I came to motherhood as awkwardly and miserably as a duck out of water. I thought babies were similar to floor mops ~ just attach a handle to their bum and give the linoleum a swirl. I had zero maternal instincts to go on, no parenting strategy of choice, and little joy for the job. Until about 4 years in…..when I discovered the world of Waldorf. There it was again ~ the Magic I knew as a child. Somehow beholding little toys made of wool and wood transported me to that forgotten place. I will never forget the day that broke the dykes. At a Waldorf conference, listening to the renowned Joan Almon, I heard a message that gave me the all-out permission to parent from my deepest wellspring of magic. I was unleashed. And the 6 years that followed were a full-immersion wonderland for my 3 children!
