, including mandates for the number of minutes each subject must be taught, schools are eliminating recess, physical education, and play-based learning. There simply isn’t time for movement because it is considered unimportant in our head-centric education. But this disconnect is hurting our children.
They were up on the ropes course at MOSI. My son was about 9 years-old at the time and he was fearlessly navigating the twists and turns and the narrow spots with ease about 30 feet off the ground. I was down on the ground observing, seriously in awe of his fearlessness and skill. He Read More
Today I want to share a few recent stories from my home where I have been able to see the effects of many years of practicing Consciously Parenting. I have been doing this for 13 years. 13 years of investing in learning about how to parent differently, practicing the way I want to respond to Read More
Several years ago, I was struggling with my 11-year-old son’s transition to school in the morning. I just wanted him to get up and go to school! He loved his school and I really couldn’t understand what the problem was with getting there on time. He was so slow in the morning and it was Read More
Boundaries are a foundation of our homes, and many well-meaning parents believe (mistakenly) that parenting consciously means that we don’t have any boundaries or limits for our children. So today I wanted to take a few minutes and talk about boundaries and what that means here at Consciously Parenting.
I want to share an experience I had at the LaGuardia airport in New York City when flying with my 19 year-old-son last week. It’s an interesting look at boundaries, letting our kids handle things, and stepping in when necessary. We had arrived at the airport just before 7am on a Tuesday morning, and were Read More
I want to look back on these years – these 18 short years – and know that, while I may not have cherished every moment along the way, I really didn’t wish away the time or opt out of opportunities for connection. I want my son to know that even when I get frustrated, I still like him.
It isn’t often you allow yourself to learn from young teachers, to take a step back and see the lesson right in front of you. My son, struggling to read, gave me a lesson in the moment, but truthfully, it was a lesson for life.
The news is heartbreaking. So much violence. So much fear. So much sadness and pain. I don’t have all the answers We, as individuals, can’t change what’s happening today. But please, find what you CAN do to make the world a better place. Start with your own family. That is not insignificant.
I had a really moving conversation with my 12-year-old this afternoon about the Orlando massacre. He was talking about what he’s heard – so much about the person who killed and hurt so many innocent people. He doesn’t understand how someone could kill people because of who they love and he said, “Why are there so many bad people in the world?” I could feel the heaviness in his question. It was in that moment that I realized he is only hearing the bad parts – and there are plenty – in this awful time when many of my friends and clients and loved ones are no longer safe.
I date my kids. I date them because I want to know them more and on a deeper level. I date them so our friendship and trust grow. I date them because I love them and want them to know they are safe talking to me. I date them because it’s important to me to give them the time they deserve.
When your child is doing something that makes no sense to you, you make up a story to help make sense of it. Sometimes this story is helpful. Sometimes it’s not. We all do this. And it happened to us when we were growing up, too – our parent(s) made up stories about our behaviors. Read More