{"id":88929,"date":"2018-07-18T09:21:59","date_gmt":"2018-07-18T13:21:59","guid":{"rendered":"https:/news/wp-json/wp/v2/posts/88929///news/wp-json/wp/v2/posts/88929//www.ucf.edu/news/wp-json/wp/v2/posts/88929//news/news/wp-json/wp/v2/posts/88929//?p=88929"},"modified":"2022-07-26T14:03:11","modified_gmt":"2022-07-26T18:03:11","slug":"im-trying-cool-mom-no-idea-working","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:/news/wp-json/wp/v2/posts/88929///news/wp-json/wp/v2/posts/88929//www.ucf.edu/news/wp-json/wp/v2/posts/88929//news/news/wp-json/wp/v2/posts/88929//im-trying-cool-mom-no-idea-working/news/wp-json/wp/v2/posts/88929//","title":{"rendered":"I/news/wp-json/wp/v2/posts/88929/u2019m Trying to be a Cool Mom /news/wp-json/wp/v2/posts/88929/u2014 But I Have No Idea If It/news/wp-json/wp/v2/posts/88929/u2019s Working"},"content":{"rendered":"
Four years ago, my husband and I took our first born, our daughter Kelly, to college. It felt like a huge moment in our parenting life /news/wp-json/wp/v2/posts/88929/u2014 because it was. I admit I cried for a few miles on the way home, after a hot, sweaty, whirlwind flurry of moving her into her freshman dorm room. Within a week, I had written her this short note, tucked into a care package of brownies, sour gummy worms, and $20 that I pulled out of my wallet when my husband wasn/news/wp-json/wp/v2/posts/88929/u2019t looking./news/wp-json/wp/v2/posts/88929/n
Dear Kelly:/news/wp-json/wp/v2/posts/88929/n The day after we got back from taking you to college, I cleaned your room. For a long time. I took all the bed sheets off your bed /news/wp-json/wp/v2/posts/88929/u2014 right down to the mattress /news/wp-json/wp/v2/posts/88929/u2014 washed them, put them all back, perfectly making your bed. I had flipped the mattress and ironed your pillow cases. I even starched them so the creases are perfect and they lay just so./news/wp-json/wp/v2/posts/88929/n