Showing posts with label parental advice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label parental advice. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
An open letter to my son on his 8th birthday
Dear Little G,
Eight years ago today I was in the hospital having you, my third baby in less than five years. Your sisters were 4 and 2.
We lived in Ohio about 6 hours from our closest family and to say I was a little overwhelmed would be an understatement.
Unlike your sisters, you seemed to sense it. You seemed to know from the very beginning that I needed you to be easy.
And you were.
You spent a lot of time in your car carrier or your vibrating chair. You ran with me to take Oldest G to preschool. You slept through Middle G's gymboree class. You just went with the flow.
For the most part, you still do. You don't complain about going to your sister's soccer games and you just ride along when we have to go to the middle school for the umpteeth time to pick up Oldest G.
I hope this means that you will be an easy going tween too. I hope this means that when you are grown you will see the benefits of being flexible.
My advice this year is simple...
Fill your life with people who make you happy and avoid those who do not.
Do not be afraid to step out of your comfort zone and try something different. Is is good to push yourself beyond what you think you are capable of doing.
Remember to always say thank you. Thank people for their time, for lunch, for their help and for just being there for you. You will be surprised how thanking them will be a blessing to you.
You are loved so very much and no matter how old you get I am afraid that you will always be Little G to me.
My heart forever,
Mommy
Eight years ago today I was in the hospital having you, my third baby in less than five years. Your sisters were 4 and 2.
We lived in Ohio about 6 hours from our closest family and to say I was a little overwhelmed would be an understatement.
Unlike your sisters, you seemed to sense it. You seemed to know from the very beginning that I needed you to be easy.
And you were.
You spent a lot of time in your car carrier or your vibrating chair. You ran with me to take Oldest G to preschool. You slept through Middle G's gymboree class. You just went with the flow.
For the most part, you still do. You don't complain about going to your sister's soccer games and you just ride along when we have to go to the middle school for the umpteeth time to pick up Oldest G.
I hope this means that you will be an easy going tween too. I hope this means that when you are grown you will see the benefits of being flexible.
My advice this year is simple...
Fill your life with people who make you happy and avoid those who do not.
Do not be afraid to step out of your comfort zone and try something different. Is is good to push yourself beyond what you think you are capable of doing.
Remember to always say thank you. Thank people for their time, for lunch, for their help and for just being there for you. You will be surprised how thanking them will be a blessing to you.
You are loved so very much and no matter how old you get I am afraid that you will always be Little G to me.
My heart forever,
Mommy
Thursday, September 8, 2011
An Open Letter to my son at the start of second grade
At the start of second grade, I wanted to write down some of my hopes and expectations for you.
Your age sneaks up on me. I think it is because you are the youngest. In my head you're my baby, but in reality you aren't a baby at all.
You are almost 8.
You are one of the oldest (and smallest) kids in your class.
I hope that second grade provides you with a better reading foundation. You still hate to read, which as a writer, breaks my heart.
You struggle with it and because of that you really don't like it.
I hope that second grade builds up your confidence and that you aren't so worried about what other people think. It's important to remember that it doesn't matter who finishes first or who has more written in their journal.
I hope that second grade shows you that it is okay to ask for help when you are struggling. I hope that you learn to ask more questions and to seek more answers.
I hope that second grade brings you more friends, more laughs and more adventures.
I hope that second grade is even better than 1st.
Love,
Mommy
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- kisatrtle
- I'm a 41 year old (gasp) freelance writer, school cafeteria manager, wife and mother. I have three children and one anxious and overweight beagle. I use my blog to make others laugh, to share some cool crafts, to document my lunchlady adventures and to lament about the challenges faced by us all on the journey called life. Thanks for visiting. Please leave some crack...um...I meant some comments.
