Why this exists
I said something to my son I have never forgotten.
When I went through my divorce, my children were seven and eleven. I was running a growing business, holding a household together, and doing everything I could to keep life steady for them.
My trigger was disorganization. A lost backpack, a forgotten form, shoes everywhere. One evening I raised my voice and told my son that being his mom was hard.
I saw his face. I knew right away that wasn't the mother I wanted to be.
Eventually I realized the reaction wasn't really about him. I grew up in a home where children listened to everything and did it right away. That standard lived in me. When my kids didn't comply, something old fired before I could choose anything else.
Everything changed when I learned to catch it, to see where it came from, and to go back and repair it. My children are nineteen and twenty three now. We are close. That didn't happen by accident.
This method exists so you never have to say that sentence to your child.
Harleen Laroia, co-founder

