Showing posts with label parenting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label parenting. Show all posts
When it comes to teaching a child, I honestly believe it isn't what you give a child to learn, but how you teach him & help him learn.
The subject at the time is relevant, but the process used in teaching, equipment and tools at hand, matter the most. The best and most expensive pieces of electronics and technology means nothing if the instructor can't grab the child's attention or the material has no enjoyment in it.
Something has to be there to spark the child into wanting to learn. An iPad is not the be all and the end all, as stated in this article from Time Magazine-Education
"An iPad is an amazing device for transmitting information, but what
makes a difference in a student’s life is the information, not its mode
of transmission. Appropriate content, provided at the right time in the
student’s life, and in the right pedagogical context, is everything.
Technology doesn’t guarantee any part of that. An iPad loaded with inane
apps is just another boring textbook."~Jervay Tervelon
You as a parent or educator can come up with an extensive lesson plan and curriculum, but if there isn't some sort of eye popping,mind exploding substance of wonder gained, you failed. The child goes through the routine and leaves the room with nothing retained. The lesson was for naught.
With every subject:
- Try to incorroprate at least one hand on project
- Try to incorporate an art piece
- If possible, find the child a suitable partner to work with
- Allow laughter and messiness
- Converse throughout lesson. Meaningful conversation. Not just a standard lecture. See what the child is absorbing or missing all together
- Set time where you can stop to explain
Ey Wade is the author of several books and the former home-schooling parent of three daughters. Find out more about her by visiting her web page at Wade-In Publishing
Also visit her children's blog to catch the latest in picture books and YA novels
bit.ly/kidblg #parenting #thingslegendsaremadeof
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Knowledge, Soaked in Like a Sponge
Ey Wade +
homeschooling +
motherhood +
parenting +
school +
self-esteem +
teaching
The subject at the time is relevant, but the process used in teaching, equipment and tools at hand, matter the most. The best and most expensive pieces of electronics and technology means nothing if the instructor can't grab the child's attention or the material has no enjoyment in it.
Something has to be there to spark the child into wanting to learn. An iPad is not the be all and the end all, as stated in this article from Time Magazine-Education
You as a parent or educator can come up with an extensive lesson plan and curriculum, but if there isn't some sort of eye popping,mind exploding substance of wonder gained, you failed. The child goes through the routine and leaves the room with nothing retained. The lesson was for naught.
With every subject:
Ey Wade is the author of several books and the former home-schooling parent of three daughters. Find out more about her by visiting her web page at Wade-In Publishing
Also visit her children's blog to catch the latest in picture books and YA novels
bit.ly/kidblg #parenting #thingslegendsaremadeof ~
"An iPad is an amazing device for transmitting information, but what makes a difference in a student’s life is the information, not its mode of transmission. Appropriate content, provided at the right time in the student’s life, and in the right pedagogical context, is everything. Technology doesn’t guarantee any part of that. An iPad loaded with inane apps is just another boring textbook."~Jervay Tervelon
You as a parent or educator can come up with an extensive lesson plan and curriculum, but if there isn't some sort of eye popping,mind exploding substance of wonder gained, you failed. The child goes through the routine and leaves the room with nothing retained. The lesson was for naught.
With every subject:
- Try to incorroprate at least one hand on project
- Try to incorporate an art piece
- If possible, find the child a suitable partner to work with
- Allow laughter and messiness
- Converse throughout lesson. Meaningful conversation. Not just a standard lecture. See what the child is absorbing or missing all together
- Set time where you can stop to explain
Ey Wade is the author of several books and the former home-schooling parent of three daughters. Find out more about her by visiting her web page at Wade-In Publishing
Also visit her children's blog to catch the latest in picture books and YA novels
bit.ly/kidblg #parenting #thingslegendsaremadeof ~
The most amazing thing in the world is to become a mother. So many subtle, unseen things about you change. You gain super powers. Go on, hook on that cape because I know you've felt them.
- You can hear the restless rustle of sheets from behind closed doors, down the hall and through the walls.
- You can sense when danger is trying to sneak up on your child.
- You feel pain, read minds, and almost always save the day...but you can never tear yourself apart.
- Your one weakness, and it can knock the knees right from under you, is LOVE. Try to run, hide, bury it, and it remains. Giving you strength and thing you in knots.
What is your super power?
Cutest stories about three little girls from the series "In My Sister's World."
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*Mothers, the Ones With Super Powers* #parenting #thingslegendsaremadeof #parenting
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The most amazing thing in the world is to become a mother. So many subtle, unseen things about you change. You gain super powers. Go on, hook on that cape because I know you've felt them.- You can hear the restless rustle of sheets from behind closed doors, down the hall and through the walls.
- You can sense when danger is trying to sneak up on your child.
- You feel pain, read minds, and almost always save the day...but you can never tear yourself apart.
- Your one weakness, and it can knock the knees right from under you, is LOVE. Try to run, hide, bury it, and it remains. Giving you strength and thing you in knots.
What is your super power?
Cutest stories about three little girls from the series "In My Sister's World."
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An Excerpt From, THE NATURAL PARENT-Rearing Adults HANDBOOK
"No, My Foot Will Remain on the Brakes"
Yeah, I'm sounding old," but I have to say, What is wrong with the new parents of TODAY?
What is this mess about reasoning and talking, and teaching your child how to make their own decisions? They're infants, toddlers, preschoolers, for God's sake. Are you out of your freaking mind? I'm going to have to come right out and tell you something your mom should have told you, "You are doing it wrong." First of all you are not raising your child to grow up and be a child, teach them so they can be productive adults.
What is it they used to say? The mind is a terrible think to waste? Hell freaking yeah, it is. The mind is a lethal weapon, a force larger than a 2000 pound automobile, a mass of confusion so real, the Bermuda triangle has nothing on how lost the wrong actions can make you, and yet these parents hand over the control, as if they are passing out popsicles in the desert.
All I can say is, you're making a mess of things, stop. A young child has as much capability to reason as they have ability to stop that popsicle from melting in the heat.
Before You give that control of reason to a child, you need, and I stress this with loud and great emphasis, you need to establish a foundation of authority.
You buckle the car seat, who cares if they can do it themselves, it's a safety issue. Besides, who has time to argue with a preschooler who refuses to buckle and you're in a rush?
You have last say in choice of the clothes to wear. They can make a suggestion, but you lay the red carpet. Again, who has time to argue with a preschooler who decides she wants to dress in shorts in 40% weather?
You decide what's for breakfast, lunch, dinner...health reasons. You can't just shrug and say, she decided she didn't want to eat.
