Month: September 2015
I want them to know that the person they love the most in the world is capable of doing wrong and then making it right.
I love this!! I too, was raised in a home with lots of yelling and no apologizing. I totally understand this. I think it’s important to remember that you are raising little people that will grow up to be adults and have their own little people. Even more than they remember what we try to teach them, they will always remember how we treated them. To this day, I cannot stand to be scared out of my sleep, it takes at least 30 minutes to calm me down and that is due to always being yelled at as a kid. I hear it in the back of my mind sometimes, in my mother’s voice. I hate to find myself in a situation where I’m yelling at my kids, but I’ve also come to the conclusion that sometimes, as a parent, you do have to yell and that it’s okay as long as you’re not always doing it for the smallest of infractions. Your children need to know you love them and what they may have done wrong and you need to make sure to apologize if you are wrong and notice when you go overboard. I’ve had to apologize to my kids a number of times and I’ve noticed that our children will mimic what they see much more than they will blindly obey what you tell them. For example, my 11 year-old daughter will come and apologize if she’s gotten into trouble. She’ll tell you why she’s apologizing and wait for you to accept her apology. This proves that’s she is paying close attention to our behavior and reactions to different situations and how humble she is becoming. The best parenting you can do, is lead by example.
I used to walk all the time. Everywhere, anywhere and for no reason at all. It was my exercise of choice. Just something I naturally did well. I think I inherited it from my mom. I can remember walking with her when I was younger and I always complained that she was so fast. Well now, my kids say the same about me. When we walk to the stores, to the school or just around the complex, I have to walk fast. If one of the kids get in front of me, (I don’t know why they do that!) they risk getting ran over. Lol. Well this past week, I’ve been walking in the mornings after all the kids have gone. It’s refreshing! Sure I keep getting up, getting myself dressed (including doing my hair) and then sweating all the work away, but I haven’t quite gotten back in the groove of just throwing on sweats and slapping on a hat. It’s been a while.
So, I leave home like this.
Then, I get home looking like this…
But hey, it’s all worth it. It helps me to think and gets the heart pumping! So far so good!
This explains a lot. If you’re not sure, you should try it. 🙂
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Just found out what it really means to be an introvert. Scary accurate!
I have officially decided, that if it doesn’t concern my household and the lives of my family and close friends, I’m done. Now, at first glance, this may sounds quite selfish. Hey, I’m the first to agree with you. Truthfully tho, it’s just really tiring. You try to please this one and that one feels slighted. Or, you may want to included everyone when it comes to family functions, (like birthday parties, anniversaries and such), but literally can’t afford to. I’ve discovered that, no matter what, someone’s going to be upset. So…. Forget it!!
That’s one of the reasons that we do all of our kids’ birthdays at home and we don’t invite anyone. Ha! And wouldn’t you know it, someone got upset about that! This’d person didn’t even remember my kids birthdays, nor did they call to even say, ” Happy belated birthday.” Somehow, someway, someone always has something to say and I for one am tired of making myself feel bad trying to make others feel good. It’s not fair. If I could, I would invite everyone to everything, but I just can’t. My kids know and understand and my hubby definitely does. He hates to see me flustering about trying to get everything just right for us to have our “in house” party (because apparently, I tend to go above and beyond), so he really gets upset to see me going through all of that for people who can’t even be bothered to remember what you’re celebrating. Then, they either don’t show up when you invite them or if they do, they’ve got something to complain about. I’m done. It’s really sad considering all the family we have and my kids barely know them, I just don’t think it’s worth the headache in the end. What do you think? Am I overreacting?
I’m over here beating myself up. I started this blog with every intention of writing everyday. But I swear, every time I think, “OK, I’m going to sit down and write,” something always comes up. Ugh….. it never fails. Oh, I have plenty to talk about, that’s no problem. I’m seriously going to have to put my foot down about my writing time.
Enough is enough dag nabbit! That is all!
Yes, I am one of “those” parents. I am picky about who my kids play with. I keep my kids within eye sight of my front door and windows. If I don’t know you well and your family dynamic, no, my kids will not spend the night at your house. This includes “blood”. I don’t care if we haven’t seen each other in ages. It doesn’t matter if your my mom’s second cousin on her dad’s side and you’ve barely gotten to see them. I AM that parent!
I’m tired of feeling like I’m a bad parent if i don’t let my kids play with the next door neighbor’s kid. For one thing, these are MY KIDS! It’s up to me(and their dad)to make sure they have a positive environment and that includes whom they play with. I don’t know what you’re teaching your kids. But I know one thing, it most certainly shows.
I saw this a couple of months ago and it fits perfectly with this post.
This is so true. I don’t know about anyone else, but I think about that.
So, when I’m teaching my children to be kind and have respect for adults, themselves, their own property and other’s, I will not have them being shown the contrary. These kids today, (Not all of them, but quite a few) they have no respect. They don’t even know how to play as children anymore. They’re all trying to see who can be more “grown up” than the next. They’re being bullies, talking back to their parents, cursing and talking and singing about sex.
For example, there’s this one kid, she’s 8, and she loves to play with my kids. She basically just comes and goes as she pleases from what I can tell day-to-day. Anyway, I was watching my kids outside playing with her and a few others from our street and this one was being particularly mean to my youngest, who is 5. So, I politely said to her, “Well, that’s not really nice. If you want someone to play with you, you can’t talk to them like that.” And rolling her eyes, she said, “Well, I was just joking, geesh!” SHE IS 8!!!
Every mommy bone in my body screamed at me to take her across my knee, but, in stead, I just took a deep breath and turned away. I told my baby, “Honey, you don’t have to play with anyone who makes you feel bad. That’s not what friends do.”
Our children rarely see things the way we do. Just like us when we were kids.
Ya know what tho? I’d much rather have my crew inside, learning how to behave as children. Play with your brothers and sisters. Get out some board games while listening to some good music. Play hide and seek, have a drawing contest or read aloud to each other for heaven’s sake! Any of these are better than having them running around out there with kids (that are younger than them by the way), telling them things like, “We don’t have to listen to our parents, you don’t either.” “They can’t spank you.” “Let’s go around here.”
Yes, I have heard it!
AND…. BIG FAT NO!!!
Not only that, but the parents are different now, as well. Does anyone else go meet these kids’ parents first anymore?? I sure do. Not these out here. When we first moved in, it was more of an, Uh oh, there goes the neighborhood kind of vibe. They barely speak to us, but they will send their kids to your house, no questions asked. The next thing you know, they’re looking for them. Nope. Not me! I will NOT be that mom on the news saying, “They were playing with the neighbors kids, I thought they were okay.”
Okay, rant over. I just had to get that off my chest, because I AM THAT PARENT and I’m sorry I’m not sorry.