One thing that I am still working on with my kids is trying to not always fix situations for them. It is so hard to stand back and let them handle things. I am trying to become more of an advisor. Well with my son I can still kind of go into mama bear mode since he is in high school. But for my daughter I really can't. She is over an hour away and I have to let her handle things on her own. I know I can be an advisor. :: Keep Reading ::
Dealing With The In-Between Stage As A Mom
Nishe' has been in college for about 3 months now. When she went to college my crazy self was thinking okay my job is done she is an adult now I can let her fly. But I have quickly learned that, that is not the case. She is in what I call an in-between stage. She is not quite a child and not quite an adult. She is in the middle. She stills needs guidance and help. :: Keep Reading ::
I Won't Be Getting "Those" Pictures
Usually from the moment a woman finds out she is pregnant she starts forming dreams of all the things she is going to do with her baby. It could be images of playing with them. All the sports they are going to play. All the things they are going to do together. The ideas become even more clear when they find out the sex of said baby. This of course will happen either at an ultrasound or some parents still like to be surprised and they wait until :: Keep Reading ::
5 Benefits of Letting Your Child Fail
One of the things that I am struggling with as of late is not saving my kids from themselves. Letting go has always been pretty hard for me. I have been working on it I really have. But it is so hard. I don't want the to fail and not succeed in the things that the want to succeed in. So I always try to be their safety net. Now that they are almost adults I am forcing myself to step back more and let them come to me if they need help. But I am :: Keep Reading ::
4 Tips To Teach Your Kids To Love Themselves
Last week I was riding with one of my students. I pick her up first because she is in Pre-K and her school ends a little earlier than my other schools. She knows my route by memory. So when we got in the van and I was headed to my second school she got excited because we were headed to pick up my other students. For the purposes of this story their races matters. The pre-k student is black and the students I was headed to pick up is white. I :: Keep Reading ::
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