For the sake of tiny baby Jesus in a manger, quit giving the child the last decision, let him/her make suggestions, but the final choice has to be yours or you are writing a plan for war and disaster. Honestly, if you do it with respect, the child will learn the way to make right, healthy, safe choices and not spur of the moment decisions.
You need to make sure that child realizes, he/she may be behind the wheel, but you have your foot on the brakes, you own the key and they go nowhere without you providing the fuel or otherwise, when that child hits four or five years old, you will be hit with the tantrums and bad behavior as uncontrollable as a monsoon in a broom closet. The damage will be damn near irreparable.
You'll find yourself struggling through your own mental torture of wanting to be the sweet, complacent , hands off parent, the hell yeah- I'm the boss of you and this house parent, while fighting not to be physically abusive because you can't get your young child to calmly agree with anything you suggest- especially while standing in the middle of a supermarket aisle or at the corner of the street, waiting to walk across traffic.
And if you don't fix the monster you've created, the rest of your life will be one argument after another, year after year, after year- until they grow up and have children of their own.
So, ask yourself, while you're looking in the face of that newly born person, what foundation will I build?
Ey Wade is the parent of three adult daughters whom she homeschooled as a single parent and the author of several novels which can all be viewed here On her webpage
*You Let Your Kid Do What?* #parenting #homeschooling ##thingslegendsaremadeof
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An Excerpt From, THE NATURAL PARENT-Rearing Adults HANDBOOK
"No, My Foot Will Remain on the Brakes"
What is this mess about reasoning and talking, and teaching your child how to make their own decisions? They're infants, toddlers, preschoolers, for God's sake. Are you out of your freaking mind? I'm going to have to come right out and tell you something your mom should have told you, "You are doing it wrong." First of all you are not raising your child to grow up and be a child, teach them so they can be productive adults.
What is it they used to say? The mind is a terrible think to waste? Hell freaking yeah, it is. The mind is a lethal weapon, a force larger than a 2000 pound automobile, a mass of confusion so real, the Bermuda triangle has nothing on how lost the wrong actions can make you, and yet these parents hand over the control, as if they are passing out popsicles in the desert.
All I can say is, you're making a mess of things, stop. A young child has as much capability to reason as they have ability to stop that popsicle from melting in the heat.
All I can say is, you're making a mess of things, stop. A young child has as much capability to reason as they have ability to stop that popsicle from melting in the heat.
Before You give that control of reason to a child, you need, and I stress this with loud and great emphasis, you need to establish a foundation of authority.
You buckle the car seat, who cares if they can do it themselves, it's a safety issue. Besides, who has time to argue with a preschooler who refuses to buckle and you're in a rush?
You buckle the car seat, who cares if they can do it themselves, it's a safety issue. Besides, who has time to argue with a preschooler who refuses to buckle and you're in a rush?
You have last say in choice of the clothes to wear. They can make a suggestion, but you lay the red carpet. Again, who has time to argue with a preschooler who decides she wants to dress in shorts in 40% weather?
You decide what's for breakfast, lunch, dinner...health reasons. You can't just shrug and say, she decided she didn't want to eat.
For the sake of tiny baby Jesus in a manger, quit giving the child the last decision, let him/her make suggestions, but the final choice has to be yours or you are writing a plan for war and disaster. Honestly, if you do it with respect, the child will learn the way to make right, healthy, safe choices and not spur of the moment decisions.
You need to make sure that child realizes, he/she may be behind the wheel, but you have your foot on the brakes, you own the key and they go nowhere without you providing the fuel or otherwise, when that child hits four or five years old, you will be hit with the tantrums and bad behavior as uncontrollable as a monsoon in a broom closet. The damage will be damn near irreparable.
You'll find yourself struggling through your own mental torture of wanting to be the sweet, complacent , hands off parent, the hell yeah- I'm the boss of you and this house parent, while fighting not to be physically abusive because you can't get your young child to calmly agree with anything you suggest- especially while standing in the middle of a supermarket aisle or at the corner of the street, waiting to walk across traffic.
And if you don't fix the monster you've created, the rest of your life will be one argument after another, year after year, after year- until they grow up and have children of their own.
So, ask yourself, while you're looking in the face of that newly born person, what foundation will I build?
Why do parents continue to send their children to an establishment that allows them to be mistreated, humiliated, hurt, and harassed enough that the poor child would prefer to be dead?
I recently read an article about a 11 year old who wanted to commit suicide because his equally bullied friend had. It hurt my heart.
How, as adults are we continuing to let this happen? I can't understand why consistent bullying isn't upgraded from "playground behavior?" It becomes stalking, harassment, mental abuse and whatever it is called when directed at an adult and should be charged as such.
The little demons who inact day to day, gang mentality, mindless harassment on another child should be made to pay in some form.
Those in charge should be held accountable. If you continue sending your child into direct harm you're just as guilty of abuse for sending your child to be terrorized. And you're paying for your child to be beat by paying taxes to the school system.
Sure, parents step forward and fight this, the first and main step is to keep your child home. There is no protection for him on the bus or at school. I can't see how that is any different than sending your child to be abused by an adult. Child Protective Services would eat your ass for that, yet they do nothing when the abuser is the educational system.
It may not work, but as a parent, I would file charges on the Principal, administration, the evil, abusive, phychotic children and their parents and whomever else to get something to happen. These deviants are winning while the tortured children have lost faith in the adults and are killing themselves.
Ridiculousness.
Read more from Ey Wade through her website http://wade-inpublishing.com
Stop the Bullshit.School Bullying is not Playground Behavior
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school +
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I recently read an article about a 11 year old who wanted to commit suicide because his equally bullied friend had. It hurt my heart.
How, as adults are we continuing to let this happen? I can't understand why consistent bullying isn't upgraded from "playground behavior?" It becomes stalking, harassment, mental abuse and whatever it is called when directed at an adult and should be charged as such.
The little demons who inact day to day, gang mentality, mindless harassment on another child should be made to pay in some form.
Those in charge should be held accountable. If you continue sending your child into direct harm you're just as guilty of abuse for sending your child to be terrorized. And you're paying for your child to be beat by paying taxes to the school system.
Sure, parents step forward and fight this, the first and main step is to keep your child home. There is no protection for him on the bus or at school. I can't see how that is any different than sending your child to be abused by an adult. Child Protective Services would eat your ass for that, yet they do nothing when the abuser is the educational system.
It may not work, but as a parent, I would file charges on the Principal, administration, the evil, abusive, phychotic children and their parents and whomever else to get something to happen. These deviants are winning while the tortured children have lost faith in the adults and are killing themselves.
Ridiculousness.
Read more from Ey Wade through her website http://wade-inpublishing.com
Ridiculousness.
