My First Mother’s Day

My First Mother’s Day

I vividly remember my first Mother’s Day. I had a colicky three-month-old who we dressed up for a fancy dinner with family. I managed to shower and get dressed that day, but I was exhausted and stressed from a total lack of sleep and the demands of a newborn. We got...
Walking on Eggshells

Walking on Eggshells

My clients often tell me about people in their lives who are challenging and thus cause them to walk on eggshells. My question to my clients is always, “Whose eggshells are they?” I’m not being facetious when I say that. (Okay, maybe a little bit.) But what I’m really...