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My son is Korean American. Not just Korean, but Korean American. 

When my son entered preschool and began interacting with more children, I turned to literature to teach him more about conflict resolution and dealing with his emotions. However, I found that the literature available at our local library was lacking. It wasn’t until I took a look around our bookshelf at home when I realized that our books were primarily animal characters or had Caucasian protagonists. Where was the color? Where was the diversity?

Here is the thing; I am proud of our heritage. I want my son to embrace his Korean background and really understand where he comes from. But at the same time, I believe there is a fundamental difference between a book about heritage and a book that represents a minority. Hear me out.

A book about heritage is an African American boy picking up a book about a boy who lives in Africa or an African American boy celebrating Kwanzaa. These books are aimed at teaching children about either their own or a new culture.

A book that represents a minority is a book such as The Snowy Daya presumably American boy playing in the snow who happens to be black. Do you see the distinction?

What was frustrating to me was that as a parent, I was searching for books about children experiencing life who happened to be a minority. And when all I found in the diversity section of our local book store was Ming Ming and the Runaway Wok, I couldn’t help but feel offended. This is not the quintessential experience of a minority boy living in America; whether we want to acknowledge it or not, there is a difference between shoving heritage down our throats and accurate representation of minorities in America. Because the only experiences we minorities are having are not ones that solely revolve around purely minority experiences. For instance, how many books about minorities are about a) a minority holiday or b) minority food or c) a minority activity? Surprise! My Korean son eats spaghetti. And he does not know kung fu.

Don’t get me wrong; this is not about whitewashing my son’s literary experience. This is not about only reading to him books about children living in America. This is about my son reading about books that accurately depict his own experiences as an Asian schoolboy living in America. And a book about an Asian boy celebrating Chinese New Year is not his everyday experience.

To be fair, these books about minority occasions do have a time and a place and most definitely hold value—especially when teaching children about culture. I want to clarify that the issue is that these cannot be the only books available to minority children. We need options. We need variety.

Now that our country is becoming more diverse and as future generations embrace and lean into each other’s cultures, it is more important than ever to create literature or at least bring more attention to literature that accurately reflects a large population of the youth in America.

To combat this problem, I have created a list of children’s books that I believe deserves more awareness. There are girls in wheelchairs, a girl wearing a hijab, African American boys, and Latino boys. And none of these stories’ messages are limited by the color of the children’s skin or what they are wearing.

The Snowy Day (A kid plays in the snow)

Everywhere, Wonder (A kid uses his imagination to explore different regions of the world)

The Word Collector (A kid begins to understand the power of words)

The Magician’s Hat (Kids believe the magic in following your dreams)

Don’t Throw It to Mo! (A kid tries to play football)

Kindness Counts (Kids model kindness to one another)

A Bike Like Sergio’s (A kid wants a bike and struggles to do the right thing)

10 Little Ninjas (Kids don’t want to go to bed)

Hello! I am an Air Force veteran, high school English teacher, Union Diversity Representative, and a mother. I love spending my time writing, reading, and working out. I currently live in the greater outskirts of Seattle, Washington and I spend about 90 percent of my time thinking about travel. 

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This isn’t a post about entertaining my son with a new and clever idea. This is a post about why I believe Black Lives Matter, and why our children should learn the same. For a few days I grappled with something to share, then I realized that my learned behavior might be relatable. I’m a forty-year-old white woman, raised in a middle-to-upper class environment. Regardless of my personal circumstances, my privileges, my mother and father succeeded in providing a home for me based on acceptance and love. Now I’m realizing why that matters so much. 

One day, when I was younger, we were driving into the city from Long Island to attend a Broadway show. I loved Broadway. We parked our car in the usual parking garage and walked to our favorite restaurant around the corner to dine beforehand. It was our tradition. We passed a homeless person, a black man, sitting on the street. It might have been my first recollection of a homeless man. I remember staring, and I can still see him now as I write this. He wore a blue sweater and looked so tired. I was maybe six or seven. We walked passed him and then my dad stopped, took out his wallet (I use the same wallet today since he passed away just two weeks before my only son was born). He took out a hundred dollar bill and turned around to walk back to the man. My eyes popped. Then my mom said, “Wait!” She suggested smaller bills to make it easier for him to use and retrieved them from her wallet. She remembers this story too. She also remembers that I asked why they gave that homeless man money. She said that my dad answered me without hesitation, “He is no different from me.”

