On time?
One of these days I'll actually get Lexi to school on time.....
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Mama Drama
Confessions of a Mama Drama Queen!
The Note
I put a not in Lexi's lunch box today, saying I love her and hope she's having a wonderful day. My oldest daughter, Isabella, found the note and went on to ask why she never received a note in her lunch. Equality among children, I SHOULD know better!
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
I, Catalyst
On some days, frustration fills the air. There is a tense, undeserving silence that is heard throughout the house.
On other days, warmth and happiness spread throughout the house, like a wave engulfing all that it reaches.
When the kids are "making me frustrated", my lack of patience is obvious and my tolerance is at zero.
I have learned that I am not reacting to their behavior; they are reacting to MY behavior.
I am the catalyst within the house. MY mood seems to set the tone. When I am calm, the house is calm. When I am tense, the house becomes tense.
Sure, kids are trying in every sense of the word and will work every last nerve I have, but how I learn to handle the situation sets the tone for the kids, and in turn, how the rest of the day goes...
On other days, warmth and happiness spread throughout the house, like a wave engulfing all that it reaches.
When the kids are "making me frustrated", my lack of patience is obvious and my tolerance is at zero.
I have learned that I am not reacting to their behavior; they are reacting to MY behavior.
I am the catalyst within the house. MY mood seems to set the tone. When I am calm, the house is calm. When I am tense, the house becomes tense.
Sure, kids are trying in every sense of the word and will work every last nerve I have, but how I learn to handle the situation sets the tone for the kids, and in turn, how the rest of the day goes...
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Mama Drama
Confessions of a Mama Drama Queen!
Last night, I unloaded my car full of shopping bags and groceries and made my way up what seemed to be a million stairs, unbalance and hoping to make it up the stairs without falling. I put away the groceries, dinner from earlier, and gifts I had purchased for Christmas. All the while feeling that even if for a brief moment, I closed my eyes, I would definitely fall to the floor passed out! I manage to finish up and make my way to my bedroom where I find laundry spread out on my bed, at least 3 loads. I then fold and put away what seems to be an endless pile of clothes, my hands unsteady and eyes unfocused! Finally, I shower. Slow motion seems to be the speed I am going (at least in my head). I am barely able to hold myself up, my bones feel heavy, and I am now ready to sleep. I pass out!
I am awaked in the middle of the night by a horrible nightmare that I can not shake...
Reminiscent of my younger (pre-kids) days, I felt completely drunk. The difference is this time, there was no alcohol involved. It was just plain exhaustion. It seems life eventually catches up to us all...
On the brighter-side, at least I didn't wake up with a hang-over.
Last night, I unloaded my car full of shopping bags and groceries and made my way up what seemed to be a million stairs, unbalance and hoping to make it up the stairs without falling. I put away the groceries, dinner from earlier, and gifts I had purchased for Christmas. All the while feeling that even if for a brief moment, I closed my eyes, I would definitely fall to the floor passed out! I manage to finish up and make my way to my bedroom where I find laundry spread out on my bed, at least 3 loads. I then fold and put away what seems to be an endless pile of clothes, my hands unsteady and eyes unfocused! Finally, I shower. Slow motion seems to be the speed I am going (at least in my head). I am barely able to hold myself up, my bones feel heavy, and I am now ready to sleep. I pass out!
I am awaked in the middle of the night by a horrible nightmare that I can not shake...
Reminiscent of my younger (pre-kids) days, I felt completely drunk. The difference is this time, there was no alcohol involved. It was just plain exhaustion. It seems life eventually catches up to us all...
On the brighter-side, at least I didn't wake up with a hang-over.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Mama Drama
Confessions of a Mama Drama Queen!
I try so hard to parent so that my girls don't grow up with psychological issues, that they might just grow up with psychological issues...
Monday, October 26, 2009
Mama Drama
Confessions of a Mama Drama Queen!
When a baby starts growing in teeth it marks a major point in their growth process- they move on to the next phase-infant to baby. It's an exciting time, broken looking smiles and all...
..until they get their full set of teeth, another exciting milestone. Beautiful happy smiles emerge, crooked teeth and all...
..until they start losing their baby teeth and move on to the next phase of growth. I'm not happy or excited. A strange feeling of loss starts to emerge.
This is where I am! My daughter has a loose tooth!!! I can't explain the overwhelming feeling of sadness, denial, and loss that seems to be invading all my memories of my baby and bringing me closer to thoughts of a big girl, 'tween and teen...
Though it may seem premature on my part to have such feelings, I do!
The growing excitement of a baby's first tooth is only contradicted later by the loss of that first loose tooth.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
I, Student
Before I am a teacher, I must first be the student. This is a continuous process of growing and learning for both me and my girls. This constant state of parenting will continue for as long as I want to be efficient in parenting my children. I am here to help guide them, teach them, and encourage them. So first, I must know them.
There is no “cookie cutter” way of parenting. There are useful ideas, hints, and help is always welcome, but I’ve learned that I must first discover each individual personality. Each child has their own set of "corks", their own degrees of sensitivity and individual needs.
Sometimes, I can group the girls all under the title- “my girls”, but in reality they have their own individual identity. Each girl is their own character, put forth with a different personality. When I am able to know my girls as individuals, is usually when I am most effective in teaching and taking care of them.
Isabella-Like most first born females, was born 25! Usually a nurturing, yet serious disposition…
Lex- The classic middle child. I always say I have 1, 2, 3 & 3. The twins are both considered 3! Therefore, she takes on the constant struggle between being a big girl like, Belle, and being younger like her baby sisters. Her spirit is unmatched, she rules the world…
Dani & Katie- They are our “babies”. They represent all that a child is- free spirits, which for now are vibrant and brave…
Though, each of my girls share amazing similarities and great parallels in personalities, they each encompass a wonderful uniqueness. Their similarities and differences divide as well as bring together wondrous ideas, thoughts, and great love. When I recognize each of them and appreciate the differences, is when they start to respond and accept what I am trying to teach them. I love and nurture each of them as individuals, and all as my daughters. Isabella, Alexandra, Danielle and Katherine, are my teachers…
There is no “cookie cutter” way of parenting. There are useful ideas, hints, and help is always welcome, but I’ve learned that I must first discover each individual personality. Each child has their own set of "corks", their own degrees of sensitivity and individual needs.
Sometimes, I can group the girls all under the title- “my girls”, but in reality they have their own individual identity. Each girl is their own character, put forth with a different personality. When I am able to know my girls as individuals, is usually when I am most effective in teaching and taking care of them.
Isabella-Like most first born females, was born 25! Usually a nurturing, yet serious disposition…
Lex- The classic middle child. I always say I have 1, 2, 3 & 3. The twins are both considered 3! Therefore, she takes on the constant struggle between being a big girl like, Belle, and being younger like her baby sisters. Her spirit is unmatched, she rules the world…
Dani & Katie- They are our “babies”. They represent all that a child is- free spirits, which for now are vibrant and brave…
Though, each of my girls share amazing similarities and great parallels in personalities, they each encompass a wonderful uniqueness. Their similarities and differences divide as well as bring together wondrous ideas, thoughts, and great love. When I recognize each of them and appreciate the differences, is when they start to respond and accept what I am trying to teach them. I love and nurture each of them as individuals, and all as my daughters. Isabella, Alexandra, Danielle and Katherine, are my teachers…
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