Years ago I taught my very young child how to memorize something for school. I said:
Repetition is key. Write it down over and over again until you feel comfortable.
After some resistance and push back, she tried it out. Little girls, it seemed, were attracted to doodling with colorful markers.
A while ago I read a blog post where someone mentioned a phobia by a term that I didn’t recognize. So I looked it up in Wikipedia:
Trypophobia is an aversion to the sight of irregular patterns or clusters of small holes, or bumps.
This affected me in ways that are hard to explain. Continue reading
Stress and anxiety were my first emotions of the day today. The tone of what happened last night stayed with me and carried into Monday.
Not a good way to start a busy week. (Had to do with fortnite, don’t even ask…) Continue reading
So I accompanied my 10yo to school this morning. First day of grade 6! Her previous days’ anxiety is gone and she chatted pleasantly during our walk.
By the time we got to the street light where we had to cross, a tram stopped. Out piled a bunch of kids my daughter knew.
We all crossed the street together and then it happened:
It has begun again: the back to school preparation is in full force.
Both kids have their supplies, provided by Grandma’s generous supplement, plus the boy has new, men sized shoes (yikes), and the girl a new lunch bag.
For the remaining two weeks of August however, they are happily leaving all thoughts of school out of their brains and continuing with their summer
laziness relaxing and fun.
Sort of. Continue reading
I admit that I am not the most patient person in the world.
There, I said it. Now the internet knows.
Look, I get it that when a kid is sick and misses a week of school, the prospect of going back is a little overwhelming. My younger one has a bit of performance anxiety under normal circumstances, never mind after a week of absence. I get it.
But here’s the thing. Continue reading
A mom whose blog I follow mentioned recently that she created a sensory box for a child in Girl Guides. But it turns out her own child ended up enjoying this box so much she kept it for her. When I read this, I immediately had one thought:
Make a sensory box for my own girl-child.
I thought it might address the anxiety issue in our own household. Imagine this scenario: Continue reading
I’m having a horrible, anxious, stupid week. So I had wine last night. 🙂 Continue reading