September, 2018 | PulseonParenting

We Will All Be OK: a Teenage Boy Going Through Puberty

Sep 18 2018

He’s moody. He’s all arms and legs. His voice cracks uncontrollably. He eats like there’s no tomorrow. And then tomorrow, he eats the same way. He doesn’t understand why he is sad. He alternately hates you and and needs to snuggle with you. Sound familiar? A pubertal boy drowns in a cesspool of changing emotions, feels self-conscious about his raging acne, and takes naps like he did when he was an infant. (Not to mention he is nervous and confused about the changes in his body.) And that’s the tip of the iceberg. The process is hard…

Sep 11 2018

9/11. Seventeen years ago. How can that be? That day will be in our minds forever like it was yesterday. I remember where I was. I remember the crazy-busy workday. I remember believing what a cruel hoax I thought this was, because of course, this couldn’t be happening. I remember the faces of certain patients to the detail. I remember words exchanged. I remember the confusion, the desire for detail our office couldn’t receive because our clinic was t.v.- and radio-free, and smartphones weren’t “a thing” yet. I remember a patient coming in the office and stating that many firefighters…

Sep 11 2018

I wasn’t sure about sharing the story I’m about to share. I don’t like tooting my own horn or sounding that way. If I wrote it, I wanted the post to be vulnerable and relatable. My goal would be a story with a life lesson to share with the kids. So here it goes. I was driving home late one afternoon when I came up on an SUV traveling half on the road, half on the shoulder. It was creeping along, well under the speed limit, and the left turn signal was flashing even though there was no…

Sep 04 2018

Sometimes things just fall into place. Sometimes they fall into place so perfectly it surprises you: like finding two pieces of a polar-bear-in-a-snowstorm jigsaw puzzle that fit together. No, this isn’t about the box I needed for shipping a violin, which isn’t a box one normally has just laying around the house. (But in case you’re wondering, I just happened to have this very rare, but perfectly-sized box in our basement.) Instead, this is about the next step toward living an extraordinary life: I had just begun research into two posts on journaling, one for my readers’ personal guide and…

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We Will All Be OK: a Teenage Boy Going Through Puberty

9/11 and Our Kids

That Lousy Driver

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