My lessons began early. To give. To not judge. To see no difference in people. But there is frankly so much noise, different opinions, down to the car radio playing the news to school in the mornings. Stuff can get through the cracks. I’m looking at it all. 

Later in life, I moved into my first Hollywood apartment at twenty-two. Dad, of course, was right by my side to help. Financially, and physically. Always was. I acknowledge how easy it was for me in those regards. I don’t deny it. I also admit my shortcomings. For instance, I was just moved in, the truck was emptied, and I was walking back through the courtyard. A young black man was coming out of the apartment right next to mine locking his door. I hadn’t seen him yet. He was black and I was dumbfounded. Was this a good building I thought? I was so green. I think back to that thought and I hate that my instinct was troubled. Even with my good examples, something sunk in to judge him in that moment. 

The neighbor gave a sweet hello and I was shy (I’m not usually shy) and barely answered. As I stepped into my tiny apartment, I was about to tell my dad… when he said, “Oh honey, I met Ramsey your neighbor. Really sweet guy, music producer. He said he’d invite you over this weekend for a dinner he’s having, to meet people. Isn’t that great?”  It was great. It was even greater that my dad said that. Perhaps being born in 1936 he saw it all. So he learned to live by example, without fear. I went to that dinner, and Ramsey became my first friend in Los Angeles. 

We all have work to do, parents especially. We are supposed to know right from wrong. Racism is wrong! Anyone who thinks otherwise isn’t someone I want in my son’s life as far as that can be controlled. Beyond that, I have to give him the tools to know the difference. I want to raise a good human. I want to be the example. I want to answer his questions and discuss openly why BLACK LIVES MATTER to me. My child’s beliefs can start with me. 

My son was born in New Orleans in 2015. A fate I now treasure. His history will be filled with a culture that I adore and openness from the beginning. His first doctor, doula, nurse, playgroup friend, were all black. I’m so thankful for that. I wish I didn’t have to see it like that, that’s the hard truth. I now understand that the communities we choose and continue to live in will support our family’s experience with race and racism. 

We need to model good behavior for our children. Racism isn’t good behavior. That is what I realized this morning. It begins with us. This will help break the cycle that is hurting millions today. I’m hurting too. My son saw me in tears the other day. I couldn’t share what happened to George Floyd yet, he’s only four. All I said is, “One day son, I’ll tell you about a man. His name is George Floyd.”

Jenni Dawn lives just outside of Los Angeles with her husband, newly rescued dog, and four year old son. She has a background in everything Entertainment, so it makes perfect sense to cover how to entertain family at home. Jenni's also a Cancer survivor with a passion for spreading hope and prevention advocacy. 

A little over six weeks have passed into our foray as chefs, cooks, and bottle washers. Life in the time of COVID-19 has forced us to multitask, and we are exhausted. Without the ability to drop the kid off at school, spend some time away from our dear spouse, and hang out with our friends, things can get overwhelming. Even the best organizers only have so much time in the day. 

So what happens? We find ourselves being less than stellar with our children, with our spouses, with our imaginary partners. Well, the world, even in the time of COVID-19 does not stop spinning. To help myself, I’ve borrowed and adapted a mantra used by many self-help groups.  

Progress, not Perfection emphasizes not letting perfection get in the way of the healthy changes you are trying to make. I’m calling my adaptation, “Parenting, not Perfection.” Certainly, that phrase has been used before; so, I’m not taking credit for inventing it. I am, however, using it as a shortcut to give you a quick pat on the back for at least trying to be a good parent and a good teacher. 

While you’re doing your best to juggle, here are some things to keep in mind. They have worked for me but your mileage may vary:

1. Set Reasonable Expectations: You cannot get as much done as a teacher would in a classroom. You cannot do it. Unless you are a teacher, you do not have the training to teach a preschooler. You probably don’t have the patience of a good preschool teacher. And this is your child—the dynamic is different. Concentrate on one or two activities and call it a day. If you expect your child to be doing “table work” for three hours, somebody needs analysis. And, it’s not the kid.    

