The tumultuous transition from working as a full-time teacher and resource consultant to becoming a full-time mom had taken its toll. Sleep deprived and flying by the seat of my pants, I seriously wondered whether I was up to all that motherhood demanded. I felt isolated, overwhelmed, and incredibly incompetent.
A middle-of-the-night epiphany changed all that. While walking the halls with a colicky child, I generated a series of subjects pertinent to parenting that I thought would be informative and fun to discuss with other moms. I created a flyer outlining a year’s worth of workshops, sent it out the following morning, and Fresh Perspectives was born.
Each month this initial group of twenty-five met in my home to address a different topic. Our workshops were dynamic, revitalizing, collaborative encounters. We each left with a reservoir of practical, parent-tested resources and inspiring fresh perspectives.
A middle-of-the-night epiphany changed all that. While walking the halls with a colicky child, I generated a series of subjects pertinent to parenting that I thought would be informative and fun to discuss with other moms. I created a flyer outlining a year’s worth of workshops, sent it out the following morning, and Fresh Perspectives was born.
Each month this initial group of twenty-five met in my home to address a different topic. Our workshops were dynamic, revitalizing, collaborative encounters. We each left with a reservoir of practical, parent-tested resources and inspiring fresh perspectives.