I guess this is sharing week for me, lol. Another great read I’ve found, to really help me better prioritize as a mom. I mean, all the activities and things I do “for my kids” . . . is it really for them, or to help me feel better about the life I’m giving them? Food for thought. In the meantime, enjoy this article by Erin Kurt.
What do you think matters most to your children? You driving them to lessons and practices, or is it the smile and hug you greet them with after school? If you guessed the latter, you are correct.
Sixteen years of teaching and giving the same assignment every Mother’s Day has led me to the exact same conclusion. You see, every Mother’s Day I would ask my students to give me advice on being a mother. They were to think about things their mother or guardian did for or with them that made them feel happy or loved. The classroom would go silent as the students wrote intensely for longer than they had ever written before. Often smiles would appear on their faces as they reflected on the happy experiences they were remembering. After reading their responses I would add to my list all the ideas they mentioned. Surprisingly, many of the responses were the same. Year after year, in every country I taught, and in every type of demographic, the students were saying the same things and had the same message: It’s the small things that their mothers did that meant the most and that they remembered.
Continue reading at: http://www.lifehack.org/articles/lifestyle/the-top-10-things-children-really-want-their-parents-to-do-with-them.html
Fantastic blog written by Christy Wright. And well worth sharing.
“You’re spoiling that child! She’s going to grow up thinking the world revolves around her!”
From the time I was a small child, friends and family warned my mom that her parenting would ruin me. They said I would grow up selfish—that I would expect everything handed to me on a silver platter.
It’s true that I didn’t suffer many consequences when I misbehaved. They were right that my mom rarely told me “no” when I wanted a new toy or outfit.
That’s because my mom, like many single mothers, often operated out of a sense of guilt that my dad wasn’t in the picture. This led to more freedom and fewer consequences.
But all of those well-meaning family and friends didn’t consider this:
I watched my mother struggle.
– See more at: http://christywright.com/2015/03/dont-be-sorry-for-the-struggle/#sthash.DNl9aKW4.dpuf
I don’t quite know when it happened. I looked up. And I was 39. I blinked. Then I turned 40. I turned around. And there was 41. Yikes. Does it really happen this fast to everyone else? I mean I just woke up at 35, and here I am, 6 glorious years later.
So what does 41 look like?
Comfortable in my own skin
Revelation of how little others’ opinions matter
Realization that I’ll never be a balance beam champion (that ship long sailed lol)
Looming concerns about retirement
Caring for young children and loving older parents
I need a little more sleep and less reckless activity
So this is what middle age looks like?
Knowledge that I’m not considered a young kid anymore
Readers. I mean, readers?!
Loud music can be too loud.
Eating whatever you like is not a good idea – for your stomach or thighs
More laugh lines, but also more laughter
Easier to prioritize – family vs. whatever = family
The stuff they call music today is NOT music. In my day ….
Debt. HARDLY what it’s cracked up to be.
Loving the skin I’m in and the life I lead …..