Tag: raising good kids

Responding to my Facebook comments troll and the irony of it all

Responding to my Facebook comments troll and the irony of it all
Never ever ever have I responded to a comments troll, but this time I feel compelled to. Not because he’s worthy of a response, but because the response I started to write and the post I started to write them on made the entire situation ironically funny! On July 6th, 2016, I wrote a blog... Read more »

The spider that caused screaming, running and a panic attack

The spider that caused screaming, running and a panic attack
Life around our house is never dull, but this particular August evening was especially memorable. As the newly appointed office manager at work, I work long hours, while my husband, now retired, takes care of the kids, the dogs and the house. However, we all like to eat, so I do the cooking. When I... Read more »

How proud mom moments make the rest of parenting worth it

How proud mom moments make the rest of parenting worth it
Parenting is tough. Anyone that does it day in and day out knows this. Temper tantrums, picky eating, homework, questionable decisions, time management, messy rooms, last minute forms, and bad attitudes permeate everything. Sometimes, I love being a parent; other times, not so much. The challenges can be overwhelming and draining. With faith as my... Read more »
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Who, what, when, where and how come: What happened to why?

Who, what, when, where and how come: What happened to why?
Who, what, when, where and how come are NOT the five “w’s” of journalism. It’s who, what, when, where and why. More and more, I hear people using the words “how come” instead of asking “Why?” Why? What is wrong that lovely little three-letter word that asks one of the most provocative questions we can... Read more »

Why I am saying yes to less

Why I am saying yes to less
Yes to less – this is my motto for 2016. Less stuff. Less commitments. Less is more. Why am I saying yes to less? Three reasons: Time Energy Commitment When I say yes to too many things and too much stuff, my time and energy are spread too thinly, and I do not give my... Read more »

Trichotillomania: Her incredibly powerful poetry

Trichotillomania: Her incredibly powerful poetry
One thing I try to do to support my oldest child – the one that suffers from Trichotillomania – is encourage her creative side. This 13 year old girl who suffers from anxiety and compulsive hair-pulling is scary-good creative. She had to write poetry for her Accelerated Language Arts class, and the result is incredibly... Read more »
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Trichotillomania: Remembering that I have another child

Trichotillomania: Remembering that I have another child
For those of you who are new to my Trichotillomania category, my 13 year old daughter has trich – an impulse control disorder where a person has the uncontrollable urge to pull out their own hair. It doesn’t hurt and they will pull hair from anywhere. My oldest pulls her eyelashes, eyebrows and scalp. However, this... Read more »

Trichotillomania: Managing anxiety with grace and patience

Trichotillomania: Managing anxiety with grace and patience
If you’ve been following along, you know that my oldest, a 13-year-old 8th grader, suffers from the impulse control disorder (ICD) called Trichotillomania. Trich for short. Trich is the most common ICD nobody’s ever heard of. People with trich impulsively pull out the hair on their bodies, usually without realizing it. My girl pulls out... Read more »

5 reasons why my kids don't have cellphones and won't any time soon

5 reasons why my kids don't have cellphones and won't any time soon
My girls are 13 and 11 years old. They do not have cellphones and won’t any time soon. Here are the top 5 reasons why: 1 – Cellphones are danged expensive. I don’t care what plan you have; I don’t care how much data you get. Coming up with the money it takes to furnish... Read more »
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Why I refuse to feel guilty for being an imperfect mom

Why I refuse to feel guilty for being an imperfect mom
Today was the first day of the 2015-16 school year, and I forgot to take my girls’ pictures. I remembered as I backed out of the driveway on my way to work and saw my neighbor outside with her girls taking pictures. I’m grateful she snapped one of mine, too. Even so, I refuse to... Read more »