Talking to Your Kids about Transgender Identity
There’s been a lot in the media recently about trans people, and odds are, your kids are listening. Whether this coverage is about transitioning (think Chelsea Manning) or celebrities (think Chaz Bono), our kids are growing up in a world where often they’re ahead of our own learning curve. Chances are, maybe they even know a trans child (who’s either stealth in this identity, or out as trans) who has socially transitioned at school. Precluding that your child may even be trans themselves (let’s save that for another time), today’s Ms. Fit parents need to know how to talk about these issues with our families.
What Should You Do if Your Partner Doesn’t Support Your Health Goals?
You know the drill: you want to eat healthy this week. You’re on track. You’re feeling good. And then you come home to an extra large pizza and a nice bottle of red just waiting for you to dive in. The weekend comes. You had plans—exercise classes to attend, errands to run—but your partner convinces you to curl up and watch movies instead.
While sometimes deferring the plan can be fun (and even a welcome distraction), if this happens too often it can derail your healthy plans and put a divide in your relationship. If you feel like you’re always compromising your healthy ways just to acquiesce to your partner’s more lackadaisical lifestyle, it might be time for an intervention (or at least a civil conversation.)
Finding Family Peace and Togetherness Through Spontaneous Fun
“You have to wiggle your butt to go faster.” My son demonstrates as we stand in front of our house on the uneven sidewalk. Sunday morning drivers—minivans, scooters, the occasional alley junk truck–slow down to see why a forty-something year old and a seven year old are making figure eights with their hips.
“Do you want to try again?” Nick asks when we finish his mini-lesson.
Not really, I think as I rub my bruised hip. Nevertheless, I take the ripstick from him. It’s a two-wheeled skateboard clearly designed by 14-year-olds with no parental input whatsoever.
“Just relax and kinda have fun. That’s how I do it,” he says, then stands back so I can steady myself on our white picket fence.
He is a far different person from who he was six months ago.
Then again, so am I.