We are currently in our 5th year of homeschooling. Pausing here to say… I don’t feel old enough, mature enough, and certainly not wise enough to be saying that. (Seriously- where does the time go!) Ok, back on track. Fifth year of homeschooling. While we are certainly making progress, I often feel at a loss.… Continue reading Five Flavors of Homeschooling
It’s 2019 y’all. Where does the time go! Even though January has already passed, I figured I’d share my word for the year (Yeah… I still do that). TRAIN. Now, I don’t mean the ‘Choo-Choo!’ kind of train, but the ‘train your child up in the way he should go’ kind of train. Don’t… Continue reading 2019
To be honest… I don’t want to write this post. And I do… because maybe, just maybe, someone will glean some encouragement from knowing they are not alone on this mom journey. In January, I declared my potty training days over. I think I jinxed myself. My no-more-diaper days lasted approximately 2-3 weeks. Then things… Continue reading Potty Training Retake
I find it… ironic that my last post, 3 months ago, started out mentioning the article, ‘To the husband whose wife seems angry’… because boy oh BOY have I had some challenging days! So first, I’d just like to say… everyone is alive. If there is one thing that I’d like to ‘teach’ in this ‘Parenting… Continue reading The Good, The Bad… and all the in between!
So, I just read ‘To the Husband Whose Wife Seems Angry’ and boy oh boy can I relate. Not that long ago… I found myself, FINALLY able to express my anger to my husband. Upset that he got to sit and enjoy his food. Upset that he gets to talk and have ‘brain dumps’ to me when… Continue reading Our Own Reality
This is a mommy to mommy blog (mostly), right? So can I just be honest? Parenting just is NOT for the faint of heart. The end of last year brought on a rash of bed wetting from the oldest two kiddo’s. And by rash I mean… each kid, each night… for no apparent reason. We… Continue reading What to do…
A new day came, and I knew from the start, that this day would be busy and so full of work. Work as a mother, just never seems to end… so your day starts, and you rush right in. The baby starts crying, so out of bed you hop- your feet it the floor, not a… Continue reading Busy- A Poem for Young Mothers