Dear mom of the ADHD child, You will be okay! You will have days when you want to pull your hair out. You will have days when you see hope. You will be judged if you choose to medicate. You will be judged if you don’t. You will be accused of being a bad parent….
This is the post where I talk about being reformed Liberal. There was a time in my life where I needed help from the government. I ended up living at home with my two small boys. Then living in a long-term shelter or what would be known as a transitional housing. I had a one-year-old…
Before I begin, this is NOT currently a problem in our home, but it is a problem in their generation. We are on our second round of teenagers. I am finding this second round a bit more daunting than the first. Let me tell you why. Cell phones! Our older two had them. Old flip…
Tonight 20/20 did a segment titled Young Guns. Specifically gun safety in America, or lack thereof, as they perceived. I didn’t want to watch it because I knew I would get angry and I did. My kids are RAISED with awareness.That responsibility is MINE, mine alone.Not the schools. A 5 min song is NOT education…
This post is a rambling of thoughts….My thoughts on Perspective. When somebody close to your age dies it really puts life into perspective. It makes you want to be a better person because your own mortality is put right in front of you. You don’t want to waste away a single minute that you’ve been…
Five Minute Friday where we write for 5 minutes. No looking back. No correcting typos. Just write. Today’s prompt is Tree. I was little. Maybe 4 or 5 years old I would go with mom across the floating bridge. She would let me pay the toll. On sunny days it was so gorgeous. We would…
Photo Credit: The Principal This week has been a tad difficult. It’s only Tuesday people…. Not entirely sure why I’m having a hard time. It could be my hormones. Yes, I went there. I am in peri-menopause….read totally off kilter! It could be hormonal teens. A Freshman and a Junior this year. It’s September. Which…
My father was born and raised in Northern Minnesota. Most summers we made the drive from Seattle to visit relatives. When we made these visits one thing I remember is food. Lots of food. It didn’t matter that we just ate at the last house that we visited. We ate again. I am not talking…
photo credit: Ed Yourdon via photopin cc Being the mom of a Prodigal: Is not a mom that didn’t pray for her child. Is not a mom that didn’t discipline her child. Prodigal’s aren’t a result of poor parenting. Please don’t give her the cold shoulder because she is mom to ‘that child’ that did…
photo credit: Ed Yourdon via photopin cc I am me. I am not my sibling. The choices they make or made aren’t choices I agree with. Please don’t pass judgement on me because of something my sibling has done. Don’t assume that I am anything like them. Don’t say ‘Oh, your so and so’s brother?…