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Dear Mom of the ADHD Child, You WILL Be Okay
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. You will be accused of not discipling enough. Or too much. People will take pity on you. They will look…
I Was Part of the 47%
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 and a 2 1/2 year old boys. I received AFDC from the $546 a month. I also received Food-stamps, childcare,…
The Sexting Generation
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 style phones with texting. I don't think their first phones even had cameras. To get cell service at home you…
Perspective
This post is a rambling of 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 given. When a fellow mom I questioned my own mothering. Have I been doing it right. If I died tomorrow would…
Tree-Five Minute Friday
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 go across Lake Washington and drive past the University. I always thought someday I would go to school Past the…
Bless The Lord Oh My Soul
Photo Credit: The Principal This week has been a tad difficult. It's only Tuesday Not entirely sure why I'm having a hard time. It could be my hormones. Yes, I went there. I am in totally off kilter! It could be hormonal teens. A Freshman and a Junior this year. It's September. Which means the 2 year anniversary of Mom and Jonny. The Principal and I are trying to get away this weekend for our…
I Want to Tell You About The Pickle Lady
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 chips and dip type snacks, but full spreads of amazing home cooked amazingness. There were hot dishes (casseroles) and salads…
Prodigal Child {Being THAT Mom}
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 'that thing' or because you don't like her child or approve of their behavior. Don't think she is okay with…
Prodigal Child {Being a Sibling}
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? Don't think you can get away with what they tried to get away with!' Especially As a teacher, whom I…
What Does Independence Day Mean to You?
Photo Credit: Emly Photography You're a grand old flag, You're a high flying flag And forever in peace may you wave. You're the emblem of The land I love. The home of the free and the brave. Ev'ry heart beats true 'neath the Red, White and Blue, Where there's never a boast or brag. Should auld acquaintance be forgot, Keep your eye on the grand old flag. The day America became independent from Britain. July…