Seeing (and feeling) the physical difference got me thinking: What other aspects of my pre-pregnancy life will need adjustment? Specifically, what sort of adjustments will I need to make for things like traveling in an airplane?
The absence of objectionable language and the sensitive treatment of adolescent situations make the book wholly appropriate for readers from upper elementary grades through high school. It’s also a delightful read for adults.
I think about how good are at building communities that transcend where we live. But there’s something about sharing time with people who share our space. Something that makes our houses feel more like home.
I don’t actually want my children trying drugs. I don’t want their judgment to be impaired, or their perception of social situations clouded in an already tumultuous phase of life. But kids experiment regardless of parental edict because that is how they learn.
In 11 years of sharing custody, I have never gotten used to his absence. And yet, I probably would not have changed my decision to have such an equal sharing of my son. This is my family. My perfect family.
Starting in kindergarten, it is my children’s job, not mine, to remember their lunches and library books for school, to know what the school rules are and to follow them, and, yes, to do their own homework.
It isn’t so much that parents are unhappy about having their third child. It’s that they simply don’t get the big happiness boosts they experienced with their first two children, according to London School of Economics researchers.
All kids need to be held accountable for their behaviors. These behaviors can sometimes be explained by a child’s diagnosis, but if these kids learn that their diagnosis will get them out of trouble, think of the trouble they may willingly cause.
I feel for the teenaged would-be trick-or-treaters. By this point, most of them have given up on the Easter Bunny, Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy, and Halloween is one of the last vestiges of childhood magic they’ve got left.
When my daughter was born with Down syndrome 11 years ago, I was told by my doctor that she probably wouldn’t live until 3 years old. I’m writing to dispel myths during this, Down syndrome awareness month.