The Unbearable Rightness Of Being
One of the hardest lessons for my teens is that, sometimes, there are some things more important than being right.
One of the hardest lessons for my teens is that, sometimes, there are some things more important than being right.
As teens leave behind ever-widening digital footprints, do their interactions deserve privacy? I don’t think so, and my kids know where I stand.
Watching teens wade into the dating pool is a special kind of agony. Mine may roll their eyes at me, but these are the things I think they need to know.
The preteen years can come with a roller coaster of emotions. I’m learning how to handle my unpredictable child and find the sweet moments too.
One of my teens learned a hard lesson about not always getting the apology you deserve, and I realized I have a long way to go in this area, too.
Sometimes you need to be your child’s advocate when you’re dealing with a doctor or dentist that is not giving them the respect and kindness children deserve when receiving medical care.
A mom turns to Amalah looking for help on handling her whiny, screechy and tempter tantrum-throwing three year old child.
Feel like your kid is always complaining? Sometimes the best thing a parent can do is to help a child understand and process negative feelings.
The preteen years can leave parents struggling to connect with their sometimes emotional, unpredictable child. But focusing on your child’s passions might be the key to a closer relationship.
With just one (short) year left before college, I have to figure out how to give my oldest enough room to get ready to launch. We’re getting there.
Will I be sad during my oldest’s high school senior year? No way — the gift her struggles gave us turns out to be an abundant appreciation of forward movement.
A mom wants to help her daughter make friendships with the girls at her dance studio even though her daughter doesn’t seem interested in doing so. What can and should she do?
The knife-edge between encouraging my teens to self-advocate and stepping in while I still can is a precarious one, especially in a world that’s unfair.
Even though we’ve been incredibly lucky to have a great teacher in our lives as long as we have, saying goodbye is never easy.
It seems like there was supposed to be an immediate shift, somewhere in the whole turning-18-and-graduating-high-school thing. But life is full of moments.
A mom to a kindergartner is asking whether she needs to start talking to her kids about current events now that her child has started school?
35 years after I first felt the pain of an ableist insult, “-tard” has suddenly become a politically fashionable suffix. It’s not casual or funny. It’s hate speech.
Beyond the sheets and towels and desk lamps, there’s one must-have tool you can give to your college freshman before they leave: resilience.