It’s become a nightly ritual: I settle into bed, grab my phone, and check in with my friends who live in Israel. I haven’t even moved there yet, and already, I have hundreds of them.
About a…year ago, we learned that my husband, a college professor, was eligible to take a sabbatical, so we decided to fulfill our dream of moving our family to Israel for a year. And with that, I entered Planning Mode. Although I crave novelty—new people, cultures, foods—I’m hardly laid-back or spontaneous; I’m a planner. I like… >> Read More
When a friend recently remarked on how patient I am with my kids, I literally laughed in her face. Patience is not one of my virtues, in parenting or otherwise. Traffic jams fill me with rage. People…in the Midwest, where I live, walk and talk too slowly for my liking. Practicing piano with my 7-year-old sometimes feels like torture. But not long after my friend made that comment, another made a similar observation, forcing me to consider the possibility that they were onto something. How could they see me so differently… >> Read More
Reading Kveller contributing editor Carla’s Naumburg’s essays and books about parenting is like talking to your wise but compassionate best friend, the one who completely understands your…child-related issues and doesn’t judge you for them, but has lots of clever, accessible ideas about how to handle them. In her new book, “Ready, Set, Breathe: Practicing Mindfulness with Your Children for Fewer Meltdowns and a More Peaceful Family,” she uses this gentle approach to discuss how we can teach our kids to become… >> Read More
“When I get married, will you and Daddy be dead?” my son asked me over Cheerios the other morning, not long after his 6th birthday.
“Well, Daddy and I are married, and his parents are…still alive,” I said. I realized that I hadn’t exactly answered his question. And I hadn’t mentioned my parents. “And your dad’s alive, but”—his faced screwed up in confusion, as if he suddenly understood that things were not as they should be—“how did your mom die?” I took a deep breath. I’d been waiting for… >> Read More
I recently returned from a trip to Boston for a good friend’s baby shower. I got to reminisce with friends I hadn’t seen in years as we cheered on our beloved Michigan Wolverines football team…over beers and takeout, just as we did in grad school. And although all the togetherness and nostalgia was wonderful, can I tell you what I enjoyed most about my trip? The flight. I have no particular love for flying. But since I became a parent few years ago, I’ve discovered the sheer bliss of… >> Read More