This Thanksgiving, as we gather around the table and give our thanks for the many blessings in our lives, let’s not forget our children.
We work hard, day in and day out, and day in again, to raise our children.
We give everything we have towards bringing them up right.
We lay down the laws.
We set the curfews.
We kiss the boo-boos.
We tuck them in at night.
We laugh and grieve and complain about it all together, as moms.
But truth be told, not one of us would have it any other way.
We love our children.
And we are thankful for them. Every day. Continue reading
Running errands with kids in tow. Not my idea of a good time. Someone should have told me the five ways to make traveling with kids easier when my twins were born. It would have been nice to know.
When I had just one child, I thought shopping was hard. Seriously.
You have to haul the baby and all that junk with you. You have to plan nursing/bottles and diaper changes. You have to bring along baby food and bibs and baby spoons. Restaurants don’t provide that stuff.
You have to lug around that huge car seat and diaper bag.
Or worse. You have to wake a sleeping baby because he’s too big for the carrier, and you can’t leave him in the car.
Gone are the days of quickly darting in and out of stores.
And then I had twins.
And believe me, I had no idea what hard was.
Power struggles. We’ve all been there – the dreaded no. Toddlers are famous for it. Preschoolers like to try out the “I Hate You!” Middle Schoolers might threaten to run away, or tell you that Suzie’s mom is way better than you are. And teenagers will just walk out the door. But how do we avoid a power struggle?
They all do it.
Kids at every age will continuously question your authority and test their independence.
It is absolutely normal and something that we want our kids to be doing. It is how they grow and develop in to an adult.
But as the child tries to pull away and the parents try to maintain control, the process can be anything but smooth. The screaming, fighting and tantrums that may follow can be exhausting and hurtful for all parties involved.
How can you avoid a power struggle and still help your child develop his or her independence?
The Twins turned three last month.
And let me tell you what having twins has taught me.
Three is significant to me because:
a. They are no longer toddlers or babies.
b. This is the time that all of our other boys magically became “daddy’s boys” and left my side to follow him around everywhere.
c. Life just got easier.
It makes me sound like a horrible mom, I know.
My twins – my youngest two boys – my babies – just turned three, and I’m thrilled.
I should be sad, I know. I should be missing the smell of that sweet baby shampoo (I don’t, because I still use it, even on my five year old!) and their coos and giggles.
But I don’t.
Those two bouncing little bundles of joy skidded in to our world – my world – picked it up, flipped it upside down and dumped all the pieces out.
It’s that time of year again!
Back to School! I don’t know about you all, but three of my boys headed out the door this morning! The long summer days of family togetherness are over. Most kids, mine included, are excited to get out of the house, back to the school, and away from their siblings.
But that might not be the case for everyone.
Back to School may mean Back to Bullies for some kids.
How to tell if your child is being bullied?
Bullying does not look like it did when we grew up. When we were young, someone maybe took your lunch money, pushed you around a bit, or teased and harassed you in front of all of your friends. Maybe they’d tape “kick me” to your back, lock you in a locker, or throw your textbooks in the garbage.
While these forms of bullying may still go on, they aren’t as common anymore.
Technology, particularly computers, cell phones and social media, has taken the “personal” out of inter-personal relationships.
It makes listening, particularly listening to your child, hard.
It’s hardly arguable that folks are more comfortable posting their thoughts on FaceBook or Twitter than they are in holding an actual conversation with another person, face to face. It is far easier to quick send a text, tweet or message than it is to carve out time for coffee and a personal visit. It can be argued that in today’s culture, people are losing the ability to be social.
As parents, we may have seen evidence of this in today’s teens. How many times do we hear “Teenagers today! They have no respect!”
In fact, you can take the phrase ‘teenagers today’ and end it with almost anything –
‘they have no boundaries!’ ‘
they don’t know what hard work is!’
‘they have no idea!’
Here is a letter I wrote, last summer, while potty-training the twins. Please remember, I live in a rural area, where the family bathrooms are few and far between. Who ever invented family bathrooms should be kissed!
A Letter to Public Restroom Owners
(the names have been changed, to protect the innocent….)
My Dearest Restaurant, Gas Station and Store Owners,
Making Mommas dedicates 2017 to the Parent-Child Bond
For the last 18 years, sometimes to the dismay of my husband, my life has been all about my children. I have always put everything I had in to that parent-child relationship. Everything in my day-to-day has always revolved around them, even before I was a stay-at-home mom. Especially then.
It’s always tough, to balance work and family. Any mom can tell you that. Even stay-at-home moms have work they have to do, unless they have house cleaners, grounds keepers and cooks. To balance all of those household responsibilities with your children’s needs is not easy. Continue reading
You can’t reach for anything new if your hands are still full of yesterday’s junk.
– Louise Smith
You are not a perfect mom. None of us are.
But you are a good mom.
Your child does not need perfection. Your child needs you.
The other day, I lost it. I mean, I totally lost it.
I am not a spanker. I do not believe in hitting my children. And yet, spank I did.
Can you say you parent with love, not rage?
A while back I caught a news clip on Rage Rooms. And it really bothered me. I still have not been able to let it go. Continue reading