Teaching My Children to Risk and Fail
Alexandra Kuykendall
(Even When I Don’t Feel Like It) “Be careful.” “I’m not so sure about that.” “Don’t fall.” The words come out like a reflex,
(Even When I Don’t Feel Like It) “Be careful.” “I’m not so sure about that.” “Don’t fall.” The words come out like a reflex,
As I drove through the early morning darkness, I approached the “Golden Arches” for my first caffeine hit of the day — Diet Coke.
I made a bucket-list of special things I wanted to do in my lifetime. Each item
I was nine years old when I tried to starve away my curves. I tried to starve away the parts of me that made
My truth, my weight doesn’t bother me. It’s not that I’m fat, it’s that it doesn’t bother me. It’s supposed to, right? As an
Every day I’m convinced I am failing either in my parenting or in my profession, sometimes both. Either I yelled too much that day
I love my mom. I do. She is loving, caring. She worked crazy hard, her whole mothering life. She fed us, bathed us, clothed
It was a day just like any other: my four-year-old son, Jake, cutting tribal masks out of construction paper, me scratching out a satirical
I am a failure. It’s true. You name it, I’ve failed at it at least once. The first time I realized I was a
I have a frequently repeated conversation with moms in my circles. It starts on a neutral topic like the cost of soccer cleats, which