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Parenting

Have Patience? With A Precocious Toddler?

Okay, mothers, I need some help here…
They call them “The Terrible Two’s.”  When I was single, I laughed when I heard the term spoken among mothers.  When I became a mother, people would often say, “Just wait until the Terrible Two’s!” at which I would reply, “No, they’re not terrible, just challenging.”  I didn’t want to [...]

I Think I Can, I Think I Can, I Think I Can…

My 2½ year old daughter, A., is full of personality. She is so much incredible fun and, in general, a happy “big girl.” Right now, she is in that independent stage where she wants to do everything for herself, saying to me when I want to help her with something (especially when I’m rushing), “You [...]

Teaching Our Children’s Souls

Since my daughter began to talk, I have been encouraging her to talk to God.  As a mother who is Christian, I am very concerned with how to talk with my daughter about God without all the “church-speak” and technical religious jargon and cliches church people seem to use at times.  I want my daughter [...]

Lessons I Learn From My Daughter

I’ve determined babies are the most incredible of all God’s creations. It took me almost 40 years to realize that, since it took just that long to have one (by choice). After 39½ years of life, along with 14½ weeks of complete bedrest during my pregnancy (most of that hospitalized), the birth of my dear daughter, [...]

Daddy’s Girl

Most people who know me consider me to be a “Daddy’s girl.” As the saying goes, “I had him wrapped around my little finger.” When I was young, my father would give me almost anything I asked for. I didn’t ask for much anyway. But if I wanted something, like a new pair of jeans [...]

The Wisdom of This Mother?

I am a relatively new mother – only for the past 2½ years – and I can confidently say that most of the time, I don’t know what I’m doing. Being 40 years older than my daughter, (who I will call A.), you’d think I could be confident in knowing that she doesn’t know that [...]