2. Set Your Own Schedule: You are at home. There is no school “day.” There is no requirement that “lessons” be accomplished during school hours. Let your child sleep in, let them stay up later than normal. Let your family find its own rhythm. Take breaks.    

3. Do Not Buy Out the Craft Store: You need safety scissors, paper, and vodka. The Vodka is in case you can’t find rubbing alcohol. We are in the middle of a pandemic. Seriously, there is no need to raid the craft store. Is your child learning to form letters? Take every-day objects from around the house and use them to form letters. Walk your neighborhood and collect items to make different shapes. You don’t need to be fancy. You just need to inspire. Get your child involved in cooking, cleaning, gardening, laundry. Those activities teach counting, sorting, measuring, organizing—skills that are essential to their development. Are the activities going to take you more time to complete? YES. But, you are spending time with your child. Time that you would not otherwise be spending.  

4. Focus on Learning Through Play: You can learn and play? Yes. It’s fun for both you and the child. Take for instance, a simple lesson on the solar system and sorting colors. The Kid was incredibly busy playing with his toy shield. He was running around defending our house from monsters. He wanted no part of  “schoolwork.”  While he was playing, I used clay to make seven balls in different colors. I sat quietly. In a matter of seconds, I heard: “What are you doing?” “Those are asteroids,” I replied. “Asteroids smash into planets.” “Smash? Planets? He was hooked! Pretty soon, we were making planets, moons, etc. He was using his shield to defend against the attacking asteroids. “Asteroids, attack by color,” I said.  So, he had to sort them. The whole thing took about 35 minutes. And, it was fun.  

5. It Is OK to Stop and Start Again Tomorrow: If you get tired, if your child gets tired, if tempers get short, breathe. Sanity and relationships are more important than the square root of pi. Pie is more important than the square root of pi. Stop. Start again fresh. You have not failed. You just need a break.  

6. Use Online Resources: You are not alone. Most schools have provided parents with at least some resources to get them through homeschooling. If you haven’t received any, ask why. If you have and you need some backup help, ask your child’s teacher. If you still can’t find what you’re looking for, I suggest the site Teachers Pay Teachers. At the site you will find loads, I mean loads, of ready-to-go things that you can do with your child right now. And a great deal of them are free. 

7. Let the Kid Be a Kid: Your child will want to play. If your child wants to do nothing but play all day one day, become a pirate for half an hour. Become the loudest, silliest pirate you can possibly be. Chase her throughout the entire house. Make a memory. Forget about teaching a lesson.

Yes, we have been called upon to be chefs, cooks, and bottle washers. And, this is relatively new to all of us. Or is it? Is it really? As parents, we multi-task all the time. We are always parents, we are always somebody’s employee or spouse or boss or mentor, etc. The difference now is the incredible amount of stress that is imposed by a situation that is outside of our control. The difference now is that we control very little of what’s going on. The difference now is that we don’t really see an end.

I offer you this: Parenting is neither sport nor competition. Stop beating yourself up. We don’t get awards; we barely get our own individuality. After all, we are often introduced as “so and so’s Mom or Dad.” And, that’s good. It reminds us of who we are, and why we do what we do. Because parenting is not about us. We so often get wound up around the word “Parent,” as in “I am the parent” that we forget it’s not just a noun, it’s also a verb. And, if you happen to forget, just substitute the word “caregiver.” It will help steer you in the right direction. 

 

This post originally appeared on https://mralexbookshelf.com/.
ALEXANDER FERNÁNDEZ
Tinybeans Voices Contributor

Father, children's book critic, writer, judge, director, actor and amature photographer—together with his husband of 25 years—raising an energetic four-year old! "Parent is not just a noun, it's a verb.  If you're ever in doubt as to what to do, substitute the word caregiver.  It will steer you in the right direction."  

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Books are my spirit animal. Well, maybe dragonflies, but anything bound and full of inspiration and insight runs a close second in stirring my soul. While many of us in the book lover club have read hundreds upon hundreds of amazing works, we usually sink our heart into a few favorites.

One of my all-time cherished books, which I recommend to anyone willing to listen, is The Four Agreements, by Don Miguel Ruiz. This little gem is only 138 pages, but every word awakens the spirit and makes you think. You come to a certain knowing with each agreement listed, nodding your head in affirmation of a spoken truth.