Read more from Ey Wade through her website http://wade-inpublishing.com
"Nightmares occur from time to time in many children, but they are most common in preschoolers (children aged 3-6 years) because this is the age at which normal fears develop and a child’s imagination is very active."(Webmd)
In the picture book, Not a Sound, Not a Peep, the youngest child suffers through nightmares. This takes a toll on the entire family, as does a nightmare in any preschooler. The family in the book comes up with a few pretty good ideas to comfort the little girl, but sometimes it takes a lot of effort to help a child through the terrors. The first thing is to find out why the nightmares started. Nightmares can happen because of:
- Starting school.
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Moving to a new neighborhood
-
Family divorce or remarriage.
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Nightmares can occur from family history
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Fever
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Medication
What Can You Do to Help Your Child?
- Listen . Don't ridicule, belittle, or ignore the child's fear.
- Comfort your child. Reassure the child about his/her safety
- Teach coping skills. Help the child to learn to relax, make the "monster spray", read,
- Security object. Help your child become attached
to a security object that he can keep in bed with him. This can help
your child feel more relaxed at bedtime and throughout the night.
- Make the dark fun. Play games, give the child a flashlight, plug in a nightlight.
- Avoid incidents that cause fear. Such as TV shows, stories, games, arguments between adults.
For more ideas on helping your child through nightmares, visit The Baby Center.
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Nook and iTunes
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When Nightmares Chase Your Child #notasound
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Not a Sound Not a Peep +
parenting
"Nightmares occur from time to time in many children, but they are most common in preschoolers (children aged 3-6 years) because this is the age at which normal fears develop and a child’s imagination is very active."(Webmd)
- Starting school.
- Moving to a new neighborhood
- Family divorce or remarriage.
- Nightmares can occur from family history
- Fever
- Medication
- Listen . Don't ridicule, belittle, or ignore the child's fear.
- Comfort your child. Reassure the child about his/her safety
- Teach coping skills. Help the child to learn to relax, make the "monster spray", read,
- Security object. Help your child become attached to a security object that he can keep in bed with him. This can help your child feel more relaxed at bedtime and throughout the night.
- Make the dark fun. Play games, give the child a flashlight, plug in a nightlight.
- Avoid incidents that cause fear. Such as TV shows, stories, games, arguments between adults.
THIS NOVEL IS AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE:
Kindle, Smashwords , Sony or Kobo, Scribed
Nook and iTunes
Before you leave, please take some time to do this…
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Excerpt-D.N.A.
"I'm sorry for what you're going through but you’re not going to drag my child into it. My only concern is him. I have known you for years and you're stronger than you think and you'll be okay. Giant has been through enough in his life and I will do anything I feel necessary to keep him happy, even If it makes him miserable. Stay away from him, Debney."
"Oh my God, You're so callous. You talk as if I planned everything. Do you really think I’m happy with the way my life is going? What’s good in it? I can’t go back to being the virgin Debney Nichole Armstrong who lived with a family and had best friends." She swiped at the tears she hadn’t realized were rolling down her cheeks and tossed her head so her hair revealed the determination in her face. "I have nothing and no one. My life has changed. I’ve changed. And I don’t know if it’s for the worse or the better, but I do know I have to live on. When School starts next week I’m determined to fulfill my educational goals, ignore all those who have imaginary issues with me and hopefully graduate before I become a mother. So if you think that means I don’t care about Giante' then believe what you want."
"I'm sure you care for him. At one time I was afraid you would entice him to marry you. If you think pushing a baby on him is the way to do it, I’m going to just tell you this. Continue living the fast life and trying to drag my child down with you and I'll make sure you will spend the rest of your days fighting for your child.”
"Are you threatening me?”
"Without a damned doubt you can believe I'm threatening the very root of your life.”
“Wow that’s what I've always liked about you Mrs. De Vries. You're always direct and straight to the point." She folded her arms across her chest. “Don’t make a mistake and think you ever knew me Mrs. De Vries. I’m not always as nice as I look. I can promise you this much, nothing between us will ever be the same. I may not be a mother yet, but I will fight for this child with as much passion as you fight for Giante’. This baby is mine and I will fight you and anyone else who tries to come between me and it."
Excerpt: THE PERFECT SOLUTION
"Step back, daddy or I'll shoot you," she ordered swinging the gun at Austin when he made as if to step between her and Catrine. "Give him here." She pointed the gun back at Brhin, "Or he dies."
"How can you do this to him?" Catrine clutched Brhin closer to her chest. "How can you scare this child like you are doing? He is trembling so hard I think his little heart will stop. Please, don't do this to him. He's been through enough today. He's tired. I somehow thought that you loved him. You went through a lot to get him."
"I love him enough not to let you have him back. I can take care of him as well as you can."
"How do you expect to do that? By running around the country forever? Because if you take my child I promise you I will hunt for him, throughout eternity."
"Don't threaten me, girl. You don't know who I am. I'll kill you right now. How are you going to hunt for him then? I can do for him as much as you can, probably even more. I have watched you two constantly. I know everything he likes and doesn't like. I know where you shop for groceries. I know the kind of things Brhin can talk you into buying and the things you never give a second thought. Do you realize how much that child wanted that remote control car you wouldn't buy him?"
Catrine looked at Brhin in surprise when his head popped up and turned to look back at Mona.
"Well, I knew." Mona thumped her chest with her free hand smugly. "And I bought it for him." She announced triumphantly.
"I didn't buy him the car because I don't give him everything that he wants. I am his mother not his friend." Catrine stated deliberately bursting Mona's bubble of superiority.
"Do you think you can raise a child by giving him only what he needs?" Mona stepped forward, putting her face closer to Catrine's. "Do you think he will grow up happy? Do you think he will grow up to love you?"
"Listen, Lady." Catrine angrily stepped towards Mona until they were standing forehead to chin. Catrine being the taller of the two and completely ignoring the gun held in the woman's hand continued her tirade. "Don't stand there and try to tell me how to raise my child. If you cared for him, you would not be putting him through this."
"You don't wanna be all in my face like that."
Mona picked up the gun and smacked Catrine hard on the forehead with its tip.
The sound of the thump echoing through the bones of her skull brought her back to her senses; Catrine took a couple of steps backwards. Bumping into Austin, she took a calming breath when he put his arms around her waist.
"Relax, Catrine. It won't hurt to let her talk." Austin admonished her softly.
"I'll try."
Never step between a mother and her child. #mommadontplay
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The Perfect Solution
Excerpt-D.N.A.
"I'm sorry for what you're going through but you’re not going to drag my child into it. My only concern is him. I have known you for years and you're stronger than you think and you'll be okay. Giant has been through enough in his life and I will do anything I feel necessary to keep him happy, even If it makes him miserable. Stay away from him, Debney."
