I wish I could stay calm and cool. I wish I was one of those parents who so rarely raises their voice that when they do, kids attend immediately. Their teachers are particularly skilled. Kids will be being kids, unruly and giggly and squirmy, and …
Anyone who’s been to our house knows we have a high tolerance for filth. The bathrooms smell like the urinals at a sports arena, and not uncommonly there’s poop and/or vomit somewhere where it’s not supposed to be. On a good day we only have …
My heart goes out to those directly impacted by any of the many natural and man-made disasters going on right now. I’m obsessed with my news feed, anxiously scanning coverage of Hurricane Maria in the Caribbean, rescues from the rubble of Mexico city, the suffering …
Rather than reflect on one of the unfortunately abundant apocalyptic current events, I’m going to describe a small, simple moment of peace. My family was driving home from a rare dinner out. The workweek had been hectic. Whose workweek isn’t, right? We were stopped at …
We’ve been struggling with end-of-summer-unstructured-days-dysregulated kids (see previous post). A friend of mine, also a doc-mom of kids who fight with each other, shared the system that’s worked wonders for them: It’s a simple points system, with one, two, or three points awarded for acts …
I am so freaking proud of myself. It’s the end of summer vacation. There’s no more camp, no routine. Sleep and wake schedules are wacky. These kids are kind of dysregulated. And, Oh, they were terrible. They were at each other’s throats. There …
It’s August. I did have a few summery, lighthearted posts lined up. But then we had serious threats of nuclear warfare with North Korea, and I made the mistake of reading this potentially useful article about how to survive after an atomic bomb detonates near …
We could have easily given up and gone home and called it a complete waste of time, a casualty of poor planning. But it became one of the best family outings we’ve ever had! Because of some last-minute cancellations, we had an unexpectedly unscheduled Saturday. …
Last night, well after I’d tucked her in and gone to bed, Babygirl got up and wandered downstairs. She loves to hang out with Daddy, watching sports, and she’ll fall asleep on the couch. But Hubby was watching CNN coverage of the suicide bombing in …
…and I wrote all about it on the Mothers in Medicine group blog: We lost our s–t with the stranger who criticized our kid