Every time I tackle a parenting milestone, “I’m not getting any sleep”, “they don’t eat vegetables” or “she’s just so shy” and I feel triumphant on the other side…. another moment appears to slam me back to earth – reminding me I may never feel as though I truly have a handle on parenting.
And ohhhh….. when it comes to grief? To death? I looked into their sweet faces, I caught their tears in my hands as they fell…. and I held my breath…. knowing they were getting ready to ask me questions that I, as an adult, still find myself asking….
How do you handle these conversations with your children?