Browsing All Posts filed under »Guilt«

My Ex Called Our Daugher A Bitch, But He Was Kidding

August 26, 2011 by

5

My ex-husband called our daughter a bitch. My suspicions that he harbored misogynistic tendencies were confirmed. Confirmed because calling one’s ex a bitch, while unnecessary and immature, does not a full-on jerk make. Calling a 14-year-old girl a bitch?  That, a jerk makes. Name calling is a parenting no-no.I am sure that before our daughter turned […]

That Woman Was At My Wedding; But I’m Not Going to Say Hello

August 3, 2011 by

1

Remember the people you invited to your wedding, how important and relevant they were? They don’t all stay relevant and important. I think this is great news. It’s a testament to the fact that we change and grow and continue to re-access our relationships. My sister was getting her hair colored. She does, about three times […]

Addio Vs. Ciao: A Daughter’s Italian Journey & A Mother’s Deepest Fear

July 18, 2011 by

1

Guest Post By Gail Doktor There are two ways to say good-bye: Forever, or see you again soon. In Italian “addio” means “to God” and is a permanent good-bye. You’d say it to someone who won’t be returning. Or someone who is dying. By contrast, “ciao” or “arrivaderci” means something like “until the next time […]

Life Balance: I Had to Choose Between My Dying Mother And My Infant Daughter

July 7, 2011 by

11

Guest Post by Jessica Sherman When I was pregnant, I imagined my first tough parenting choices would be to boob or not to boob.  I thought I might fret over a nanny or daycare. I never thought I would be choosing between putting my infant daughter to sleep or taking care of my dying mother. […]

Summer Vacation: Some Kids Were Volunteering. Mine Were At The Mall.

June 30, 2011 by

0

How do you get your kids to volunteer and give back to the community? Miriam explores options other than the mall.

Divorce Kicked My Ass–Yoga Lifted It (Sorta)

June 27, 2011 by

6

In a regrettable moment of over-sharing, I admitted that I’d considered yoga teacher training to the women I take daily yoga with. Last week when our yoga teacher was on a pilgrimage to New Mexico, I was called upon to substitute. I had said I was thinking about the training. I had not said I […]

My Mother Asked Me to Grade Her Parenting, and I Gave Her an ‘F’

June 20, 2011 by

6

No, really. I did. Which would lead anyone to the understandable conclusions that I’m a horrible person/daughter, I had an abysmal childhood, and I hate my mother. None of which is actually true. Considering the fact that we’re really nothing alike, my mother and I get along pretty well, and for the most part, we […]