"Oh my God, You're so callous. You talk as if I planned everything. Do you really think I’m happy with the way my life is going? What’s good in it? I can’t go back to being the virgin Debney Nichole Armstrong who lived with a family and had best friends." She swiped at the tears she hadn’t realized were rolling down her cheeks and tossed her head so her hair revealed the determination in her face. "I have nothing and no one. My life has changed. I’ve changed. And I don’t know if it’s for the worse or the better, but I do know I have to live on. When School starts next week I’m determined to fulfill my educational goals, ignore all those who have imaginary issues with me and hopefully graduate before I become a mother. So if you think that means I don’t care about Giante' then believe what you want."
"I'm sure you care for him. At one time I was afraid you would entice him to marry you. If you think pushing a baby on him is the way to do it, I’m going to just tell you this. Continue living the fast life and trying to drag my child down with you and I'll make sure you will spend the rest of your days fighting for your child.”
"Are you threatening me?”
"Without a damned doubt you can believe I'm threatening the very root of your life.”
“Wow that’s what I've always liked about you Mrs. De Vries. You're always direct and straight to the point." She folded her arms across her chest. “Don’t make a mistake and think you ever knew me Mrs. De Vries. I’m not always as nice as I look. I can promise you this much, nothing between us will ever be the same. I may not be a mother yet, but I will fight for this child with as much passion as you fight for Giante’. This baby is mine and I will fight you and anyone else who tries to come between me and it."
Excerpt: THE PERFECT SOLUTION
"Step back, daddy or I'll shoot you," she ordered swinging the gun at Austin when he made as if to step between her and Catrine. "Give him here." She pointed the gun back at Brhin, "Or he dies."
"How can you do this to him?" Catrine clutched Brhin closer to her chest. "How can you scare this child like you are doing? He is trembling so hard I think his little heart will stop. Please, don't do this to him. He's been through enough today. He's tired. I somehow thought that you loved him. You went through a lot to get him."
"I love him enough not to let you have him back. I can take care of him as well as you can."
"How do you expect to do that? By running around the country forever? Because if you take my child I promise you I will hunt for him, throughout eternity."
"Don't threaten me, girl. You don't know who I am. I'll kill you right now. How are you going to hunt for him then? I can do for him as much as you can, probably even more. I have watched you two constantly. I know everything he likes and doesn't like. I know where you shop for groceries. I know the kind of things Brhin can talk you into buying and the things you never give a second thought. Do you realize how much that child wanted that remote control car you wouldn't buy him?"
Catrine looked at Brhin in surprise when his head popped up and turned to look back at Mona.
"Well, I knew." Mona thumped her chest with her free hand smugly. "And I bought it for him." She announced triumphantly.
"I didn't buy him the car because I don't give him everything that he wants. I am his mother not his friend." Catrine stated deliberately bursting Mona's bubble of superiority.
"Do you think you can raise a child by giving him only what he needs?" Mona stepped forward, putting her face closer to Catrine's. "Do you think he will grow up happy? Do you think he will grow up to love you?"
"Listen, Lady." Catrine angrily stepped towards Mona until they were standing forehead to chin. Catrine being the taller of the two and completely ignoring the gun held in the woman's hand continued her tirade. "Don't stand there and try to tell me how to raise my child. If you cared for him, you would not be putting him through this."
"You don't wanna be all in my face like that."
Mona picked up the gun and smacked Catrine hard on the forehead with its tip.
The sound of the thump echoing through the bones of her skull brought her back to her senses; Catrine took a couple of steps backwards. Bumping into Austin, she took a calming breath when he put his arms around her waist.
"Relax, Catrine. It won't hurt to let her talk." Austin admonished her softly.
"I'll try."
I am so excited to announce the premier of a new web series starring fellow author, Lena Sledge. It is called UNPLANNED MOTHERHOOD.
Unplanned Motherhood is a comedy web series for perfectly imperfect families, starring Lena Sledge as Layla, a wife and mother of five that gives parenting advice on her real life mommy blog. Her unique parenting style contradicting with her perfect parenting advice lends to a distinct brand of humor.
With each episode we see Layla teaching her kids life lessons as she discovers more about herself and the advice she gives to her readers.
Unique to this web series is the actual blog that Layla writes where she gives the perfect parenting advice and after many of her posts, follows the tag line; to see how I really handled the situation watch this week's episode.
This web series is special because the viewers of the web series and the readers of the real life blog get to interact with Layla and let her know if her advice is on the money or share their own parenting advice.
Unplanned Motherhood debuts March 28th!!!! Click the picture to follow the Facebook page.
So go visit the Youtube site,subscribe,like and leave a comment.
Unplanned Motherhood Web Series "Sneak Peek" #comedy #amwriting #parenting
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Unplanned Motherhood +
web series
I am so excited to announce the premier of a new web series starring fellow author, Lena Sledge. It is called UNPLANNED MOTHERHOOD.
With each episode we see Layla teaching her kids life lessons as she discovers more about herself and the advice she gives to her readers.
Unique to this web series is the actual blog that Layla writes where she gives the perfect parenting advice and after many of her posts, follows the tag line; to see how I really handled the situation watch this week's episode.
This web series is special because the viewers of the web series and the readers of the real life blog get to interact with Layla and let her know if her advice is on the money or share their own parenting advice.
Unplanned Motherhood debuts March 28th!!!! Click the picture to follow the Facebook page.
Unplanned Motherhood debuts March 28th!!!! Click the picture to follow the Facebook page.
So go visit the Youtube site,subscribe,like and leave a comment.
Three years ago, when I realized I was going to be a grandmother, I began to wonder what the child would call me. I couldn't be 'granny' because that was reserved for my mom. My sister's grandchildren called her 'Grandmother'. Grandma was out, mine was the kerchiefed one from hell and mawmaw was too old fashioned.
It took me weeks to come up with a name I could love, stand to hear, and be the epitome of who I really am. I decide I wanted to be called, 'Lovey'.
So, after this fellow was born, I would hug him, kiss himm and sing in his ear. "Lovey, Lovey, Lovey loves you", trying to instill the word and the affection, right? Ha!!
This guy decided I looked best being called 'pawpaw'. In May of this year he woke and decided he would call me that for now on. Boy, was I irritated. We did everything to get him to stop, but he insisted. We all knew he knew the difference because he could point me out when asked 'where is, Lovey?' He, at two years old, even said "Lovey's name, pawpaw", but I hated it.
For six weeks, that is who I was and then the other day, I became Lovey. Beautiful, sweet and a delight to my ears.
