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I recently had an inspiring parenting moment with my 3 year old daughter. It was late and I was tired after a long day. I made a conscious decision to get down on the floor with her and play, even though I really wanted to be distracted by the 10 other things on my to-do list. While Lucy and I were playing with one of her favorite toys, she became frustrated about something and walked out of the room. « Continue reading »  Tonight I am up late… remembering. I love the power of memory as it intertwines with emotion to form a temporary reality. In quiet solitude, this gift of memory allows me to sit for awhile with my mother who passed away many years ago. It gives me glimpses into moments I will forever cherish and allows me to relive past experiences that define the meanings of my life. Tonight an open window in my mind has taken me back to a very special place where I learned a new meaning to the word “love”… « Continue reading » I sat with the sand between my toes last week, watching my kids tumble in a pile across the beach on a lazy vacation day. It was the first time in years that I can remember being able to read my own book while they played amongst themselves, happily. My eyes wandered a lot, to them, and their growing, tumbling, sand-covered bodies, fearlessly conquering the waves of the Atlantic. « Continue reading » My mom passed away two months ago. I have not been the same since. Not just because I lost her, but because of what I learned about my two college age sons. The first thing they each said when I told them of her aggressive cancer diagnosis was, “How soon can I go see her”, halfway across the country. Neither had the time or money and neither gave it a second thought. They spent an entire weekend devoted to creating last memories with her, building a snowman in her front yard as she watched from inside with her oxygen and cane until she couldn’t contain herself anymore and ran out in socks to have a picture taken with them and the now famous snowman. They baked Christmas cookies and threw pieces of dough at each other until she joined in laughing. When they had to say their final good-byes, both were incredibly strong. « Continue reading » Things I’ve Learned As A Young Mother Sound effects are a useful tool in motivating young children to do what you want them to do. Ive learned All body actions can have a coordinating sound effect and that sometimes when your finally around grown up’s the occasional sound effect may come out. Sponge Bob promotes creepy laughter in small children. « Continue reading » Learning To Be A Mother Oh how the young lady boasts of the Mother she’ll be. To read more of my posts on the home and family go to everydaymomideas.blogspot.com If this poem inspired you, why not take a moment and pay it forward? Just below this post you will see a Share/Save button that will allow you to share this poem with your friends on Facebook, Twitter, through email and many other methods. With just a couple clicks of a button, you can make a difference in someone’s life! If we all were to share this story with just 3 people, imagine the power for good this message could have! NICHOLAS CARTER LEONETTI was born on October 7, 1986 at 37 weeks by C-section. He weighed in at 8lb.13oz. and his apgar scores were 8 and 9. At 2 months Nicholas needed hernia surgery and at 3 months he developed a pericardial effusion. It was tapped but reaccumulated immediately and at 4 months he had a pericardial window. Nicholas was floppy and physically behind but the doctors said it was because of having 3 surgeries in his first 4 months. But by 7 months we knew things weren’t right and they were now calling him “failure-to-thrive”. At this time we began an infant stimulation class (two times a week till he was 3 years). « Continue reading » When our daughter was going on eight years old, she asked me to help her write a sonnet about her dogs. We sat together and I asked her a few questions. Soon we realized the sonnet said exactly what Laura wanted to say!
To learn more about ProudGrandMom, visit www.birdmommy.com She is sitting on my lap as we gaze into the night sky. This may be the last year she will be willing to do that. She’s growing up so fast and pretty soon snuggling with Daddy will be embarrassing rather than comforting. She lays her head against my chest and I smile. Above us, cascading explosions of light and color brighten the darkness. I glance down at her wonder filled face. She doesn’t notice me looking at her so I take a moment to drink in her innocent beauty. She is my little girl, my grown up baby. With every flash in the sky, pictures fill my mind of different times when I have looked at this precious face… « Continue reading » Our grandson, age seven, had recently attended a birthday party at a local pizzaria that attracted kids with their video games. I was caring for my grandson when he asked if he could go back to the pizzaria, which just happened to be across the street. I told him in order to do that, he would need supervision. His response was, “But Grandma, our school nurse told me I have 20-20 vision!” To learn more about ProudGrandMom, visit www.birdmommy.com |
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