Last night, lost in helplessness, I might have discovered a secret power I didn’t know I had. My daughter S woke me up at 1 am, pale and worried. “Mommy, I really don’t feel well,” she says. As suspected, her fever is back to 39. …
This summer was different. I felt it in the growth spurt of my children, in the unusual dryness of our forests and the fires they brought; in my own surprising reliance on AI. Everything is changing. Rapidly. Who knows how many summers I have left …
Growing up as a competitive chess player, I was certain that once I had my own children I would surely turn them into chess champions. They would be the improved, better, stronger versions of me! I was inspired by the stories of the Polgar sisters …
A quick reminder that labeling our children as “good” or “bad” or anything in between can lead to unexpected negative consequences. Instead, shift the focus on desirable behaviour.
The world today is more competitive than it has ever been, and the parents are starting off their children young, very young. Just read a parenting book such as “After 3 it’s too late”, by Ibaki Masaru. The title alone will freak any parent out …
Recently I was privileged to complete an online course with Dr. Shefali Tsabary on Conscious Parenting and I will never be the same again! She challenges the traditional parenting approach, the burdens of unconscious parenting, that have been passed from generation to generation and awakens …
Today, I got to experience two important parenting lessons: The Pause and Watching Your Feelings Rise and Fade while being in the state of non-reactivity. It was only after the experience that I gained conscious awareness of how beautiful and calm it feels to experience …
Last night I made a conscious decision to finish my parenting day as an “unconscious”, or “unaware”, parent. I’ve been on this eye-opening, thought provoking 3+ weeks Conscious Parenting Quest with Dr. Shefali Tsabary and learned a great deal what conscious parenting is about. But …
Our walk home from school today was quite something. The moment my 5 year old daughter, Chloe, got out of school, she started being demanding about a playdate. No hug, no simple “Hello mommy”. A playdate with a girl I’ve never heard her speak of. …