landed in the Northland of New Zealand and discovering a new way of life . . . (pre-NZ musings are sweetly archived here as well and aftershock of post-T election to follow)
Saturday, 20 February 2016
A Parenting Bill of Rights
You have the right to guiltless sleeping in and napping for the entirety of your life—if the opportunity ever presents itself.
The endless interrupted sleep of parenting has paid this debt. Never question yourself. You are not a sloth. Get thee recumbent.
You have the right to carry an invisible permission slip to say “no.” No, you do not have to volunteer for every task at your child’s school. No, you do not have to be the person everyone depends on as back up for childcare or transport. No explanation needed. Just no. I’m sorry, I can’t.
(read more of this article published on elephant journal HERE)