13 Apr

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“Supposed To” Doesn’t Exist

There’s no such thing as “supposed to.”

Recently, I wrote about @momandburied’s anxiety. One of the things that feeds it is the fear that she’s not doing enough and hasn’t accomplished things she’s “supposed to” have accomplished.

That’s bullshit. Not only is she holding herself to imaginary standards, but many of these expectations were created in a vacuum, before she had kids, before she had multiple sclerosis, before the damn pandemic!

There’s no such thing as “supposed to.”

15 Sep

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Ten Years Gone

Today is my oldest son’s birthday.

It’s not always easy with Detective Munch. On top of the fact that he’s a lot like me, and – newsflash! – I am not always easy! (Shocking, I know.) He also has ADHD, as I’ve written about, and podcasted about, before. I still haven’t figured out how to parent through his ADHD, which is no surprise, as I also haven’t figured out how to parent, period, which doesn’t help.

But I’m trying. Years ago, I told you about the things that make Detective Munch so great. Today I’m going to tell him.

What Not to Expect When You’re Expecting

A few years ago, I ranted hard against a couple who created a list of guidelines for visitors who wanted to stop by and meet their newborn. They were essentially expecting friends and family to barter for an audience with their baby via handouts and housework.

It made little sense that a couple with such bizarre manners and expectations would have anyone visiting them, let alone enough people who it required rules and regulations. After all, this was a generic newborn, not the Pope. It was utterly ridiculous, and my post quickly became one of my most popular pieces.

Most of us felt that the couple was entitled and oblivious. Apparently, they were pioneers!

03 Apr

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Breaking the Routine

Sometimes, in the midst of parenting, it’s easy to lose track of your kids. (Figuratively speaking, of course!)

My 7-year-old and I butt heads on the regular, never more so than when we’re navigating the everyday stresses of our daily routines.

Schedules and stress and exhaustion and frustration combine to make our relationship combustible.

Read more about Breaking the Routine …

26 Mar

Dad and Buried Posted in Multiple Sclerosis 2 comments

Explaining Multiple Sclerosis to My Kids

I could hear them talking in the other room.

My wife’s voice was soft, nearly whispering. My son’s voice, on those rare occasions when he interjected, was uncharacteristically tentative, uncertain and wary. I stopped listening. I knew what was being discussed.

My wife has multiple sclerosis. And she was explaining it to him.

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