Don Miguel Ruiz shares how making only four agreements with yourself and the universe can unfold and unfurl the bound-up version of self and lead you back to your authentic identity and purpose. Doing so awards you the freedom to live from a place of wholeness.

Regardless of your worldview or spiritual beliefs/non-belief, these four agreements make sense because they’re universal truths any of us can and want to live out. No matter who I recommend this book to, no matter what they believe beyond the here and now, the wisdom shared within The Four Agreements resonates.

1. Be impeccable with your word.

All we need do is look at Twitter for 30 seconds to realize how often this agreement finds rejection. Words matter. They can cause irreparable damage and instill lasting hope. This world is in dire need of the latter.

2. Don’t take things personally.

Who doesn’t do this? And how is it working out for us? The rampant “everything is about me” mentality is causing widespread disconnect and detachment.

3. Don’t make assumptions.

We live in a world that functions on assumption more than fact. Headlines and gossip have become the basis for judgment. In large part because communication, which requires listening, discerning, studying, has become a lost art.

4. Do your best.

Every human can start doing this right now. Doing our best is enough, even if some days our finest hour is a complete mess or failure. Doing our best includes accepting and forgiving ourselves and others for collective weaknesses and faults.

As common sense as these agreements sound, we’ve all fallen into the trap of living outside their boundaries. The human thing, ego thing, illusion thing, is hard. But continued resistance to these positive commitments means more misery, suffering and dysfunction will exist. The good news is, a mindful decision to enter into these agreements—the best we can—will change the world around us. Instantly.

Consider just one example: if you decide not to take your coworkers comment personally today, then your time home with the family after work will be pleasant and enjoyable. This in turn makes for a stress-free evening for your spouse and kids. The lack of tension helps everyone have a good night’s rest. And, come morning, each person in your family starts a new day feeling refreshed, joyful and ready to face the world.

In this scenario, agreeing to not take things personally in one single instance affects the entirety of your experience going forward, including all the people in your sphere of influence. One agreement by one individual in one moment of time has the power to change countless lives via the ripple effect.

The four agreements Don Miguel Ruiz challenges us to embody are powerful, important, healing. My commitment to practicing them has changed my life, my family, the people around me.

Although I’m just one person making a small difference in a limited space, together we can make a significant difference in an ever-expanding space. Humanity deserves the healing.

This post originally appeared on Thrive Global.

A self-described “sappy soul whisperer/sarcasm aficionado,” Shelby is a wife of 27 years & mom of three millennials. She co-authored How Are You Feeling, Momma? (You don't need to say, "I'm fine.") Her stories are in print at Guideposts, online at sites like Her View From Home and Parenting Teens & Tweens, and at shelbyspear.com. Get 3 FREE chapters of Shelby's book

Any small moment of sweetess can make a big difference. Dunkin’ has announced a perk that will get us through the month with a smile. To help create a little extra joy at the end of the week, Dunkin’ today announced that Free Donut Fridays for DD Perks members, originally introduced for March only, will continue every Friday through April at participating Dunkin’ restaurants nationwide.

Beginning Fri., March 6, and on each Friday through the end of April, DD Perks members can celebrate the week’s end with a free donut when they buy any beverage at participating Dunkin’ restaurants nationwide. 

If you are not currently a DD Perks member, you can turn TGIF into TGIFDF (Thank Goodness It’s Free Donut Friday) by enrolling for free on the Dunkin’ App or DDPerks. DD Perks members earn five points for every dollar they spend on qualifying purchases at Dunkin’. Once a member accrues 200 points, they receive a free beverage reward for any size, redeemable at participating Dunkin’ restaurants.

Guests can limit person-to-person contact by ordering ahead on the Dunkin’ App for pickup in-store, at the drive-thru or curbside, at select locations.

Visit Dunkin’ to learn more.

—Jennifer Swartvagher

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My husband and I feel lucky to be entrepreneurs who work from home. We’ve designed our lives so that there’s always time for a surf (him) or a trail run (me). I’m an author/jungle lodge owner. My husband is a sustainability guru. Working hours? No such thing—our mantra has been to get work done between adventures—no real difference between weekends and weekdays.

