• Mixed Emotions About Next School Year

    School Year 2021-2022? My Emotions Are Mixed

    Paperwork has been submitted for my son to start preschool next year and my daughter’s spot in kindergarten is confirmed. It should be a time of celebrating milestones. Instead I’m filled with a mix of exhaustion, anticipation and dread about the upcoming school year. We all have high hopes for next school year to get back to “normal” but at this point, I have my doubts. Will things ever be “normal” again or will we push forward with all the continued uncertainty and moving pieces that we now call “normal”? Because, frankly, all this uncertainty and moving pieces has left me a little traumatized, a lot overwhelmed and so, so…

  • Children's Mental Health

    Children’s Mental Health Matters

    Not quite three years ago I traded my role with the community mental health center for freelance work that would allow me to stay home and manage my family. This flexibility has been a blessing while navigating family affairs ESPECIALLY in the midst of pandemic. Even so, mental health has remained top of mind for me especially where our children’s mental health is concerned. The mental and emotional well-being of children has always been close to my heart, particularly as the rates of youth suicide (both attempted and completed) have risen. So many stressors and triggers were already present. Now we’ve piled on stressors we never could have imagined in…

  • Neglecting Myself

    Neglecting Myself: It’s Been 3 Years & It Stops Now.

    Three years. That’s how long I’ve been neglecting myself in terms of oral preventative health care (among other things). That’s how long I put my own importance on the back burner. THREE YEARS! I worked for a dentist when I was in high school and it was there that I learned to really appreciate the value of good oral hygiene. Brushing two – or three – times a day. Daily flossing. Frequent fluoride rinses. Prior to these three years I wouldn’t have dreamed of neglecting myself. I was firmly planted in the chair of a dental hygienist every six months…like clockwork. So what happened? I’d like to blame kids: my…