During the year I lost, I worked on controlling my sons ADHD, pushing him through school, signing with my daughter (no she is not hearing impaired, we just love signing!), and discovering who I really am and what I want to do. First, I learned that controlling my sons ADHD was never gonna work and I needed a different strategy. Now we are learning how to MANAGE our ADHD. Simple word changes can help also change your attitude about how you feel towards your situation.
We have changed diets, or more accurately added to our diet restrictions. I do not make my son do this alone, I eat the food with him, however, I do allow myself extra sugary sweets because I am entitled to enjoy myself. So now we are low carb, no added sugars, no dyes, no anything else we don’t like as well 🙂 We stick to wheat and whole grain breads and flours. Stevia has entered my house along with crazy items like coconut flour, and almond meal. It has been quite an experience to say the least and a battle as well. Of course no five-year old wants to find out they can not have sugar or their favorite snacks. He even went as far to tell me “Mom, I don’t think this diet is working, I should probably eat sugar again. ” Hmmm, yeah I think you can have sugar, just in moderation and only during certain times of the day or week.
Adding more spiritual activities and rituals into the kid’s life can help increase their own awareness and provide support for beliefs. Because we are pagan there are many things we can do for each holiday and through the rest of the year as well. Planting seeds and making a fairy garden for Mayday and Beltane. Banishing emotion rituals during Samhain. Going on walks just to watch nature and discuss ways to care for it and treat it. I’m falling behind this year due to my increasingly full schedule. But we will not stop just because we fall behind. I myself am working on adding more spirituality to my daily life so I can help my children do the same.
Behavior affects not only your own self but also those who feed off your energy. May they be the people living in your house or the person standing behind you in line. My behavior and that of my sons is not the best it could be. We have made great efforts in ending the feuds that rise up between us and taking things one step at a time. It has been very up and down as only the best rollercoaster of life could be. I hope in the days to come I can be even better as a mother to my children. One they do not hate, or fear, or want to hit lol.
Love. Isn’t that the whole point of my blog? Not that I am very good at this blogging thing yet. Especially since taking a long hiatus but I am come back with a new source of energy. Yep, you guessed it , love. I found a job I love and will continue for years to come so long as they let me. Subbing will just be my start. I’m going to finish my degree then get my alternative teaching certificate so I can teach in my own room. Haven’t fully thought about what I want to teach, maybe forensics to match my degree or seventh grade English because of my love of the students. There are many possibilities, but one thing I know for sure. I WANT to teach. It has helped me become a more patient and understanding person which will only help me more for transformation 3. Time management, planning, implementing, structure, all are important qualities I wish to posses better understanding of. Best of all for me is it meets my time requirements. Right now as a sub, I can work when I want, I get every holiday off with my children, and every weekend off for family time. I really couldn’t ask of anything greater.
I will continue to transform my love of life and all it has to offer. No more am I waiting for things to happen. I will make them happen. Recently I did something I never thought in a million years would occur. I got the courage and strength to ask my sons father out for a date. This is huge for me and helps me to further transform my love of myself and life and people who are dear to me.
Through the year, I filled my days with sleep, poor attempts at job searching and still trying to finish my bachelors degree. Wafting through life-like a smoked filled ghost. Never seeming to touch or affect anything. Resigning to my life as a possible homeless person in the near future was weighing heavily on my mind. Thoughts of self-destructive scenarios flowed through my mind as the hours and days ticked on by with no bright outlook, and all that from a known enthusiastic optimist. The bubbles of joy that once filled my emotional state were lost to me.
About halfway through the year, I ran out of money for school and could not return till I paid them money that was owed to the school itself. I felt like rock bottom came rushing up toward me as if the ground beneath feet suddenly plummeted past sea-level. The only thing that was saving me were my parents and their incredible love and help! I thank them everyday, although not enough out loud.
The year was a busy blur that seemed lost to me. I have begun clarifying my life, my thought, and my actions. I’m working a brand new job, working my way to a better me, and working my way to family beginnings. Please continue sharing with me my love for life, crafts, my children, and everything else close to heart. Share with my faults and failures in this ever changing journey. Most importantly, joins= me to help learn to LOVE YOUR LIFE!
P.S. My next few posts will highlight the bright areas of my lost year and will then move on to share the exciting adventures I have and will have while Loving My Life.
Ive been away for a while, but moving can really take its toll especially with a newborn. I’ve been feeling trapped lately due to my living situation. But I can’t see myself anywhere else anymore. I love my family and now that i figure I’m starting where I’m at then it is time i freaky start getting schedules down and making sure my kids are happy and healthy.
My son may have ADD so it is important I get him on a schedule to help him focus more on daily activities. Starting kindergarten in the fall, he will need many more skills than just singing his alphabets and writing them. Temper control is an important issue, one I’m most worried about. His preschool teachers have never said anything about him getting angry in class but I might hear current stories in public school.
He is such a sweet boy, I just have to learn how to help him stay sweet and figure the best ways for him to learn and achieve the very best he can be.
