Just a little slice

The porch swing sways gently.

The birds are quiet except the occasion chirp.

The outdoor animal’s have scurried to find cover.

The trees are swaying with the breeze.

The sound of the rain hitting the earth soothes my soul

Almost more then the precious coffee in my thermos.

So here I am

 

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Rocking back and forth on the swing

light blanket covering my lap

content with my coffee

reading my newest self help book

I think I may have found a slice of heaven.

 

Challenge accepted

As we get closer to Valentines day I want everyone to challenge themselves to spice up the monotony.

Every relationship starts out with butterflies and heart jumps, but you will always get to the stage where its (dare I say it?) boring.

Spice it up.

Dont settle.

Life is meant to be lived with smiles and laughter. With love and soft touches. With spontaneity and a sense of adventure.

You are only as old as you let yourself act.

Let them be little

We often forget that the simplest things are the most crucial for a child’s development, happiness and mental health.

Give them space to breathe, freedom to move, loving kindness, opportunities to get messy and make mistakes.

Give them unbridled, joyful time to bond with Mother Nature.

Give them a chance to experience the real contextual and connected moments we all long for.

 

— Nicolette Sowder–

Oh how fast it goes…

Why is it that it is so easy to lose yourself if the parenting experiment portion of our lives?

When you are growing up you work so hard at making a personality that you like and can be seen in public without fear of constant embarrassment or trouble from the powers that be.

And then you meet “The One” and you feel butterflies and happy feelings all over the place. The well thought thru and meticulously planned wedding happens, and you search and search to find the perfect house for your  make believe future family. You attempt to make it look like you are adult enough to decorate your own house, all while secretly scouring the internet and magazine for ideas to steal and make your own.

Then you find yourself peeing on a stick and holding your breathe.

You dream of what type of parent you will be and what type of birth plan should be planned. You have nine months of these thoughts, hopes and intentions.

Within months you realize that those plans mostly hit the fan, starting from the birth plan and ending….. well never.

Parenting is not a planning kind of event. You have great thoughts, and ideas, and if you implement even half of them then you are doing amazing.

Sometimes I think that single parents have the ability to adapt to children faster because they don’t have to fight with another under slept grown adult about whether it is actually that important to stick to the plan.

Then suddenly you blink and they are overtaking everything. The bigger they get, the bigger the obstacles.

I am not saying not to do it, nor am I saying I regret it. I am just saying to stand back and slow down. Keep yourself sane. Some how, some way, find a place that you can just decompress.

Otherwise you lose yourself in this process and find yourself looking back and wishing that you had taken the time to appreciate it a little more. Maybe you could have taken the time to cherish it a little more.  Don’t get me wrong, you will do this anyway of course. However maybe you will have a little less regret if you can figure out how to slow it down, just a little bit.

 

Who’s permission do you need?

Have you ever found yourself attracted to the option that wasn’t very popular with the people that surround you?

I seem to always be the odd man out in the things that I like compared to other people around me. From the type of music to the style of cloths and more.

I used to find this embarrassing because I couldn’t even fake it good enough to get away with it. I was always called out on it in some way.

As an adult I look back and appreciate my differences.

I am a unique person and should never have wanted to be out into a pre-formed box.

I spend my every day telling myself to stay out of that box and I hope to teach all my children to do the same.

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Who is the real winner here?

So every day i feel like I wage a war on my children, and I am not sad to admit that they seem to win half the time. 

Don’t get me wrong, I win the important ones. I refuse to raise little assholes that do not understand manners and respect. 

I also refuse to dominate and bludgeon their poor souls until they are little robots that only follow commands. 

I enjoy the different personalities, the different strong suites each one of them have, and the ability to learn how to see things thru a childs eye. 

I think that they have taught me more then my overpriced education at the best of the best schools. I have to admit that I may be more willing to learn from these adorable critters then I was the stuffy teachers. 

However the ones that I lose in this war with them teach me the most. 

Sometimes I learn a lesson about my severe lack of patience. 

Other days it is my lack of empathy. 

Some thing else they have taught me is that if I give them the wrong colored cup, or wrong length spoon, that it could destroy our morning in a heartbeat. 

They have taught me to slow down and enjoy things more. The smaller things, like how your belly jumps when you slide down a good slide. Or the way your face just has to contort into a smile when you hit the highest you can go on a swing. 

They have taught me that to be the best mom I can be, I just need to spend time with them. So you have had a long hard day at work, and you just want to sit down and read your book right? Sit beside them. Let them read their own books, or watch their television shows while sitting beside you getting some cuddle time in. 

They are only little for a small time.

Yes it is important that they learn to spend time alone, and occupy their own self, but they also need you. They dont care how clean your kitchen is or what color your walls are. They are not worried about what the scale told you this morning and they are sure not worried about the state of your hair.

 They just want YOU.