Originally written for The Huffington Post One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people. He said, “My son, the battle is between 2 “wolves” inside us all. One is Evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego. The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, co
Originally posted on Huffington Post "Look at all those rolls!! And that tummy,” a fellow mom said adoringly.
“Yeah, but I hope she’s not fat when she gets older,” replied the toddler’s mother without skipping a beat. It starts early, this body shaming. So freaking early. Not to mention by the people who love us most. I glanced over at my two beautiful babies. They were playing independently- blissfully unaware of their own bodies, or of the excessive obsession that adults a
Originally posted on Twiniversity.com It came on quickly and out of nowhere. Wednesday morning Shelby woke with a little runny nose, nothing to worry about. Later in the afternoon, however, as I was holding her I noticed a faint wheezing sound. It was so quiet I had to put my ear right up to her little body to hear it. Although I’m a new mother to 9-month-old fraternal twins, I understood that wheezing coming from a baby is never a good thing. I immediately called the pediatr
Originally posted on Twiniveristy.com Sometimes it’s difficult to imagine what it looks like to have two babies growing inside, where that extra growing space is going to come from, what life with two infants will be like. When I was pregnant with my twins, people had loads of questions for me. One of the questions I got asked regularly was, “Are you going to breastfeed?” (If you think this is a personal question, just wait until the babies come!) Although these were my firs
Originally Posted on Huffington Post Because bullying is such a shameful and childish behavior, we are often quick to dismiss the issue as something uniquely belonging to children. Children are still feeling their way through life, forming morals and values, and emerging through experiences with a developing sense of self. It's far easier to excuse this type of behavior from little ones, as we can easily justify that "they didn't know any better," or "they are still learning
Originally posted on Huffington Post Dear Dad,
I still remember you. The memories shift and fade over the years, but you are not forgotten. I remember your dimples and the way you smiled with your eyes. I remember your dark curly hair, your olive skin, your Levi's jeans, and the Rolex that jangled on your wrist. I remember your passion and excitement for inside jokes and family traditions; the pride and adoration for your children that poured out of you like sparkling gold.