Raising Children to Weather the Storm
I wrote a post on my BabyCenter blog about having the sex talk with your kids in response to a video by Cut.com. The video featured parents talking with their kids about the birds and the bees. The analogies used to describe sex are hilarious or awkward depending on how you look at it. One parent illustrates how…
It’s 12:30 in the afternoon and I’m getting out of the shower when all of a sudden I hear Bon Jovi blaring. My 18-month-old somehow set the alarm to go off in the kids’ bedroom. About 15 minutes later the alarm goes off in our bedroom. He somehow manages to set the clocks everyday day…
I’m embarrassed to say that the last time my hubby and I had date night was when we celebrated our wedding anniversary last June. I know, that’s sad. That said, one of our goals for the new year is to get back in the dating game, and this past past weekend we had our first date night of 2015. Let’s face;…
Those of you that think kids don’t see color, think again! At three-years-old, Princess started talking about it– differentiating between white and brown grandma. I knew then that there would be plenty of conversations about race, so it was no surprise when she asked about her own skin color. I knew that helping my daughter find…
When I think about what I love most about being a parent, so many things come to mind. I love every little milestone. I’m always snapping photos of my little ones every chance I get. But, sometimes I sit back and soak in the moment because my kids will only be kids once. I can’t…
Giving another person’s child a piece of candy or fruit seems like a pretty nice gesture. But believe it or not, there are dangers of feeding people’s kids. Dangers of Feeding People’s Kids I was at a beauty salon one day when the young daughter of one of the customers began to get fussy. Then one of…
My baby is about the size of four navel oranges. I wanted to get a little creative and do some juggling, but couldn’t handle more that one at a time. How I’m feeling: It’s been a very active week. In fact, it can be down right painful. I don’t remember this many kicks and somersaults…
I woke up to the sound of Princess yelling, “Surprise! Happy Mother’s Day!” Her bright smiling face was just a few inches from mine. Needless to say, I was a bit startled. But, her voice was like music to my ears. She presented me with an unsigned Mother’s Day card with a beautiful note inside….
