This holiday season, as with all holiday seasons before it, Santa was fast at work making his list and checking it twice. When it comes to list making, he is the master. Can you imagine how difficult it must be to be responsible for and track each person’s naughty or nice status and cross-reference it with what he or she wants? Even with the most advanced Excel skills, this would be a daunting task. But each year that jolly old elf manages to do it and, presumably, maintains everything he needs to in his own life.
I find potty training to be very similar to the lies that are spread about sleep training. When “teaching” your kids how to sleep, you are led to believe that you are supposed to let them cry it out. Just wait long enough and they will fall asleep. Let’s get real. All kids are different, and unless you have a supercompliant kid by nature, they are teaching you how to sleep. Whether you pretend it is in your control is your choice. For potty training, it’s the same. I have now gone through the process two times: once with a naturally stubborn and unfocused kid and once with a self-starting child who is interested in cleanliness. My girls were on different ends of the spectrum when it came to readiness and interest, yet I learned there were still similarities in both experiences. Here is what I’ve learned. (more…)
When we become mothers, there is a switch in our brains that is triggered and can never be shut off. It’s the piece in our mind that tells us our children are special, they are unique, and they can do anything. Where before we might have seen a world of endless limits and closed doors, we now see endless possibilities and exciting opportunities. (more…)
This week Riley took a big step. Just two weeks past her fifth birthday, she took a step into a high school gymnasium and stayed there. By herself. No, no. Not totally by herself. She was in the trustworthy and very capable hands of a group of high school cheerleaders. She was participating in the clinic that they were hosting, which would teach her beginner cheerleading and culminate in leading cheers on the sidelines as the high school football game that Friday. (more…)
Bad weeks have a funny way of creeping up on you. Sometimes you can see the culprit of the bad week coming from a mile away, but most of the time, you’re are moving along in life quite normally, then all of a sudden, a series of events or stressors lands you plopped in the middle of a bad week. It’s funny how small the details of the bad week can be when retelling it to a friend, and I won’t bore you with those details here. In reality, most of them are insignificant and will soon pass. (more…)