The power of music can transform your home.
Because I was going to be home with our baby boy anyway, we decided not to send our twin girls to Kindergarten. So in the months leading up to their first day of school we did our best to get them prepared for the journey of learning that lay ahead of them. But in a way, it was me who needed the training!
I mean, we are expected to provide them with a packed lunch… everyday!
The thought came sometime between settling my youngest child for bed and clearing up the dinner dishes in the kitchen.
Intoxicated with the warmth of the summer evening and all the promise of the new year, I decided I wanted to go somewhere. And not just wherever my feet wandered, I wanted to go somewhere on purpose. Continue reading “Setting Personal Goals”
We all want to trust our children, but what do we do when they lie? Continue reading “Raising Truthful Kids”
About a month ago as I stepped boldly off the deck of our house and I landed on the edge of a concrete block that was hidden by long grass. My foot twisted under me and I was suddenly lying on the cold grass in pain. Continue reading “Comfort To Pass On”
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.
Sometimes the best thing you can do for your kids is to care for your spouse.