So as you know Nishe' has been in college for a few months now. First time in the world basically without her parents. Now she is faced with making more decisions on her own. For awhile now I have been helping her with some decisions. I would voice my concern over them or give her my opinion. I would tell her the things she needs to do and remind her of appointments to set. Then the other day I realized something. :: Keep Reading ::
The Thin Line Between Being Encouraging & Realisitic
As a mom I want my kids to shoot for the stars and fulfill their dreams. However I also want them to be realistic in their dreams and goals. So I try to be as realistic with them as I possibly can with them. So sometimes when they are talking to me about certain things I will be honest with them on whether or not I think they should do it or I will point out the work they need to do to achieve their goal. For example I know my son wants a job but :: 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 ::
3 Tips For Teens To End Uncomfortable Conversations With Their Peers
Communication for teens has drastically changed over the years. Now they have more ways of communicating than I could even dream of as a teenager. They have cellphones to text and talk on, social media, and emails. With all these forms of communications my husband and I try to limit what our kids can do and we monitor them as much as we can. They know that at any random moment we can check their phone and see what type of conversations they are :: Keep Reading ::
I Chaperoned A Field Trip To The High Museum
Last week I had the pleasure of chaperoning two field trips for my daughter's high school. It was a trip for the art class at the school. The trip was to the High Museum of Art. Nishe' had asked me to be the chaperone for her class a few weeks ago. When her teacher found out I was on board she asked me to chaperone her other class as well. I told her I would be happy to. I was a bit nervous though because this was my first time chaperoning a high :: Keep Reading ::
