Progressive Parenting

Here are the results of the market research I had to do for my business plan for Zaideh's House. I have reviewed some important research related to teen childbearing. The following facts are compiled from an article called, “Adolescent Pregnancy and Childbearing in California,” published by the California Research Bureau in June 2003.  Read More »

When my daughter was 8 months old my father in law passed away. She loved him. We called him "Zaideh," a Yiddish word for grandfather, and she called him "Day-daw." She said day-daw long before she ever said mommy or daddy. When he passed away my daughter did not sleep for 3 days. I heard her on the intercom babbling constantly, saying, "Day-daw," intermittently.  Read More »

In addition to communicating with animals, my child is a moon worshiper. I love to teach her new words. I enunciate and repeat a word while she studies my mouth and tries to copy the sounds. She loves to learn new words too. Recently I have her saying, "I'm ri-dic-you-ous." Anyway she learned the word "moon" over a year ago from my husband.  Read More »

Some more anecdotal evidence regarding rainbow children and angels.  Read More »

People are so afraid of "spoiling" kids. My parents especially love to roll their eyes at me and tell me I'm spoiling my kid. They usually do this if I respond to her crying, or give her something that she wants.  Read More »

I know that all parents think their kid is the greatest, the smartest and the cutest, and I am no different. I also think my little papaya is quite magical.  Read More »

Sometimes, being a parent (or in my case, an older sibling) can be really hypocritical. How exactly are you supposed to tell the 11yo that he can’t say “ass” when you say it? Or how do you explain to the 6yo that you can eat chocolate whenever you want, but she needs to ask permission first? It makes no difference to them and to state otherwise is basically hypocritical.  Read More »

"Yummy, yummy, yummy I got wuv i my tummy, my name is Ee-yeye-ah en I wuv eweebuhddy!"

My daughter's name is Elia, and if you say it correctly, it rhymes with Papaya. Her middle name is Eden.

If you have followed my blogs you already know that she was diagnosed with hydrocephaly in utero, and that her birth almost killed her and myself.  Read More »