Showing posts from February, 2020

Better Parenting Through Selfishness

The other day, Elizabeth told me that a friend of hers " aspires to be like you when she's a mom ." Photo from a recent hike: I do those for myself too! Um...come again? First of all, I was not previously aware that I had made any impression whatsoever on said friend.  To be honest, I wasn't even sure that if I saw this girl somewhere without my daughter in tow, she would know who I was.  Second, what could she possibly be basing this aspiration upon? How well I pull up to the parking lot to pick Elizabeth up from soccer practice?  The food I bring to games when I miraculously remember we are on snack duty?  My mad sideline cheering skillz? Before I got too puffed up about inspiring the younger generation, I had to ask: Why, Elizabeth? Why does your friend want to be like me? Turns out, she aspires to be like me because I "do pilates" and take violin lessons and otherwise do things for myself and not solely for my children. FASCINATING! Her

Bring On the 40 Days

Welcome, Lent. This year, I am using this season to force myself to do something I've been meaning to do for a long time now: re-establish the habit of writing. I stopped writing regularly awhile ago, and as a result, I don't know what I think about pretty much anything anymore, except that I really want the Trump presidency to come to a screeching halt.  But other than that, I can't really figure out much about life.  Writing used to help me make sense of things, and I'm hoping it will again.  Things like: Why do my teenage daughters' midriffs (and sculpted eyebrows and endless, curated selfies) bother me so much? How can one person make a stand against the divisions and rancor that are everywhere? When will I figure out how to make my iPhone serve me, rather than the other way around? Why is life so unbelievably hard?  Why is life so unbelievably beautiful?  And why is it so hard to focus on the beautiful? I used to write a ton on this blog about