Moms, we’re all guilty. Of putting ourselves last. Every day and all day long. It happens. It kind of comes with the territory, right? When we become moms, self-sacrifice stares us in the face stating, “I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere for a while. So I suggest you put any sense of yourself aside.” How easily we sink in the quicksand that is self-sacrifice. And sure, with the rush of hormones and bodily changes, not to mention the emotional rollercoaster that is motherhood, we sometimes convince ourselves that giving all of ourselves to our children and families is a decision not to be compromised.
I’m not saying that self-sacrifice is entirely a bad thing either, for most of us...
There is no denying that we live in a digital age. We are always "plugged in" connecting with friends, shopping, and watching the latest news. Just take a quick glance around any public establishment and it's obvious that technology has taken over our lives. As we raise our children in this fast-paced, all-access world of technology, it is inevitable that social media has an impact on our role as parents. Facebook, Snapchat, Pinterest, Instagram, Twitter...social media affects every minute of every day and inflicts a constant pressure for us to put our best virtual foot forward.
As a mom, I rely on social media more often than I'd like to admit for recipes, parenting tips, and on the really tough...
Recently my little girl and I attended a birthday party for one of her buddies, a sweet boy turning 3. One of the extended family members of the boy, a lady in her 60s whom we had never before met, watched my daughter interacting in some way for a few seconds and commented on her calm and confident demeanor. I of course said "thank you" and proceeded to casually brush off the compliment with "she's calm now, but you should see her at home..." or some humorous-slash-attempt-at-modesty retort of the sort.
The party was at one of our local parks, and later on my daughter was attempting to climb down a rather complex obstacle, one that is probably a little beyond...
As I sit in the darkened silence nursing my infant son once more before bedtime, I realize that another day has passed. Another day at his age means growing leaps and bounds, and way too fast for this momma's heart to handle. In the past few days he's turned 6 months old, mastered rolling in both directions, started daycare and eaten his first baby food - lots of milestones for a little fella. I watch him and my 3 1/2 year old daughter as we go about our day and sometimes seriously contemplate Googling methods on how to make time stand still.
Why does growing up have to be so tough on us as mommies?? Isn't that what we want...
I am definitely not anti-technology. I’m a big TV and movie fan, and I love Facebook and Pinterest. I’m a frequent Instagram-er. Most evenings after my baby goes to sleep you can find me in bed reading on my Kindle app or binging on Netflix. I’m plugged in. Aren’t most of us these days? But recently, I’ve watched my son get more and more familiar with and become attached to certain technologies – and I discovered that I’m just not okay with that.
Everyone has to make their own decisions about their kids and how much technology they are exposed to and at what ages. I truly don’t think that there is a hard and fast line drawn at a...
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