by ellenboeder | Dec 23, 2018 | attachment, empathy, Feminism, health, nurturing, Parenting, psychology, relationship
What if we parented our kids like our future depends on it? (Because, of course, it does). What does that look like? How do we treat our children in a way that considers their future roles, responsibilities, and opportunities? That respects the...
by ellenboeder | Dec 7, 2018 | attachment, empowerment, Feminism, Motherhood, Parenting, psychology, relationship, values
Yesterday I walked by a man who was jogging wearing a t-shirt that read “Fearlessly Independent.” As he jogged past me, I thought about my current life, and how “fearless” and “independent” are definitely not words I would use to describe myself today. I...
by ellenboeder | Aug 24, 2018 | attachment, empowerment, Feminism, health, Motherhood, psychology, values
Last summer, my parents and I got into a conversation about modern motherhood. They (and probably anyone from a previous generation) were shocked to learn—literally, their jaws were agape—that many mothers today experience a wide range of mental and physical health...
by ellenboeder | Dec 5, 2017 | autoimmune, empowerment, Feminism, health, Motherhood, values
Five years ago I was struggling to recover my energy since the birth of my second child, my daughter, who was almost 2 years old at the time. Despite getting as much sleep as I could with two young children, receiving a ton of support from my husband, feeling loved by...
by ellenboeder | Sep 21, 2017 | attachment, empowerment, Feminism, health, Marriage, Motherhood, psychology, relationship
Family action shot above, though not a moment of overwhelm. Just a little birthday celebration for me at our favorite creek spot. My son is not grimacing in pain, but making that face because he knows how to crack me up. If you are a mother, I am 100%...
by ellenboeder | Apr 21, 2017 | empathy, empowerment, Feminism, Motherhood, psychology
“I never thought you were a mother.” The woman who spoke these words to me had only seen me in passing at a yoga class we both attend on a random basis. That is the whole sum of our interactions. And yet she had formed a little story of who I am. She’s not...
