For this week’s Posts of the Week, let’s look at a few moms sharing their perspectives on being the parent of a three-year-old. It can be a trying time—but also a fabulous time for growth and connection.
Crystal and Jessica live in Toronto with their daughter Lily, who has Down Syndrome. Lily was just admitted to the hospital, and they could use some good wishes, so they’re my Post of the Week.
I’m making a commitment to be more regular with my “Post of the Week” picks, so here are a few posts from some lesbian moms about the cold winter weather many of us have been experiencing lately—and how you and your families have been coping.
Halloween often brings up the topic of kids and gender expression, so I thought I’d highlight a recent post from Pajamamamas about navigating her almost-six-year-old son’s shoe choices.
Many of us have been there. As we grow our families, we realize we can no longer hide . . . the fact that we drive a minivan. Betsy of Turkey Baster and a Bottle of Wine wrote recently of overcoming her own internalized vanophobia in “Imposter . . . or not.”
That Neat Blog’s “Mom, am I gay?” post was an easy choice for my Post of the Week. It’s about a straight mom’s response to her five-year-old son’s question — but the topic of talking with kids about being gay seems relevant to many of us.
Emma Tattenbaum-Fine has two moms, and recently tackled the age-old question of “What do you call your moms?”
I read “Community Means a Lot of Things” at Outrunning the Storm and knew it had to be a Post of the Week. The author writes of trying to find a supportive community and role models for her son, who is autistic, and the parallels with her experience as a lesbian.
We often talk about “unconditional love” when it comes to our children. Most often, I think, we use it to describe our feelings as parents towards them. At Puffer and the Baby Fish, however, Pufferfish recently wrote about “My Favorite Way to Wake Up,” which illustrates what unconditional love can look like when it comes from a child. If it doesn’t bring a smile to your face, check your pulse.
I often write about schools and education, but mostly from the perspective of parents or students. Debbie of A Day Is Short is a teacher, however, and wrote yesterday of her experience coming out to her third-grade class, in the context of her pregnancy and impending parenthood. It’s a raw, emotional post about the struggle of trying to be honest with her students while facing the fear of homophobia.
