Parenting as a Spiritual Practice
I should have expected that my spirituality would be different when I became a mother, given how many other things had changed. It wasn’t just me, either. I started to realize this wasn’t uncommon. My mother always said that she never believed in God until she had children, for example, and it turned out that some of my rabbi-mom friends were in a similar boat, confessing in whispers that holding a sleeping child felt much more like worship than reading psalms most days. Read the story.