The Names Kids Call You #TheNaturalParent #thingslegendsaremadeof #parenting
Ey Wade +
family +
grandbabies +
grandmothers +
names +
parenting
This guy decided I looked best being called 'pawpaw'. In May of this year he woke and decided he would call me that for now on. Boy, was I irritated. We did everything to get him to stop, but he insisted. We all knew he knew the difference because he could point me out when asked 'where is, Lovey?' He, at two years old, even said "Lovey's name, pawpaw", but I hated it.
For six weeks, that is who I was and then the other day, I became Lovey. Beautiful, sweet and a delight to my ears.
Those first few weeks back in school can be very trying for the child at no matter what age. As the parent you aren't left out of the anxiety pool. As a matter of fact the entire family is thrown in head first, rather you are ready or not. I have just a few questions.
1. Have you REALLY checked out the person or establishment that will be caring for your child? Don't believe because you have done this before you know all of the signs of incompetence, and or neglect. This article Who Is Caring For Your Child at bloggingauthors.com asks some very pointed questions. Check it out
2. Are you paying attention to your older child? Don't ignore the sullenness, look of sadness and the rude attitude. Ask yourself, "Is my child being bullied?" "What's really going on in his/her life?"
Free on Smashwords- D.N.A.-Nothing Would Ever Be the Same
Free with Coupon Code: LK32U on Smashwords- The Perfect Solution
New Clothes Aren't the Only Thing Needed for School
1st day of school +
bullying +
childcare +
D.N.A. +
Ey Wade +
parenting +
school
Those first few weeks back in school can be very trying for the child at no matter what age. As the parent you aren't left out of the anxiety pool. As a matter of fact the entire family is thrown in head first, rather you are ready or not. I have just a few questions.1. Have you REALLY checked out the person or establishment that will be caring for your child? Don't believe because you have done this before you know all of the signs of incompetence, and or neglect. This article Who Is Caring For Your Child at bloggingauthors.com asks some very pointed questions. Check it out
2. Are you paying attention to your older child? Don't ignore the sullenness, look of sadness and the rude attitude. Ask yourself, "Is my child being bullied?" "What's really going on in his/her life?"
Free on Smashwords- D.N.A.-Nothing Would Ever Be the Same
Free with Coupon Code: LK32U on Smashwords- The Perfect Solution
I wrote this open letter titled From The View Of A Child. You should read this.
Dear Caregiver,
Summer is here and I know that you will be planning outdoor activities that will take us away from the childcare center or home. I have been waiting in trepidation for these events throughout the entire cold, wet winter. I have heard many of my friends died because of a lack in observation in childcare center this past summer.
Some even died because their parents forgot them in the car! In the hot car! I don’t want to be like them. I am wondering if you will be aware of me.
- Will you remember to buckle me in my car seat or remind me to buckle my seat belt?
- Will you remember I am in the car or van and to count heads before you lock up and go about your day?
- Will you remember that I am not a bag of groceries that you can leave sit in the car while you make a ‘quick’ trip in the store, post office, gas station? If I don’t behave as you wish, show me the correct way. If you think it is easier to run in and leave me in the car, ask yourself if it would be easier to leave me in a coffin?
I don’t want to be like my friends so I am asking you to make sure the air conditioner is working. You do know children get hot faster and dehydrate quicker than adults, don't you? Check the vans and cars before you lock them to make sure I am out.
Don’t leave me for even a minute. If you don’t have my hand or haven’t kissed my face, you have forgotten me.
Parents I wrote an article CHECK YOUR DAYCARE asking if you knew who was caring for your child, do you know yet?
About the Author: Ey Wade considers herself to be a caged in frustrated author of thought provoking, mind bending eBooks, an occasional step-in parent, a fountain of knowledge, and ready to share. She is the author of The Perfect Solution the story of a parent’s worse nightmare. A three year old is mistakenly given to a stalker by his preschool-teacher.
What a Child Sees-Check Your Back Seat. #parenting #homeschooling #thingslegendsaremadeof
cars +
childcare +
death +
exposure +
parenting +
road trips +
summer
I wrote this open letter titled From The View Of A Child. You should read this.
Dear Caregiver,
Summer is here and I know that you will be planning outdoor activities that will take us away from the childcare center or home. I have been waiting in trepidation for these events throughout the entire cold, wet winter. I have heard many of my friends died because of a lack in observation in childcare center this past summer. Some even died because their parents forgot them in the car! In the hot car! I don’t want to be like them. I am wondering if you will be aware of me.
- Will you remember to buckle me in my car seat or remind me to buckle my seat belt?
- Will you remember I am in the car or van and to count heads before you lock up and go about your day?
- Will you remember that I am not a bag of groceries that you can leave sit in the car while you make a ‘quick’ trip in the store, post office, gas station? If I don’t behave as you wish, show me the correct way. If you think it is easier to run in and leave me in the car, ask yourself if it would be easier to leave me in a coffin?
I don’t want to be like my friends so I am asking you to make sure the air conditioner is working. You do know children get hot faster and dehydrate quicker than adults, don't you? Check the vans and cars before you lock them to make sure I am out.
Don’t leave me for even a minute. If you don’t have my hand or haven’t kissed my face, you have forgotten me.
Parents I wrote an article CHECK YOUR DAYCARE asking if you knew who was caring for your child, do you know yet?
About the Author: Ey Wade considers herself to be a caged in frustrated author of thought provoking, mind bending eBooks, an occasional step-in parent, a fountain of knowledge, and ready to share. She is the author of The Perfect Solution the story of a parent’s worse nightmare. A three year old is mistakenly given to a stalker by his preschool-teacher.
Part 3- of setting routines in the book- "The Natural Parent". Content page-The Natural Parent Handbook
Routines-Part3. To Hold or Not to Hold
You can tell when a child is ready to lay on its own by their specific movements. This is a great time to also pay attention to these movements, and the signs the baby will give you, showing the readiness to be put down for sleep. Signs like the wiggle, the grunts and the very obvious movements depicting irritation and the need to be released.
Do you know how you feel when you are so tired no chair, couch or arms of a loved one makes you comfortable and all you want to do is lay on your bed or any bed for that matter? A child feels the same way.
When you shift their positions in your arms or on your lap and they wiggle like crazy and can’t seem to get comfortable, it is past time to put the child in the bed. It is best to take heed to the infants wants and enforce this reaction. The sooner you begin learning the signs and practicing the routines the sooner the habit of going to sleep in the bed, on their own, will be ingrained. How happy your child will be when you or the caregiver (if your child is placed in the care of another while you work) can read his signals for need for sleep. And the best thing is, you won’t have to call Nanny 911 or Super Nanny to tame your sleep deprived 2, 3, 4, or 5 year old youngster.
