On June 9th, my twin sons will turn two years old. It's only slightly less opaque after two years, but I've made an observation or two, some of which apply to two-dad families and some of which apply to most anyone.
While heaving another sigh, old fashioned newspaper in hand, a tinge of inspiration surges through me like a lightning rod. Dare I say full-blown optimism even. Now is the time, a little voice cries out from the recesses of my mind. Now is the time to change the world, and make a positive impact.
"Were they all planned?" Wow. Did you plan to be so incredibly, astoundingly rude? Or did it happen by accident? Honestly, this question really baffles me. How my reproductive choices have anything to do with anyone else other than my husband is beyond me.
A staggering 16-20% of students have high test anxiety, making it the most frequent academic impairment in our schools today Another 18% are troubled by moderately-high test anxiety. These students actually draw a "blank" or "freeze-up" during tests.
Is it because we need to feel validated in the way we mother? Is it because we are proud of our mothering skills and want to make sure everyone else knows we have figured out the only right way to raise a child?
It's not often you see statues of Buddha looking disheveled, balancing a screaming child in one arm and groceries in the other while trying to unlock a front door with his teeth in the rain only to kick open the door and fall on a Hot Wheels toy, do you? Nope -- you don't.
We have become a society that no longer takes the time to get to know one another. Why would we? We get what we need by sending a quick text or email and we're done
Personalized learning, a concept gaining momentum and credibility in the education field today, shows great potential as a catalyst for student learning. Schools across national borders are revitalizing their curriculum through this approach emphasizing student choice and learning to learn.
Having four children in four years for us is like living in the proverbial eye of a hurricane: bizarrely tranquil and surrounded by a swirl of activity.
For Jessica, her mother's death will always be the turning point in her life. But the knowledge of her likelihood to develop breast or ovarian cancer does not rule her, you can just tell. I sensed no overwhelming fear in her voice, no lack of self-awareness.
Well, now I look in the mirror and ask the hard questions. I separate the important from the unimportant; the real from the fake; the benefit of the doubt from the judgments, the love from the darkness. And I make a choice.
All of a sudden, what was once just a dream of having a family is actually the reality that you have one... and it's a good one. It can be overwhelming with homework and schedules and expenses. But it can also be awesome and assuring and soul-affirming.
If you give a mom a cookie she'll probably want to take it into the closet to eat alone. In peace. When she's in the closet she'll notice the overflowing laundry basket and decide to throw a load in. While loading the washer she'll realize she needs to empty the dryer vent.
Throughout our pregnancy, people just assumed we wanted a boy because we already had a girl. And, of course, every father wants a son, right? Men are supposed to want someone to carry on the family name... to play ball with... to be on their side.
If there's one thing I want my children to feel, it is peaceful. I want them to know their home and their family as peaceful people. "Hurry" is robbing them of that peace.
There's nothing easy about raising kids. We're all struggling and looking for new ways to build better relationships with them, help them find their way in the world, or simply deal with the tensions and tears of daily life.