Then we got pregnant (yay!). Our flexible lifest‌yle would be perfect for a newborn…right?

The reality was a bit of a shock. I was suddenly juggling two babies—a newborn and a book launch. Maternity leave? Yeah, right. I soon found myself breastfeeding with a computer on my lap and cell phone in hand (yes, it can be done, but this isn’t exactly ideal!!). I barely had time to brush my teeth and make a meal, let alone keep up with work e-mails and publisher deadlines.

The 4th trimester pushed me way out of my comfort zone—personally and professionally. We argued plenty, realized that was useless (and exhausting), then embraced the challenge and decided to become masters of artful mistake making.

Our little one (son, Zephyr) is now nearly 6 months old. As I reflect on the journey of being a mama entrepreneur, I hope these 5 tips might help new self-employed or work at home parents.

1. Find a carrier you love. Our baby naps a lot longer in the carrier and we get free hands for computer tasks (win-win!!). We decided as parents to minimize screen time for baby. Easier said than done…baby carrier to the rescue!!! Our baby loved to be held (all the time) and with the carrier, he’d be facing away from the screen. Note that there are a ton of different st‌yles of carrier out there. Try a bunch of models and see what works best for you (my husband and I each have our own favorite carrier).

2. Prioritize and become efficiency masters. Work time becomes scarce, use it wisely. Think of this as an opportunity to let go of the non-essentials. Prioritize your to-do list. Give yourself twice as long (at least) to accomplish tasks and meet deadlines. You may have to let somethings go for a bit. I made no social commitments for several weeks (your friends will understand!).
3. Ask for 2 hours. We whined about not getting our work done, then realized the real problem was that we just weren’t communicating well. We learned that the simple request: “I need 2 hours of uninterrupted time to get (fill in the blank) done,” can really help. Time is a different creature with a baby. Schedule and communicate with your partner about your work projects, deadlines, etc. We’ve found that giving each other 2-hour windows of uninterrupted time is like gold. It’s amazing what you can accomplish with undistracted bursts of work time.
4. Power siesta. Mama brain is very real!! My brain felt like a fried egg (our little guy is not a sleeper). 10-minute siestas throughout the day made a huge difference to my focus and thinking power. Before you get to work, consider that a quick nap may make you more productive.
5. Hire helpers and use grandma. As an entrepreneur, I’m used to being independent and wearing many hats. With a newborn, I quickly learned to ask for help in a variety of different forms. Professionally I hired little helpers—a social media expert, publicist, graphic designer and coaches. They helped my postpartum brain stay focused and on track (life coach, business coach, nutrition coach, etc.). I had a small budget for these helpers and when funds ran low I asked about work-trade options (and got many yeses!). Personally, I looked to my mom for help as well (I’m lucky to have her nearby and she was happy to go to the bank, pick up groceries, play with baby etc.). Plus, I think she’s really enjoyed being a helper.

These tips may seem simple or obvious but they’ve made a huge difference for us so far. We’ll see what work/life/baby adventures come next…

Bonus: I’ve actually discovered that life with a baby has made me a more mindful and balanced entrepreneur. Juggling a baby and book launch have brought some surprisingly beautiful synchronicities and benefits (breastfeeding + oxytocin = I’ve overcome my fear of public speaking…very helpful for book tour!). As I slow down daily to play with Zephyr, new inspiration is catching up with me. Thus, I’m writing this article for you! I haven’t written since I finished the manuscript for my book (before I got pregnant). I hope to have more mama entrepreneur inspiration for the Red Tricycle community soon.

Known as “The Jungle Mama”, Tamara Jacobi is the author of Wildpreneurs:A Guide for Turning Passion into Business (HarperCollins Leadership, Feb. 2020) and founder of the Tailwind Jungle Lodge on the Mexican Pacific. Tamara is loving the adventure of motherhood! Her son Zephyr was born on Oct, 2019. 

Do you find that your kids are always outgrowing their shoes? Shoes that are too small put your children at risk for foot deformities and other serious health issues. Turns out, two out of three kids are wearing the wrong size shoes.  

