What is it about being a mom that makes us want to be self-sufficient and independent in every aspect and not ask for help?
My independence is crucial to my mental health.
There are times however when help is desired, or required. During illness, injury or maybe a broken car for example. We all know what it’s like to be pulled into different directions at the same time and having to rise above somehow.
Being able to control one’s schedule or plan, having all the ducks in a row so to speak, this is how I function. Waiting for others to contribute without instruction or direction doesn’t always work out in the desired outcome. Intuition plays a part here. Understanding habitual behaviour, especially about others, is important, as is knowing another person well and understanding their thinking, their limitations. It comes down to one crucial element in relationships:
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Last night I asked my son about school. From there the topic continued and I brought up my blog post about unschooling.
I asked them if they remembered their grandmother telling us the story about her playing hooky in Kindergarten.
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Is getting all worked up a female trait? A mom trait? Or just a trait that some lucky people possess?
Continue reading Getting worked up vs staying calm
A little 9 year old girl who was on my daughter’s all star team during last year’s baseball season got sick in April.
Today, my own 10 year old daughter will attend her wake. My daughter and her friend, another fellow ball player from the same team, will visit a very sad place and try to understand the magnitude of what it means when a child dies.
A child just like they are.
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Earlier today I wanted to talk to my son and partner at the same time.
Nothing irritates me more than constant, redundant repetition.
Continue reading Communication fails inside the family
How many of us struggle with communication getting through within our own families?
I know I do and although some days or weeks are better than others, there is always room for improvement in the communications department.
Especially with the husband. 🙂
I’ll leave the kids out of this conversation at the moment, since a) they’re kids! and b) they have selective hearing, and c) they’re kids…
I have a somewhat funny anecdote to share that illustrates this frustrating phenomenon of communication not getting through. Although at the time I was seething, I am (sort of) getting past it now. Frankly, if I spend too much time allowing that experience to rattle around in my head I feel myself getting all tense again. Still, working on seeing positives instead of dwelling on the negatives has its benefits on my mental health, and what better way to deal with this than to write it out in a blog post?
Here is what happened:
Continue reading Communication failures, or the prohibited stew-eating incident of last year