The major mistake a parent makes during bedtime is the playing in the middle of the night with the infant. When the baby wakes in the night it is best not to use it as an opportunity to play. Sure, I know you worked pass bath and bed routine and miss your little darling, but play needs to wait until the sun is high in the sky.
Limit your interaction to changing, feeding, and returning the infant back to the crib with the minimal of conversation and the softest light or you will have the baby believing he should wake and play in the night. Not cute when the child becomes older, refuses to go back to sleep and you are tired and have to get to work in the morning.
*Go to Bed Kid. Routines- Part 3*~The Natural Parent #thingslegendsaremadeof
Ey Wade +
parenting +
Routine +
schedules +
sleep +
the natural parent
Routines-Part3. To Hold or Not to Hold
Do you know how you feel when you are so tired no chair, couch or arms of a loved one makes you comfortable and all you want to do is lay on your bed or any bed for that matter? A child feels the same way.
When you shift their positions in your arms or on your lap and they wiggle like crazy and can’t seem to get comfortable, it is past time to put the child in the bed. It is best to take heed to the infants wants and enforce this reaction. The sooner you begin learning the signs and practicing the routines the sooner the habit of going to sleep in the bed, on their own, will be ingrained. How happy your child will be when you or the caregiver (if your child is placed in the care of another while you work) can read his signals for need for sleep. And the best thing is, you won’t have to call Nanny 911 or Super Nanny to tame your sleep deprived 2, 3, 4, or 5 year old youngster.
The major mistake a parent makes during bedtime is the playing in the middle of the night with the infant. When the baby wakes in the night it is best not to use it as an opportunity to play. Sure, I know you worked pass bath and bed routine and miss your little darling, but play needs to wait until the sun is high in the sky.
Limit your interaction to changing, feeding, and returning the infant back to the crib with the minimal of conversation and the softest light or you will have the baby believing he should wake and play in the night. Not cute when the child becomes older, refuses to go back to sleep and you are tired and have to get to work in the morning.
Still working on the WIP "The Natural Parent"- I decided I would write this book online and see how it goes.
Bedtime Routines-Go to Sleep Kid
When it comes to the sleep habits for infants a new parent is always bombarded with advice. When Mhia, my youngest was released from the hospital at two weeks old she weighed 4lbs. 12 oz. and slept all night. I was ecstatic with this. The child ate well during the day, was very curious, slept soundly through the night and woke around 5 in the morning. The pediatrician had a problem with this. She felt I should wake the baby every three hours for a feeding. Mhia wasn’t having it. She would refuse to nurse and after a couple of nights of us both being harassed, I left her alone. Who was I to know how her internal clock worked? At each weekly visit to the pediatrician the child had gained her required weight and everyone was happy. With the older girls that was a different story. Maybe the fact they stayed in the hospital for five and six weeks respectfully, had round the clock hand and foot wait service, and a nervous mom who constantly put her hands on their backs or chest to check their breathing, all added up to twitchy sleepers. I had to establish a routine with them quickly.
I believe in rules, discipline and set times for bath, bed, and beyond. Children should be in bed by 7 p.m.-8 at the latest. And if this bedtime routine is implemented in the child as an infant by the time the child has entered school, it will have been ingrained into their system.
In my home as the girls were growing up we would eat dinner together by 6 p.m. have baths by 6:30 p.m. and then enjoy some form of quiet entertainment until 8 p.m. After that it was bedtime. This would give me time to clean and enjoy whatever I wanted to do before I went to bed. This routine never wavered until they were at least ten years old. If they didn’t go to sleep they had to be in their rooms.
The first place to start the bedtime routine is the first night after birth. Whether the child is born in the hospital or in the home, the first night is the best time to begin a bedtime routine. If your baby rooms with you it will be extremely hard not to hold him while he is asleep or to cuddle and snuggle with your sweet smelling little girl until she wakes, but whatever you start with the baby will become its habit. If you pat the back or rock or hold the pacifier in the mouth until he sleeps, in the middle of the night when he wakes you will have to do the same. Remember the old saying ‘whatever you did to get her you will have to do to keep her’? It works the same with everything you do with an infant because you are imprinting. It is never too early to teach a child to sleep on its own. I’m not saying not to hold your baby and show it love what I am suggesting is for you to help the baby to learn to put itself to sleep in its own bed.
After you have bathed and fed your infant, cuddled together for a little bit and read or sing a soft lullaby, place the child in the bed just before she goes to sleep. I repeat, before she goes to sleep. This will allow the baby the opportunity to learn what sleep position she likes best. Turn the light down low, turn on a little soft music, classical or a soothing learning CD like “Sounds Like Fun” by Discovery Toys. There are two reasons I suggest this CD, one is because I have had this selection way before the birth of my daughters. Two, I first bought “Sounds Like Fun” as a cassette, used it all of the girl’s lives and integrated it into use for my home based childcare center. When the tape finally broke I called Discovery Toys hoping to be able to buy another and was informed the company would replace the cassette with a CD for free! I was sold on the Discovery Toys for life because everything you buy has a life time guarantee. The songs go through the range of singing about manners, days of the week, counting, letter sounds, Spanish and a lot more all with soft music playing in the background so the baby sucks in a little knowledge as she sleeps.
If you start and continue the sleep routines from infancy you will have none of the bedding problems seen on the television shows as the child grows older. Put your routines in writing (carve in stone) so any emergency caregiver or babysitter will know how to maintain the consistency which will keep the child comfortable, secure and on the right track.
*Go to Bed Kid-Part 2*
Ey Wade +
parenting +
Routine +
schedules +
sleep +
the natural parent
Still working on the WIP "The Natural Parent"- I decided I would write this book online and see how it goes.
Bedtime Routines-Go to Sleep KidWhen it comes to the sleep habits for infants a new parent is always bombarded with advice. When Mhia, my youngest was released from the hospital at two weeks old she weighed 4lbs. 12 oz. and slept all night. I was ecstatic with this. The child ate well during the day, was very curious, slept soundly through the night and woke around 5 in the morning. The pediatrician had a problem with this. She felt I should wake the baby every three hours for a feeding. Mhia wasn’t having it. She would refuse to nurse and after a couple of nights of us both being harassed, I left her alone. Who was I to know how her internal clock worked? At each weekly visit to the pediatrician the child had gained her required weight and everyone was happy. With the older girls that was a different story. Maybe the fact they stayed in the hospital for five and six weeks respectfully, had round the clock hand and foot wait service, and a nervous mom who constantly put her hands on their backs or chest to check their breathing, all added up to twitchy sleepers. I had to establish a routine with them quickly.
I believe in rules, discipline and set times for bath, bed, and beyond. Children should be in bed by 7 p.m.-8 at the latest. And if this bedtime routine is implemented in the child as an infant by the time the child has entered school, it will have been ingrained into their system.
