Meltdowns of a Mommy

This is my daughter Kendal. She is my little elf with a heartwarming laugh. She has bright eyes and big dimples just like I do. She takes after me in another way too, but I will come to that in a moment. Over the past 24 hours I have found myself hugging her more, giving her extra kisses, and telling her I love her and that she is beautiful. I know many parents have been doing the same recently with their own children due to the recent devastating loses that occurred in CT last week. I cannot express enough how I am at a loss of words when it comes to that tragedy, but my extra hugs are not caused by it. In my life I have learned that you never know when it might be your plane that goes down, your car the meets the drunk driver, your school that becomes a target, your house, your job, your….   I cannot live my life in fear of things because while they are all horrible and can have a drastic permanent effect on your life you just never know. I choose to worry about the thing

The most interesting thing about parenting is that there are so many different ways to approach it. Different methods, ideas, standards and when you find the place that is just right you make your parenting home there and are on your way. Sounds like bliss right? It is nice until you meet others from different camps and there is judging on both sides because each person has their own views on the topic.   This is to be expected and as parents you just go with the flow. But, what happens when you don’t see eye to eye with your partner on parenting? What happens when the standards at home are not the same? Well, I have known that my husband and I see things differently from each other and parenting is no exception of that. While I do the reading and research he tends to follow my lead on a lot on things but on occasion he acts outside of his ranks and does it his own way. Understanding that my way might not always be the best either I come at these times with an open mind and let him