Parenting books had forewarned me, but I still stepped right into the trap.
House-husband. Primary caregiver. At-home parent. Full-time dad. All these terms are descriptive, but I usually describe myself as an at-home dad.
In the beginning, he was nervous and unsure -- afraid of making a mistake. The brand-new gym shorts and T-shirt bore no telltale signs of an athlete.
How would our mothering experiences be different if we were no longer so exhausted- sometimes so completely exhausted- that we wake up in the mornings longing for just a few mor
“Are we really going to paint today, Mommy?” Brian had asked hopefully one day when he saw the brushes standing tall next to the unopened jars of paint.
As a society, we need to realize that fathers are just as important to children as moth
After years of being excited in October, becoming frantic and exhausted in December, and vowing in January never to do it that way again, I knew I needed help.
Reflections on the rhythm and 'flow' of the daily life of an at-home parent.
For as long as I can remember, I knew I would have a grand passion in my life, and for the better part of my life, I assumed it would be my career.
Catherine Myers writes about the difficulties and rewards of family hikes.