I’ve never been good at schedules, so this change not only affects him but me as well. But will get our baby girl on a schedule early on. Maybe this will help teach him what is expected of him and give him expectations of me as well.
It’s hard being a mom. I’m never sure what I should be doing, and with my school and the new baby (and sometimes a lack of motivation) i in get caught up in letting people run their own thing. I need to change and be the mom I know I can.
I made his first schedule today. A weekly schedule with the time slots filled from wake to bed. Some of the activities may not take a long as I planned for or other events, but that just leaves room for flexibility. Which is key to any good schedule, in my opinion. The next schedule will be foods to eat. He is quite picky at my house and eats a select group of foods. I would like him to expand on this and add more variety. Some days he can have his lovely cereal, but others we need oatmeal, toast, fruits and this forces me to get involved by cooking at least one or two breakfasts a week.
His schedules are almost as much for him as for me, and I will sacrifice any time to make my kids happy.
Cleaning can be such a wonderful activity. I actually like getting up turning my tv to Pandora and just cleaning with my son. Mostly we listen to toddler radio or my beatles station (based off the movie “across the universe”). It makes the day brighter and gives fun to a normally boring job.
It can even be exercise if done right. Dance around while dusting or vacuuming! Or take breaks and dance to a song in between tasks, or your favorite ones. It’s always fun to stop and play hokey pokey :). This gets the kids involved and makes better memories. Kids will want to do chores and begin requesting them.
Doing the chores helps teach our kids values ‘about’ life, doing chores while dancing teaches them the value ‘of’ life and the joy you can experiencelb doing simple things that at first seem a bore.
Live and love life. Today is the day to start.
Band hall, that is where I first saw you
Where I knew I had to have you
Hair in your face and lips I could trace
Holes in your jeans and holes in your heart
I wanted to fix, instead I tore it apart
Young and stupid, crude was my love
Not refined by experience
You turned away from me
I wish then I could of seen
The way I looked to you
Now I know what I want from you
I want to wait until I can truly love you
Wait until you are ready
If you ever welcome me
In your arms I will be
Till death do us part
Or you will remain
Forever in my heart.
ALD – my “first true” love
JWC – My only real love
People assume that what you were like five minutes ago is what you will be like five minutes from now. However, this is not true. We are constantly changing. Synapses in our brains are always changing and this can affect the way we think and even the way we act. Most times the changes are so subtle you think you always thought like this, but other times it seems as though everything you once thought is now turned upside down.
Things like this especially happen during and after a major event or trauma in our life. It seems to only make sense that our way of thinking changes when we are faced with new, scary, and even exciting circumstances. Do not fault others for changing. We have to either accept their new views or try to change ourselves as well. Adaptation is a great defense and offense mechanism granting us the ability to keep moving forward.
Even after already being a mother with my first child, my thoughts and thought process changed even more when I became pregnant with my second child. This I can not help but felt that others like my SO should have accepted these changes and moved forward with me. It did not happen and now I am a single mother once again. Changes come and go and we are left forever marked by them. Adapt to the new ways and let go of the old, or make the old ways become new again.
Someone took my heart
And held it in their hands
I took it back
But never made amends
Now I’m wishing you well
While wanting you, my dear
Please come back
It’s lack of love I fear
I’m drawn to you
Like bee to pollen
I’m missing you
Since the day I had fallen
Now I wait so patiently
Till the day I see you again
You will always be the one
I wait for you my friend.
Sometimes falling in love is the hardest thing in the world. Sometimes it doesn’t work out but you can’t get over the feeling…ever. You said I didn’t love you, that you were just an idea. But I loved you more than you ever knew. My body aches and wishes for your touch. My dreams make you seem real. I’ll never ever get over you, that is just the way I feel.
We are only human. Sometimes we fall backwards and return to the way things were rather than moving forward. As long as we realize we are moving backwards and are able to analyze the reasons, we can block those reasons to help ourselves get back on the path.
Just had a brand new baby girl! Well I’ve been trying to stay positive and my son has done wonders with helping and caring for her. However he still does four year old things like being loud and not paying attention to things. I started yelling again. He is four why should I feel the need to yell at him, ok sometimes it involves his sister and I’m terrified of him hurting her on accident, but I need to be calmer and realize that yelling may make him stop wanting to help and love on her. I do not want that to happen.
Counting and breathing need to become my best friends again. I am only lucky that I can see why I’m yelling and predict future consequences. Otherwise I may be lost in the void and continue to do the wrong things. I even encourage my son to help me know when I am being unreasonable and getting too loud. This way he has some control over what happens 🙂 I feel it will give him confidence in talking to me and telling me “how it is ” later in life. I do not want a child who hides everything from me because they are afraid I’ll get upset or mad.
My son helps me when I fall backward and we all need support. It’s like peer review. We sometimes can’t catch our own mistakes and we need others to tell us. Let’s keep moving forward!!