How’s it going, awesome readers?
So last week I was late. Twice. Monday’s post went live on Tuesday and Friday’s post hit devices on Saturday. And guess what happened? Nothing. The sky didn’t fall, and I lived to tell the tale.
This week I’m early. Welcome to tomorrow’s post today. I’m a rebel that way.
Did that just sound like the beginning of a Dr. Seuss book? Just me? Never mind. Let’s move on.
This week I’ll be telling you about something that happened recently while I was out shopping with my someone. It was something that we witnessed, and it made me reflect back to a time when my kids were little.
The point is that there are so many ways to parent. Raising kids is perhaps one of the hardest jobs and instead of judging each other, we should be SUPPORTING each other. A few years ago, I wrote an article about helicopter parenting -vs- free-range parenting for Westmount Magazine. After reaching out and asking the internet for their thoughts and opinions, I came to the conclusion that there’s no right or wrong way to parent. It all comes down to our own personalities and our kids’ needs. Period.
PS. I wrote that article while I was writing SUPERWOMAN: A Funny and Reflective Look at Single Motherhood. I’m mentioning this because at the end of the article the editors referred to the book as SUPERWOMAN: Confessions of a Single Mom, A funny, messy, reflective look at single motherhood, which at the time was the working title of the book.
Shall we meet up later this week?
Meanwhile, here’s a story about that time my daughter told me she was having sex.
And if you work from home (or want to), you may want to read my column over at Inspades News where I share six secrets for working efficiently at a remote job.
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