Sorry Not Sorry: When A First Kid Goes to College

It’s been a couple of weeks since my older son Jack headed off to school a plane ride away. And it’s been a couple of weeks of lovely, concerned people asking about how he likes it so far, and then leaning in and asking, “And how are you doing?” I don’t quite know how to answer this. I usually say something about being just so busy with work and other things, and make a joke about being a master at denial, and that visiting weekend is mere weeks away. I certainly know that after flying home I flung myself into a …

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Boy Mom

It Begins. The first moment I realized I was a bona fide, no-turning-back Boy Mom took place when Jack was 6 weeks old. My husband’s boss wanted him to come on a business trip to Miami, and (really kindly) suggested I come along with the baby, for a little change of scenery. What a great idea, how fun! Three sleepless days and nights later I was heading home solo with my crabby baby. Fed child on plane. Burped child on plane. Child vomited into my bra on plane. Child pooped violently on plane (no, you’re not missing any gender point …

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I Love to Watch You Play

“I love to watch you play.” The simplest six words you can say to your kids, with a surprising amount of power. It started with an article written in February 2012, called What Makes A Nightmare Sports Parent — And What Makes A Great One.  The article was pretty much about what you think it was about.  Shortly after it was written, blogger Rachel Macy Stafford of Hands Free Mama pulled out a piece of that article that smacked her in the gut: “… college athletes were asked what their parents said that made them feel great, that amplified their …

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