In my home as the girls were growing up we would eat dinner together by 6 p.m. have baths by 6:30 p.m. and then enjoy some form of quiet entertainment until 8 p.m. After that it was bedtime. This would give me time to clean and enjoy whatever I wanted to do before I went to bed. This routine never wavered until they were at least ten years old. If they didn’t go to sleep they had to be in their rooms.
The first place to start the bedtime routine is the first night after birth. Whether the child is born in the hospital or in the home, the first night is the best time to begin a bedtime routine. If your baby rooms with you it will be extremely hard not to hold him while he is asleep or to cuddle and snuggle with your sweet smelling little girl until she wakes, but whatever you start with the baby will become its habit. If you pat the back or rock or hold the pacifier in the mouth until he sleeps, in the middle of the night when he wakes you will have to do the same. Remember the old saying ‘whatever you did to get her you will have to do to keep her’? It works the same with everything you do with an infant because you are imprinting. It is never too early to teach a child to sleep on its own. I’m not saying not to hold your baby and show it love what I am suggesting is for you to help the baby to learn to put itself to sleep in its own bed.
After you have bathed and fed your infant, cuddled together for a little bit and read or sing a soft lullaby, place the child in the bed just before she goes to sleep. I repeat, before she goes to sleep. This will allow the baby the opportunity to learn what sleep position she likes best. Turn the light down low, turn on a little soft music, classical or a soothing learning CD like “Sounds Like Fun” by Discovery Toys. There are two reasons I suggest this CD, one is because I have had this selection way before the birth of my daughters. Two, I first bought “Sounds Like Fun” as a cassette, used it all of the girl’s lives and integrated it into use for my home based childcare center. When the tape finally broke I called Discovery Toys hoping to be able to buy another and was informed the company would replace the cassette with a CD for free! I was sold on the Discovery Toys for life because everything you buy has a life time guarantee. The songs go through the range of singing about manners, days of the week, counting, letter sounds, Spanish and a lot more all with soft music playing in the background so the baby sucks in a little knowledge as she sleeps.
If you start and continue the sleep routines from infancy you will have none of the bedding problems seen on the television shows as the child grows older. Put your routines in writing (carve in stone) so any emergency caregiver or babysitter will know how to maintain the consistency which will keep the child comfortable, secure and on the right track.
A rough draft from "The Natural Parent"
Chapter I-WHEN DOES A HUMAN BEGIN TO LEARN?
How Much Do They Really Know?
KARRA-2WEEKS/2LBS.
It was December 1983; I was sitting on the edge of the bed in the bedroom of my mother's house looking into the face of my first born daughter. She had arrived nearly two months premature, and I'd waited six long miserable weeks to get her home, and now there she lay. Her tiny, sixteen inch body weighing in at four pounds, twelve ounces , released tiny wisps of air as she slept quietly in my arms. She was so much like a doll I couldn't believe she was real. Nothing moved. She was so motionless, I thought maybe I had done something to break her while releasing her from the blankets. And then she did it. This movement from such a tiny being changed my way of thinking, forever. She lifted one of her little arms, moved her tiny bony fingers towards her head, and scratched a spot near her temple. I was like, “Oh my God, I didn't know they could do that.” In all of my life it never dawned on me that a baby so young and so tiny would know when their head itched, let alone when or how to scratch the itch. It was like a light was turned on. I had already been a childcare provider for nearly ten years and witnessed the intellectual development of many babies. It could have been the fact they had been older, but I really just never thought of infants in the remotest way as self thinking individuals. Just the concept of the idea, a baby could really think to scratch made me wonder how much a newborn infant really knows. My life was totally changed. From then on I watched every movement my little girl made and took note. When I returned to work I was no longer just a child care provider I was now a student of human nature. I had a new respect for children and God. I was amazed at them and awed with her. In her first days of life I was warned she would be physically and mentally delayed. What an ever lasting joke, she made of those statements. Karra has been, and will remain in my mind, a genius. She was talking in full understandable (off the chart)sentences by the age of 18 months, had a firm grasp on the basic educational foundation, and could read 9th grade level in first grade. Has she ever stopped talking? No, she talks in her sleep. Years have passed and yet I am constantly flabbergasted by the intelligence hidden in the depths of the eyes of a baby. They are like blank slates born to be interrogated. For my own children I have always thought of them as older than the day they were born and treated them as such. I believe that a child whether born at six, seven, or nine months gestation are not the one minute old individual thrust into the cold bright lights of the delivery room, but are in fact, the six, seven, nine month and one minute old little human they opened there eyes to be. I often wonder how much knowledge God and the angels gave to the child before He let them come to us and just how much do they remember. And when they are laughing at the ceiling, are they and the angels laughing at us when we can't understand the cooing and gooing of their conversation? Sometimes as I watch the infants in my home based childcare center I feel as if I can almost hear what the children are thinking. I look into their eyes as I hold them and ask them what they want, offer a choice and can read the yes or no they give in response. It’s so amazing. After the awakening of seeing my minuscule daughter scratch her tiny head I have never treated a baby as a mindless, person just because they couldn't control their body movements or functions. Sometimes I feel like a 'baby whisperer' and my mind is controlled by the question or answer I see in their eyes. How magnificent and intelligent God made these youngest of humans. For a long time I treated children as if they knew nothing until I accepted the fact, if God could give the intuition of survival to the smallest animal/creature why couldn’t He do the same for an infant. I’m not saying they can do everything on their own, but I do believe if we as adults, paid my attention to their reactions we could learn exactly what they are trying to tell us. If I have learned nothing else in life I have learned that all life is valuable and teachable. And that in the main scheme of things we should remember our children will not grow up to be babies, but to be adults.
Rearing Adults-When Does a Human Begin to Learn? #IAN1#SampleSunday
parenting +
thinking +
WIP
A rough draft from "The Natural Parent"
How Much Do They Really Know?
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| KARRA-2WEEKS/2LBS. |
It was December 1983; I was sitting on the edge of the bed in the bedroom of my mother's house looking into the face of my first born daughter. She had arrived nearly two months premature, and I'd waited six long miserable weeks to get her home, and now there she lay. Her tiny, sixteen inch body weighing in at four pounds, twelve ounces , released tiny wisps of air as she slept quietly in my arms.
She was so much like a doll I couldn't believe she was real. Nothing moved. She was so motionless, I thought maybe I had done something to break her while releasing her from the blankets. And then she did it. This movement from such a tiny being changed my way of thinking, forever. She lifted one of her little arms, moved her tiny bony fingers towards her head, and scratched a spot near her temple. I was like, “Oh my God, I didn't know they could do that.”
