Revolution from Home

Modern motherhood is mind-meltingly paradoxical, no matter the ages of your kids or the season you’re navigating.
One of the places I see this paradox playing out in super confusing ways for parents is at the intersection of letting them see our humanity but not so much that we stress them out, parentify them, or cause them to feel unsafe....

When I first got divorced (after 18 years of marriage), and I felt disoriented and unmoored like never before, I suddenly started making rules for myself. The one I remember most clearly was:
“I won’t even think about dating for at least nine months and until I’ve finished writing my book.”...

I struggled with perfectionism in a pretty big way for the first thirty years of my life.
It wasn’t the kind of perfectionism rooted in looking perfect or coming across as flawless or super put-together. It was about getting things “right” so as not to cause harm to people or the planet....

For the most part, I’m an intrinsically motivated kinda gal. But I’ve come to realize that this is only true up to a point.
It’s taken me a while to understand it, but I now see that my energy for self-motivation in any given day (or season of my life) is finite, and that it’s much harder to access around new and scary things, especially when I’m already needing to be self...