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Being a good parent can start with changing a few habits. Don't believe me? Try one of these simple habits every day throughout the next five days, and watch how it transforms your family and your home!
Well here we are in April....the time when flowers bloom, temps get warmer, and we all get re-inspired to focus on our health! I live in NE Ohio, so to say that my health has been in some sort of "hibernation" is no lie! Some of you may live in milder climates and not have the same extremes that I do, but it's always good to renew and refresh some of your habits!
These days I struggle to bend over the babe that grows inside of me. picking up clothes, toys, and unwanted food from under the table.
My senses are heightened with screams that could break glass. Whining that seams unbearable.
All day I can feel the pressing down. Laying down. It's my life for theirs.
When my grandmother was little, they ate hard-boiled eggs and cold, day-old sweet potatoes on Sundays. Nothing else to eat; anything else would require work. They fed the horses at the farm, but no other work at all. Period. My mom says after church, the parents took a long nap while the kids played "pretend church" for most of the afternoon, singing songs out of the old hymnal.
Recently I read "Little House In the Big Woods" to my kids, and their Sunday routine was equally shocking to me.
I will never forget a conversation I had with my three year old daughter many years ago. I actually wrote it in my journal at the time.
"Mom do you like butterflies?"
"Of course I like butterflies, do You?" "Oh yes, she says , I love butterflies"
"What about the sun?" "Oh yes, I love the sun too!"
I don't know if it was because she was my youngest but I cherished these conversations so much back then , I was learning after having three children to appreciate these sweet conversations because I saw how quickly the days were passing and how my time with my young children was fleeing.