In all of my life it never dawned on me that a baby so young and so tiny would know when their head itched, let alone when or how to scratch the itch. It was like a light was turned on. I had already been a childcare provider for nearly ten years and witnessed the intellectual development of many babies. It could have been the fact they had been older, but I really just never thought of infants in the remotest way as self thinking individuals. Just the concept of the idea, a baby could really think to scratch made me wonder how much a newborn infant really knows.
My life was totally changed. From then on I watched every movement my little girl made and took note. When I returned to work I was no longer just a child care provider I was now a student of human nature. I had a new respect for children and God. I was amazed at them and awed with her. In her first days of life I was warned she would be physically and mentally delayed. What an ever lasting joke, she made of those statements. Karra has been, and will remain in my mind, a genius. She was talking in full understandable (off the chart)sentences by the age of 18 months, had a firm grasp on the basic educational foundation, and could read 9th grade level in first grade. Has she ever stopped talking? No, she talks in her sleep.
Years have passed and yet I am constantly flabbergasted by the intelligence hidden in the depths of the eyes of a baby. They are like blank slates born to be interrogated. For my own children I have always thought of them as older than the day they were born and treated them as such. I believe that a child whether born at six, seven, or nine months gestation are not the one minute old individual thrust into the cold bright lights of the delivery room, but are in fact, the six, seven, nine month and one minute old little human they opened there eyes to be.
I often wonder how much knowledge God and the angels gave to the child before He let them come to us and just how much do they remember. And when they are laughing at the ceiling, are they and the angels laughing at us when we can't understand the cooing and gooing of their conversation? Sometimes as I watch the infants in my home based childcare center I feel as if I can almost hear what the children are thinking. I look into their eyes as I hold them and ask them what they want, offer a choice and can read the yes or no they give in response. It’s so amazing. After the awakening of seeing my minuscule daughter scratch her tiny head I have never treated a baby as a mindless, person just because they couldn't control their body movements or functions. Sometimes I feel like a 'baby whisperer' and my mind is controlled by the question or answer I see in their eyes.
How magnificent and intelligent God made these youngest of humans. For a long time I treated children as if they knew nothing until I accepted the fact, if God could give the intuition of survival to the smallest animal/creature why couldn’t He do the same for an infant. I’m not saying they can do everything on their own, but I do believe if we as adults, paid my attention to their reactions we could learn exactly what they are trying to tell us. If I have learned nothing else in life I have learned that all life is valuable and teachable. And that in the main scheme of things we should remember our children will not grow up to be babies, but to be adults.
I saw this picture of myself a family member posted on Facebook of all places and at first I wondered (and took a second look), who is that? I look at myself once in the morning and never really pay attention to what I look like or who I am.
Have you ever wondered who you really are? Whose skin are you really wearing? Are you just your mother’s child? Your husband’s wife? Your children’s mother? Who are you at work? Church? With your acquaintances? It’s amazing how the skin gets kneaded and transformed when peer pressure is pushing on you. From the day of birth we are constantly trying and somehow succeeding in changing ourselves to fit into whatever skin that is pushed our way. I used to wake up before the sun ready to do it--whatever it was. Lately I am having the hardest time trying to figure out who I am and what I am supposed to be doing in life. And have wondered where the zeal has gone.
As long as I can remember I wanted to be an artist and then I wanted to write. How happy I was when I realized I could do both. How I fell into the field of childcare I don’t know. I used to not even like children. I constantly hear how I have a gift from God, this is where and what I am supposed to be doing…yada, yada, blah, blah, blah...you know the words. Over the past few weeks I have been feeling as if my skin has been stretched around this profession by those around me and I am about to pop a thread.I believe writing a blog really helps, because as I write the answers to my thoughts always come forth. This will be the new me, the me who shares all learned experiences... wrapped, tied with a bow and stamped take it or leave it.
I'm his 'Lovey'
It's not that I want to stop working with children it is the knowledge that my world around me has really changed. My main reason for working from home was to be with my daughters. My daughters are remolding me from the 'mommy skin' into the mother skin and now into the 'Lovey'.
My daughters have graduated from college and working on their dreams. Life has changed. I had been their instructor in life for twenty-seven very close years and the new skin that's trying to take over is grating. I feel like I'm a butterfly stuck in between the cocoon and the free world and just like that butterfly I need a moment of rest.
This summer I'll be 53 and I'll shake out the wrinkles of this new skin and hopefully settle into the whole new me. The me I know I was meant to be. A published writer, a fulfilled parent, and a loved grandmother. I have set my goals in stone and if I have to throw them at this glass wall that's holding me back from the finish line of success, I will. Last year I struggled with my new venture into self-publishing, I have now succeeded with seven books. Now for marketing them and discovering the new me.
The Joke is on Me
blogging +
green +
maturing +
natural +
parenting +
skin
Have you ever wondered who you really are? Whose skin are you really wearing? Are you just your mother’s child? Your husband’s wife? Your children’s mother? Who are you at work? Church? With your acquaintances? It’s amazing how the skin gets kneaded and transformed when peer pressure is pushing on you. From the day of birth we are constantly trying and somehow succeeding in changing ourselves to fit into whatever skin that is pushed our way. I used to wake up before the sun ready to do it--whatever it was. Lately I am having the hardest time trying to figure out who I am and what I am supposed to be doing in life. And have wondered where the zeal has gone.
I believe writing a blog really helps, because as I write the answers to my thoughts always come forth. This will be the new me, the me who shares all learned experiences... wrapped, tied with a bow and stamped take it or leave it.
It's not that I want to stop working with children it is the knowledge that my world around me has really changed. My main reason for working from home was to be with my daughters. My daughters are remolding me from the 'mommy skin' into the mother skin and now into the 'Lovey'.
My daughters have graduated from college and working on their dreams. Life has changed. I had been their instructor in life for twenty-seven very close years and the new skin that's trying to take over is grating. I feel like I'm a butterfly stuck in between the cocoon and the free world and just like that butterfly I need a moment of rest.
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| I'm his 'Lovey' |
My daughters have graduated from college and working on their dreams. Life has changed. I had been their instructor in life for twenty-seven very close years and the new skin that's trying to take over is grating. I feel like I'm a butterfly stuck in between the cocoon and the free world and just like that butterfly I need a moment of rest.
This summer I'll be 53 and I'll shake out the wrinkles of this new skin and hopefully settle into the whole new me. The me I know I was meant to be. A published writer, a fulfilled parent, and a loved grandmother. I have set my goals in stone and if I have to throw them at this glass wall that's holding me back from the finish line of success, I will. Last year I struggled with my new venture into self-publishing, I have now succeeded with seven books. Now for marketing them and discovering the new me.
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