All posts tagged: Raising girls

Days 1–5: The 30-day praise challenge for parents

First five days of my 30-day praise challenge (for parents)

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The Sunday Currently, Vol. 13: Definitely random thoughts

reading The 5 Love Languages of Children by Gary Chapman. I’ve had this book for several months now, but it’s only recently that I have started reading it. To be honest, I have already collected so many parenting books in my mini libray at home and on Kindle app. I just need to sit down and READ each one. writing lists of articles to write and drafts to finalize. I think it’s high time I start making an editorial board for my blog too! listening to some of my favorite songs. Come to think of it, they all have words related to weather: Still by Hillsong United, Tuwing Umuulan by Regine Velasquez (and the Eraserheads), and Here Comes the Sun by the Beatles. LOL. thinking I really ought to upgrade my WordPress plan from personal to premium very soon. I have started getting more invitations to place ads on my site, which means more opportunities to monetize this blog. The question, however, is whether I would be able to write more often and consistently to make it all worth it. …

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 …

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 …

“Time in a Bottle”

Our Big Baby A recently turned nine this October. We wanted to have a fun and memorable birthday party for her, of course, and I just realized that I was the one who seemed to be the most excited about it! I couldn’t believe how many times I had changed plans for her birthday celebration already, trying to come up with a small-budget Disney Princess-like ball. By the time I thought things were already perfect, I’ve already done enough, and everyone’s happy with what I finally came up with, however, I started facing new dilemmas. The first has something to do with the fact that she’s my daughter, my firstborn. That means I would love nothing than for her to enjoy her ninth birthday even if we didn’t have a budget for the kind of party we (or at least, I) wanted for her. I wanted so much of of what I had envisioned to become a reality and see her so happy! So when my husband pledged an amount for us to spend on her party, I immediately set …

“Mom, will I be rich when I grow up?”

(Referring to my eldest brother as a role model of success.) My 7-year old daughter asked me out of the blue whether she would be rich when she grew up.  I was startled especially that she asked it while I was accompanying her to the bathroom last night and I was just getting impatient to go back to my laptop. Well, what could I say? I began to think about my eldest brother, the most successful person in our brood. My mother always believed that he was successful because he always honored them–our parents, that is. Whenever he was being criticized or scolded by either of our parents, he would just keep silent, patiently listen, bow down his head, and never answer back. (Of course, there are other ways that a person could show respect to his/her parents, but not answering back or being rebellious must be the most obvious act of respect parents could see.) I suppose she’s right. After all, it’s in the Bible: Children, obey your parents in the Lord, for this is right.  “Honor your father and mother”—which is …