All posts tagged: Parenting

Ramblings of a tired mom

Sorting out my convoluted thoughts

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Praying for my daughters’ best

I’ve been married for nearly 13 years now, but it feels like my husband and I have been together way much longer than that. We’ve probably already talked about everything under the sun except our daughters getting married someday though. As you already know, we have two daughters, now ages 12 and 9, and as Christians, one of the things that we are taught to do as parents is the importance of praying for our children. That includes not only praying for their health, a heart that would always want to seek God, discovering, developing and using their talents to serve God, and more, but also praying for their future marriage, the person they will marry someday (and whether it is part of God’s plan for them to be married). I have not started really thinking about them getting married one day, and so you can say that I slack when it comes to that prayer aspect until I had an opportunity to speak with one of my friends’/mentor’s only son recently. Somehow, after that …

Welcoming Anya

My family’s excited to receive the newest addition to the family as a guest in our house. A close relative gave birth earlier this morning and she accepted our invitation for her and her newborn to stay with us for 1–2 weeks. Her husband’s away, she has no helper, and not only do we have some space in the house, but so much affection and excitement for the baby, too. As I was preparing the house to be ready for the baby’s arrival, I also looked for my husband’s childhood pictures, which he needed for a certain activity at the office. I realized that he was such a cutie when he was both a baby and a toddler that I suddenly longed to have a son, who would look exactly like him when he was that age! As much as I love my husband though, I’d say he wasn’t a looker during his pre-adolescent years, and not even just before I met him. (Yup, I’d like to take credit for whatever improvement in my husband’s …

Choosing to homeschool

Our tweener will soon graduate from sixth grade and my husband and I have been discussing for months now where to enroll her next. We agreed that the standard of teaching at his alma mater, where both our daughters are currently enrolled, has declined and we have no desire to enroll her in the same school for high school. Not to mention we have seen very little improvement in our daughters’ school facilities and management over the six years that she’s been with the same school. I have also been on the lookout for better schools near our place, but have not found any that would really convince us that it’s good enough; there’s always a flaw that we could simply not overlook. I must admit that I have always secretly wanted to be my daughters’ best teacher in the world. To homeschool them would be a dream come true to me, but I have also always doubted my ability to teach them effectively. After all, like many moms, I, too, tend to be exasperated …

Not quite a mom

It’s Sunday. Instead of having a relaxing evening, I’m nursing disappointment and frustration. This is not how I envisioned any of my days or nights as a mom. When I was younger, I had seen myself as nothing but a nurturing, sweet, loving, and capable mom. Now, however, I question myself whether I am any of those, whether I should have been a mom at all… why God allowed me to be a mom. Lately, I tend to lose my temper at the slightest hint of disrespect and disobedience, and discipline my children, especially my eldest, out of anger. I tend to say harsh words (as opposed to spanking) in my attempt to make her understand that I am very, very displeased with what she had just said or done (or not done). In the end, it would look like I have won and have broken her spirit, but the truth is, it would probably be much easier to contend with a child with a broken bone than one with a broken spirit only to …