Typical milestones are not the ones I celebrate with excited texts to my husband and best friends, or give my kids gleeful celebratory hugs over. In my own experience -- and I think that four kids under the age of seven counts as experience -- these are the baby and childhood milestones that are really worth celebrating.
Training for a marathon is no joke. It's an all or nothing commitment. Running in my "spare-time" has never been an option because I don't consider any of my time as spare; it's all valuable to me. But with a full plate, finding the time to train is tough.
Every time I tried to communicate with the father of my child, he turned it into an argument, chastised me, tried to humiliate me, or walked away. I felt helpless trying to have a decent and cordial conversation regarding the needs of our child with him.
Autism and birthday parties -- kinda like nuts and gum. We parents of the "specials" know only too well the hurts our kids feel when they are left out of the social gatherings relative to childhood. Organized sports, play dates, sleep overs and yes, the dreaded birthday parties.
Care packages are little packages of goodies and gifts that parents, friends or family put together and mail off to their little campers as reminders of home and to let them know we're thinking of them. However as many camps will tell you, parents often do not understand what is appropriate to send.
You see, my husband possesses a rare characteristic that is just so admirable, even if it does mean my first drive in our new car was a little more predictable than I'd anticipated. He knows what he likes and he simply doesn't care at all what he may be missing
With a toddler running around my house these days, I find myself looking back over the years and thinking of all I've learned in my four-plus decades on this planet. Since I turned 40, I've started making lists I can maybe pass her way one day. Here's 42 things I've learned at 42.
Before you dismiss your co-parenting communication style as hopeless, remember why you keep trying to make it work: your kids. If you want to send a message of undivided love then consider doing the unthinkable; beach vacation together.
To get to our destination, we had to drive for three hours from Vancouver to Seattle, take a flight with a layover, and then drive for another two hours to my in-laws' home. It was wonderful to be there, and my daughter was doted on by her grandparents and aunties and uncle, but the travel days were long. Here is my analysis of several "strategies" I considered using to make the travel easier ... or not.
I'm still in charge, but our relationship has evolved. Friendships are largely based on common interests, and Emile and I share many. That may not seem surprising to non-parents but one of the most interesting things I've learned as a dad is how unique kids are.