As a parent I feel like I'm walking a line...a very narrow line that isn't always clear and has so many sharp turns and crossings that I find myself turning in circles, getting dizzy, and wondering if I can manage to stay upright. If I'm able to stay on the line, then my kids may grow up to be the next Einstein, Mother Teresa, or Ghandi. If I can't stay on the line...well, I don't even want to think about what could happen. Every day I walk the line but I'm doing it blindfolded. I don't know if my choices, my actions, and my words will positively or negatively impact my kids. Am I spending enough time with my kids? Did I give them an appropriate explanation when they asked where babies came from or did I just scar them for life? Will I get my kids' hopes up when talking about Santa Claus or am I setting them up for disappointment? When is it really, truly important that I be the bad guy (or mean mom) instead of the fun mom and friend? And so m...
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