Welcome to Clickery, a weekly feature where we share things we like because maybe you’ll like them too.
Two great posts about only children this week:
1. The NY Times debunks myths that only children and lonelier and more selfish. “The differences between only children and those raised with siblings tend to be positive ones.”
2. And my friend Kristen wrote a beautiful piece on what it’s been like for her to raise an only child. A few of my favorite parts:
“When Jack was born, even in my state of utter exhaustion, there was a profound moment when I held him and so distinctly knew that he would be enough. I spoke the words out loud to him with tears rolling down my blotchy cheeks.”
“People are curious why an only is an only. I confess I always am too.”
“I didn’t want to spend his youth in search of something better or something more, when awesome was right in front of me. I didn’t think that would make me the mother I wanted to be.”
Lastly, one of my favorite bloggers — and one of the first I read — came out of hiatus to write about what it was like to find out she couldn’t have children.
“Some days, though, there’s an odd sort of perkiness to this new reality of mine. I think about all the vacations we can take without a bit of guilt. About all the things I can have and the temper tantrums I won’t have to endure. But that’s false and fleeting. Mostly what I am is numb.”
There’s a reason (or hundreds) why Breanne and I do this blog together. I was planning on including Kristen’s post too. I’ll only add that her voice about mothering is one that needs to be heard. I’m so glad she writes her blog. Even though I talk to her nearly every day, I cherish each word like the gift that it is. If you aren’t following by now, do.
Here’s another friend’s blog I love and can’t wait to read more of: 1200 Square Feet: Five People, One Dog, Lots of Cube Storage. I particularly love her categories: Exacting Standards, Children’s Books That Make Me Cry, and Third Child.
My favorite post so far: The Sticker Bench.