Shoe display

BlitzResults recently conducted a survey  and found that 67% of all kids are wearing shoes that are too small. Shoes that fit incorrectly can cause a condition called hallux valgus. This is a foot deformity that occurs when the big toe starts to angle inward causing a swollen lump just below the big toe.  

Shoe size infographic

When shopping for shoes there are a few important tips to remember. The right and left foot are rarely the same length. They could have a difference of length of up to half an inch, but that discrepancy corresponds to almost a full shoe size. Parents should always go by the longer foot when buying new shoes. 

Take note that shoe manufacturers label their shoes using standard sizes, but there is no mandatory industry standard. With that in mind, never rely strictly on shoe sizes, have your child try on each shoe carefully. 

A measuring guide, sources and studies on the topic can be found here

—Jennifer Swartvagher

Featured photo: Amit Lahav on Unsplash

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Teachers deserve more than an apple or freshly sharpened bouquet of pencils when it comes to showing them your appreciation. So why not do something thoughtful to show them how grateful you really are? Here are five ideas for recognizing and thanking your children’s amazing teachers.

1. Nominate a teacher for an award!
The Oregon Lottery has partnered with The Oregon Department of Education to offer a Teacher of the Year program! Nominate a teacher who truly inspires students and makes a difference in the community. The winning teacher receives $5,000 and a special fund to cover all travel costs for the year, plus $5,000 for his or her school. Just in the past two years, the Oregon Lottery has awarded $537.7 million to K-12 public education. (That’s about $460 per student each year!) Nominations for the 2021 award are open until January 31, 2020. And just think about all the textbooks, computers, services and equipment that money can buy!

2. Say something special
Let your child’s teacher know how much you appreciate them by putting pen to paper and writing a heartfelt and sincere note. Be specific with your gratitude. Tell them what they do that you find so wonderful and valuable for students. If you have a specific story to highlight then go for it. There is perhaps no such thing as too much praise in this case! Then, have your child write a card with a poem and/or drawing that illustrates what an impact the teacher has had in their life.

3. Give a really great gift card!
Who doesn’t love permission to buy something just for fun? Pick out a gift card for your child’s teacher and know that they will appreciate the gesture. There are practically infinite online retailers to choose from, in addition to local restaurants and bakeries, bookstores, spas or salons, and fancy food markets.

4. Make something delicious in the kitchen
You don’t have to be a great chef to whip up something sweet to gift a teacher. Bake a batch of cookies, brownies or muffins either from scratch or from a store-bought box. Even better if you enlist your kid to help you! You can have fun in the kitchen making roasted chickpeas or nuts, a warm soup or sauce, homemade granola or whatever your family enjoys and wants to share with a special teacher.

5. Shop local!
Track down the most popular favorites at all your local haunts and get a little something from each store. Grab the best coffee beans, bagels or doughnuts, deli pickles and a gift certificate for a manicure around town and wrap up everything in a basket or tote to gift to your child’s teacher with a quick note of thanks.

 

Do you know a deserving teacher making a difference for students in your community? Nominate them for Oregon Teacher of the Year at OregonTeacherOfTheYear.org!

—Whitney C. Harris

Stories can be extremely comforting for kids, whether they’re healthy or not. For pediatric patients at MercyOne Des Moines Medical Center in Iowa, having stories read to them helps them feel calm and reminds them that they are not alone.

Hospital employee, Dane Pratt, works as a cardiovascular perfusionist. This means he runs the ECMO machine for patients, like a young 13-month-old boy, Parker who has been hospitalized after contracting two viruses similar to RSV. As he sits with his patients, monitoring their health, Pratt also administers a healthy dose of comfort by reading children’s books to them.

“They can still hear and sometimes it helps to let them know they’re not alone, that someone is there for them,” Pratt told CBS affiliate KCCI.

This simple act of reading can make a tremendous difference for a child and their families. “I had a really scary time when we thought we weren’t going to see another day with Parker and he came to her bedside to read with her,” said Parker’s mother, Cassie Baker. “It just completely melted our hearts.”

