Author: raisingjustice

Still eating that piece of cake…and learning

Two of my most read blog pieces were about dealing with food and my kids. See them here and here. Writing is a way for me to put to paper, to the world sometimes, what is going on. And it’s a way to show my learning. Both pieces I wrote feel out of date, and…

Bedtime apologies

I’ve done some deep diving into how I parent lately and thinking about what I’d want to share with others. One thing keeps popping up for me. Apologies. I wonder how many parents apologize to our kids. Society tells us that we are all knowing. That we are the guides, the teachers, the ones who…

The robin

“Mom, come quick, you have to see this bird. It’s so beautiful,” she said. I was in the baby’s room getting them ready for something. “Can I borrow your phone? I want to take a picture,” she asked. I handed over the phone and finished what I was doing quickly to make it over to…

Jelly beans

“Mommy, you should eat slower so you don’t eat so much,” she slipped into our dinner conversation. I jumped, without thinking. “We don’t tell people how to eat, not how much or what speed or their choices,” I sternly responded. I wish I had replied more gently, made it a moment to share why. But…

Raising justice and healing me

I’ve been writing for two months and have shared very little. Unsure of what to say out loud. Unsure if it’s even meant to be heard. In March, it became clear to me that my parenting was short sighted. I had been focusing on my kids so deeply that I was missing what I needed…

Small steps

The other day, I saw a post on facebook that I decided to share with my daughter. Here is the picture. I quickly noticed the issue and wanted to see if she did too. I showed her the picture and we talked through what it said. I asked her what she saw. She noticed that…

Self-acceptance and the body

I’ve been thinking a lot about what I’m teaching my kids about bodies. I have made a point to not talk badly about bodies including my own. In fact, I’ve gotten pretty good at silencing my inner critic, telling myself this or that is not true. But, I’ve also noticed that I don’t outwardly love…

Imagine a world…

A friend is due to have a baby in a few months. When I got to see them the other day, I got to share a little bit in their joy, bliss. Hear about what is exciting and what nerves are sneaking up. They are not finding out the sex of the baby. Out of…

Blocked

I have something to share, I’m blocked. This happens every once and a while where I have nothing to write about. So it leaves me with this task of writing for the sake of writing, which then makes me feel unsure about my work. I also find it draws away from authenticity. I instead write…

You’re a tiger

My kid had a rough play-date recently. Both kids are strong and independent and like to be in charge of deciding how to play. My kid was also having a tough day, one I blame myself for. That morning, she was taking a while to get ready. This is not unusual. She is a last…