Monthly Archives: December, 2010
Resolute
Heather talks crazy about New Year’s Resolutions
Popularity
I didn’t know that popularity carried such responsibility with it. In the end, I think that’s where I uncover a deep truth: I don’t really want so much responsibility, because it means that the capacity for fucking it up is that much greater. It’s why I sometimes chafe against being an adult. I have noticed that there are many other mothers who don’t seem to mind being needed on such a grand, 24-h0ur-a-day, seven-day-a-week, forever-till-you-die scale.
On Reluctance and Motherhood
I decided to homeschool my three school aged children this year. My youngest is four and, since I’m homeschooling, she goes to pbskids.org school. I opted to homeschool because there weren’t any other viable options available for my seven-year-old, and since I wasn’t about to try to keep one home while running the chaos-that-was-school, they were all chosen for homeschooling.
The Girl She Means to Be
Short of tragic illnesses and accidents, nothing is harder than watching your child’s heart break. Bring on the temper tantrums! Give me potty slipups, disagreements over screen time, slammed doors and I hate you’s any day. Those I can handle. Watching your kid wilt with disappointment is something else. Especially when you realize that it’s your job to lift her back up, to find some light to shine through the cracks in her heart. What do you say?
Coming Clean to My Son
From the beginning of our journey with Asperger’s, I’ve wondered how other parents usher their children through this inevitable rite of passage. Some children respond with denial and anger. Others don’t find out until they’re teens or adults. Many accept the news with relief. They’ve known all along that they’re different. I hope my son finds his place in this latter group, but just in case, I’ve done my due diligence.
