Hello there. I don’t know about you but time is really whizzing by. Tomorrow we will enter June and be half way through the year. It’s insane – I know.
May has been a challenging month for me on the work front. But hey, I got through it and let me tell you when life gives you lemons, get the vodka or tequila out. Challenges and obstacles gives you an opportunity to take stock of your life and to get a new perspective on things.
Reflecting back on the past four weeks, so much has happened. Looking back at the month that was, collating what happened, all I can say is; I need to count my blessings. I can tell you now not every day is a good day but there is something to be grateful for in every day.
Avoid raising a self-centred child and stop indulging a sense of entitlement at home
Raising a child in the 21st century is not easy. Especially with the constant demands that society place on us. Falling into the entitlement trap can happen so easily. Perhaps you have been oblivious to the fact that you are already in that trap and didn’t see it coming.
As you read the following points listed, think about whether one or even more of these are familiar to you.
Baking is one of the things I love to do when I have time of course. Cupcakes is my favorite thing to bake. It is quick, no fuss and always flop proof. Flop proof in a sense that I never over mix my batter. Besides it being the easiest thing to bake, the end result is always different. Although the recipe and method stays the same, you can decorate it to look different every time. It can also be filled with caramel, fruit and chocolate spread.
I’m only writing about this now as it took me some time to get over the initial shock of what transpired.
A few Saturdays ago we were doing the park run. My husband and youngest daughter did the run and my eldest daughter and I brisked walked.
Not thinking of much, my daughter and I were conversing in general and admiring the dogs on the trail. By this time my husband and youngest daughter were long gone with the runners.
Three-and-a-half kilometers into our walk a guy slapped me on my butt and ran off. Shocked out of my core and so was my daughter.
I let rip and blurted out a couple of swear words.
There is no greater love than that of a mother to her child or children. Now this might sound cheesy and like an old cliché but you do know that the best Mother’s Day gift I received was the day the two of you were born.
With Mother’s Day a couple of days away, I’m sure that you are stressing about what to get me. Or should I say you are hounding your father to come up with a plan and be your financial resource. The latter I don’t mind but this needs to come from the two of you. As I did not birth your father and I am by no means his mother. By the way, he is just as clueless when it comes to knowing exactly what I want.
Being pregnant is a beautiful miracle. Whether planned or not; hearing your baby’s heartbeat for the first time changes your perspective. People start noticing that glow and you select who you want to share the news with. Immediately the attention shifts to your precious bump. Instinctively your hands touches your stomach at all times as it becomes your pride and joy.
The joys, the cries, the highs, the lows are all part of the wonderful experience of carrying another human being.The three trimesters of pregnancy encompasses so many developmental, physical and emotional changes. The latter two relating to the expectant mom. Your ultimate focus is to keep your unborn baby healthy and alive but you neglect to take care of yourself.