Are you a leader?
Before you quickly answer ‘no’ and move onto read something else, let me suggest to you that as an adult who chooses to get out of bed in the morning, you are a leader! How do I know? Because each one of us is being watched by at least one other person. What we do and say influences that other person. If we are an influencer, we are in fact a leader. Maybe not the leader of an army, maybe not from the platform, from the head of a department, or even the one people see as a leader, but when you choose to put your feet to the floor in the morning, you put yourself in a position of influence. You are immediately available to lead. Continue reading “MOPS Australia Awards 2015”
Tired of always saying “no” to your kids? Why not look for ways to say “yes”? Continue reading “Saying “Yes””
You know that you’re a leader, don’t you? I suggest that you read Donna’s post from July if you don’t think you are. You can find it here (Me? A Leader? I Don’t Think so …. )
Continue reading “Your Unique Style of Leading”
What do you think when you hear the word “leader”? I confess to being quite resistant – I have always struggled being called a leader. It wasn’t until I was on the MOPS National Management Team that I realised I may be in denial about being a leader. But if I’m honest? I STILL struggle with the label “leader”. In fact, most women I know struggle with it. Don’t believe me? Invite someone to join a “leadership” team, and watch the look of fear in their eyes and the glances for a way of retreat! Continue reading “Me? A Leader? I Don’t Think so ….”
A lot of couples have a “good cop, bad cop” approach to parenting and it’s often dad who plays the “good cop” role.
The trouble with playing good cop, bad cop when it comes to raising kids is that it puts one parent on the spot. They always end up being the bad guy. That’s not fair to the kids — or to the other spouse. Continue reading “Good Cop, Bad Cop”
It had been one of those weeks.
I forgot to send my children’s homework back. I had shouted at my highly emotional daughter. I realised that I was stressing my already anxious 5-year old out before he went to school, and hadn’t hugged my 12 year old in a week. We had take-away three times in four days, since I couldn’t get myself together in the kitchen. And I have a special needs family that need stability and calm- I need to tell you, I have the stability and calm of tumbleweed.
Continue reading “Better mums…. Make a better world.”