A few weeks after Yom Kippur, and just one week before the 2016 presidential election, I am hovering in a pretty constant state of “I am not sorry if I offend you.”
It was triggered by the…latter, but I didn’t actually realize (or, at least, verbalize) that I felt that way until the former. While my daughter was singing in her Reform Jewish day school/synagogue’s choir, I was reading through the greatest Al Chet hits listed in the high holiday prayerbook (and watching her perform, I was totally watching her perform, honest).… >> Read More
It's not unusual for a substitute teacher to get the short end of the teaching stick. What do I mean when I say that? You may remember when you were a student--the moment you heard your teacher was…absent for the day, you rejoiced. It meant you could slack off a little, maybe even joke around with your pals more than usual. This is what happened when a Kveller staff member's son went to school yesterday. The 8-year-old apparently wasn't behaving in class, and was told by the principal to write an apology note… >> Read More
It’s something that I, as an OB/GYN, hear almost daily in my clinic: “I’m sorry.” That’s right, my patients apologize to me. And why? What would prompt so many women to apologize to their…doctor? It’s because I’m about to see their vaginas. It’s usually the same scenario: As we are preparing to do the pelvic exam, they say something like, “I’m sorry, I didn’t have a chance to shave today...” or “I’m sorry, I just got out of work and haven’t had time to shower...” or they simply… >> Read More
A few years ago I made a small mistake that has shaped my parenting in a big way—thanks to hindsight, it is one I’ve never made again.
We were visiting family in New York over the summer and…my oldest, who was 3 at the time, was having the time of his life surrounded by fun and people who loved him. The entire weekend was spent swimming, playing, and snacking, but by Sunday evening we wanted him to sit at the table and eat a proper meal. Usually on special occasions our “treats” rule… >> Read More
It was 8:12 a.m. The kids were supposed to be in their classroom at school by 8:20. I had asked at least a hundred (ok, maybe five) times for them to get their shoes on. When I appeared at the back…door and NO ONE had their shoes on, I LOST it. This mommy went off the deep end. Yelling, ranting, pretty much acting like a crazy lady. Did I mention my children are in kindergarten and preschool? I know, I know. I am pretty sure that they are not going to suffer major academic setbacks,… >> Read More