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I Release You - You don't have to perform for me

You Don’t Have to Perform for Me – I Release You! (FMF:: Release)

I Release You - You don't have to perform for me

// Nobody died, nor was anyone arrested or caught doing drugs. But the bomb that went off in my world was big enough to push every ‘Identity’ button in me. And let me tell you, that button has been pushed more times in the last year than I care to count.

But why should it matter? I mean, after all, it was only one week after publishing my book, “IDENTITY: Finding the Proverbs 31 Woman in the Middle of Kid Chaos” that all hell broke loose for me. Could I not have longer than one week to enjoy my ‘success’?

I think if we’re all honest with ourselves, we’ll admit that the ‘performance’ of our kids affects our ‘feelings’ of accomplishment, doesn’t it? (Or the performance of our husbands, or parents, or puppies for that matter.)    Read more

FMF - Agree before you disagree

Mom Advice – Find a way to Agree before you Disagree!

FMF - Agree before you disagree

 

//  I think it’s time for some good ‘mom advice’ again. You know those times when your kids are arguing about some topic, and each of them have valid points to say, but they AREN’T listening to each other.

  • Perhaps they just want to hear the sound of their own voice.
  • Perhaps they’re determined to be ‘right.’
  • Perhaps they’ve just stopped listening to what the other is saying because they’re busy thinking about what they’re going to say next.

I especially find it funny (or annoying, I’m not sure which) when they are BOTH saying the same thing, just in different words. Aaaaagh! Makes me crazy!

So, being the SuperMom that I am (yes, that’s sarcasm), I calmly (or sometimes not so calmly) point out that “Before you disagree again, find something the other person is saying that you can agree with. In other words, say something like this, Read more

Stop Long Enough to Play

 

// The hero was just about to save the day. Villain thwarted and damsel saved. Just… a little… further… He could almost reach her. “Try harder, Ken. Try harder. You can’t let her fall.”

His one true love MUST be saved. Reeeeeach! The clock was ticking. Time was running out. It can’t end like this.

“Shauna, supper time!” and I would jump out of my skin, a violent reminder of reality.

“MOM! Don’t scare me like that!”

She would just shake her head and marvel at why I would be gasping for air and clutching my heart.   Read more