Motherhood is often punctuated by challenges, sometimes small and mundane and sometimes lasting and heart-wrenching. How can we get through them? The Stockdale Paradox, a mix of optimism and discipline, could be part of your solution.
Amidst all the tasty treats and heart-shaped crafts our family enjoys for Valentine’s Day, we’ve designed a special tradition that incorporates some real quality time together. We call it our, “We Love to Be a Family” Day. It’s one of the best traditions we’ve started!
Are you depressed? If so, you’re not the only one. In fact, the third Monday of every January (this coming week) has been dubbed “Blue Monday” since 2005. Just check out this article to see how you can put the “blues” behind you.
I want to give my teenagers a voice of encouragement that, yes, they can do things on their own!
We all want our children to be accepted and liked by other children. No one wants their child to be the one everyone stares at, whispers about, ignores, or even laughs at. I believe we also all want our children to know how to treat that child who is different.
This article was originally published on December 31, 2013. I grew up thinking that the mandatory requirement of New Year’s Day was to create a long list of resolutions. So I did. And I still do. (Because it’s a habit…and because it’s fun.) But what I’ve come to learn over the past few years […]
A trusted friend once told me, “In motherhood, the hard moments sometimes outnumber the beautiful moments, but the beautiful moments always outweigh the hard moments.” I have developed a few strategies to give the perfect moments in motherhood even more weight so they can anchor me through the hard times.
Slowing down the pace of life allows us to regroup, reconnect, and recharge. A life less hurried is a life more sweetly savored.
Recently I joined a Facebook group designed to help its members realize their goals. I struggled to set a goal that seemed significant enough, but I learned that maybe I didn’t need to.
My children feel the influence of my own mother’s patience, love and sacrifice, through my best attempts to emulate her. Her influence continually fills our hearts with love.
As summer approaches, my heart sinks because my children will be leaving. Since my divorce, I am legally bound to turn them over to their father. Now my summers are filled with time. And I am trying to savor the gift in spite of its aftertaste.
It’s great to plan a family trip when everything goes well and everyone has a good time, but when things start to fall apart, it becomes an adventure! “Our trip became one of the weaving moments of the fabric of our family, and hopefully we taught our children that when it rains, you sing.”