Nurshable

September 2012

  • It’s Okay to Cry it Out (Except You Say it’s Not)

    Dear Daughter, A new study published in the journal Pediatrics says that it’s okay to let you cry it out. In fact, it says that you and I will benefit from this practice. I will be “at lower risk for… Continue reading

  • You Stepped on My Parenting Again

    You stepped on my parenting again last night. A quick text message sent this morning. Ack. Sorry. I’m not angry, you’re not angry, we’re both simply trying to become more aware of how we co-parent in this four-adult-three-kid house of… Continue reading

  • The Words of Others Who Speak More Clearly (WIO)

    Dear Daughter, Sometimes in the dark of the night I don’t want to hear your take on what you need. I want sleep. I want to listen to the words of others who speak more clearly. I don’t want to… Continue reading

  • Your Beauty is Different from Mine

    Dear Daughter, Your beauty is different from mine. First of all, as I write this you are fifteen pounds to my hundred-and-fifteen pounds. Your hair is short and fine and curly. Your eyes are the color of the Arctic ocean,… Continue reading

  • Like Being Married to a Three Year Old

    Alex, At the end of the day, of course I’m moody and emotional and want attention and affection and to spend time with a person that speaks in full sentences. I spend the day with small emotional human beings that… Continue reading

  • Keeping Your Words Meaningful (WIO)

    Dear Four and a Half Month Old Wee Babygirl, You sleep like a baby. Which involves a lot of sleep for you and not much for anyone else around you, particularly for me. So very sleepy, I am. At night… Continue reading

  • Watching Me Fail

    Dear Eldest, When I was eight years old I quit learning how to crochet after I learned the first and most basic stitch. The chain stitch. The next step up was “too hard”. Now, at thirty-two I am learning to… Continue reading

  • Like a Hug

    Dear Daughter, You are four and a half months old. Your crazy curly hair that you were born with has been pulled up into pigtails and you are learning how to sit up. You smile, laugh and chatter in your… Continue reading

  • When We Do a 180

    Dear Oldest, You are five and a half. You’ve discovered by now that adults are sometimes fickle things. One moment laughing and enjoying that thing that you’re doing, and the next moment annoyed. We need to be more patient with… Continue reading