Pratt typically checks out books from the library to read to his patients, but now he is reaching out the public for help in securing more books via donation. If you want to donate new or gently used children’s books, please send them to:

MercyOne Des Moines Medical Center
1111 6th Avenue
Des Moines, IA 50314

—Shahrzad Warkentin

Featured photo: kaboompics via Pixabay

 

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My first kid was always a morning person. He’s 10 now and wakes himself up at 5:30 everyday. He get’s himself ready and rarely complains. He is cheery and talkative even if he had a late night. He is like the male version of Snow White–singing with birds in the forest, obnoxiously happy.

Let’s just say he created some really unrealistic expectations for me.

My second kid hates mornings as much as a taco bell janitor hates cleaning toilets after Taco Tuesday.

This is what last school year looked like.

If I could manage to get her up at all she would hide in blankets, stare at me but refuse to talk to me, make a lot of whiney noises, and test every ounce of patience in my entire body.

She could never find clothes to wear, or breakfast to eat or lunch to pack. She often “had a stomach ache,” hated school (she didn’t really), and didn’t have any friends (also not true).

I really did try. I’d try to go in early and snuggle her in the mornings, I’d sing her songs to wake her up or turn on music I knew she loved. I’d try to pick out cute outfits to make it easier for her. But no matter what I tried, she wasn’t interested.

And then it would happen…

I would turn into a “momster.”

I hated who I was when this side came out.

  • Yelling to the point that I was sick of my own voice.
  • Making threats and taking things away.
  • Going off on these long diatribes about how spoiled she was and how kids in other countries would be grateful for her life, or how I would go to jail if she didn’t go to school and she’d have to find a new mom, stuff like that.

I was desperate and nothing ever seemed to work. The few good mornings were tiny miracles that I couldn’t figure out how to duplicate.

Summertime meant our relationship was easier. She slept till 10 a.m. and I was grateful.

This new school year brought on a fresh start and I can finally say…we are doing so much better.

Monday’s are still the hardest, but we figured out a few things that give us more good days than bad.

1. Acknowledging Anxiety.

One day while scrolling through Facebook I saw a headline that said, “Kids don’t say they have anxiety, they say they have a stomach ache.”

My heart sunk. I lost count of the times I had dismissed her “stomach aches” as an excuse to get out of responsibility. I read the article and felt like the worst mom on the planet, but I also felt like I finally had a clue that could help my child and save my sanity. It all made sense. I immediately ordered the book they recommended for helping children understand and work through their worries.

As we read through it together I realized that as much as this described my child, it described me even more. Another gut punch. So a mom with unknown anxiety was trying to get a kid with unknown anxiety to suck it up and take on the world…every morning. A horrible combination.

This was a game-changer for us because it allowed us to both feel seen and gave us the language and understanding to communicate with empathy.  Now, when she says she has a stomach ache, I respond with “What’s troubling you?”  Or she’ll say, “Mom, I have a stomach ache, but not anxiety, a real one, maybe I need to poop.”

2. Soft Transition. I used to let her sleep as long as possible, thinking it would help her wake up in a better mood, but she ended up feeling rushed and overwhelmed and would freeze up. This year, I started getting all of the kids up earlier and letting them watch one show before they have to get ready for the day. We try to keep it educational (Current favs are “The Who Was Show” and “Brain Child” on Netflix). This has made a huge difference. I like to have a few minutes to read a devotional, sip my coffee and journal a bit before the day begins, she just needed the same soft transition.

3. Gratitude Practice. Even though mornings at home were getting better, I noticed that once we got in the car that anxiety would spike back up (especially since her older brother wasn’t at the same school this year to walk in with her). So, we implemented a gratitude practice while we drive. It’s like a game where we take turns sharing things we are grateful for. There is a visible difference in her face before and after we do this. And bonus, I end up a little more cheery too.

We still have good days and bad days, but overall we are both improving in how we deal with each other. I feed my inner “Momster” dark chocolate to keep her from rearing her ugly head and take herbal oil every day to manage my own anxiety so I don’t contribute to hers. Our relationship is not as strained, and that definitely belongs on the gratitude list.

This post originally appeared on Midland Moms Blog.

Nicole is an artist, children's book author, and a free-spirited creator gracefully raising three wild offspring while chasing her bearded husband on his oilfield adventure in Midland, TX. Nicole paints pictures with words and tells stories with art that encourge people to reclaim their maker identity and live a life of colorful authenticity.