My four year old daughter has an imaginary friend. Her name changes often and so does where she live. She talks about all the fun stuff she does with this friend and recently decided that she is her cousin ( she only has two cousins and they both boys ). This friend of hers likes everything she likes, she wears princess dresses all the time, never has to eat something she does not to travel the world but has a pet dragon and lives a very adventurous life.
So, is this normal behavior for a child? The answer is yes. It actually means your child is creative and often times they use an imaginary friend has they learn about good and bad. An example of this could be that your child might blame an accident, such as spilling there drink on their friend. Destiny has done this a couple times, we do not make a big deal of it, have her clean up her mess and move on. She has also tried to get away with something ( like watching a show she knows we don’t like her watch ) by telling us her friend does it. We simply remind of the house rules and let it go.
Everything I have read on imaginary friends has said that kids
Posted 11-30-2011 at 11:39 AM by Krista
Often when I was growing up I would hear my dad say that he wanted better for his kids than he had growing up. My dad was the oldest of five children, and the household of seven lived off my grandfather’s $75 a month pay from the Army. They lived very hand-to-mouth, and as a result, my father only wanted one child. He and my mother had two. He wanted to be able to provide a better life for my sister and I than he had had growing up, and for him, that meant financial security.
I guess it’s different for us all. Yes, as a result of living under my Daddy’s penny pinching ways, I too worry about money. However, more than that I want to create a loving, nurturing home. I have already taken a step toward that by staying home to raise my girls. Unfortunately, my mom and dad both had to work when I was growing up. I want to focus on family meal times, and making our home a sanctuary where everyone can leave their problems at the door and feel secure within.
My husband wants my girls to be able to have anything their little hearts desire.
As if I didn’t have enough going on in my life, with writing, sewing, cooking, cleaning, driving, parenting, nursing, not sleeping … last night as I went to bed I noticed a certain rawness in my throat. Sure enough, when I woke up for good this morning I confirmed that I had a bug.
I can’t define which bug it is, but it’s pretty yukky. I have felt a lot worse and I have felt a million times better. My throat is a little sore but I have a major headache and feel very run down. I hope that if I take it easy today I will chase it off quickly, but until then I’m going to try to chug water, take some extra vitamin D and rest as much as possible.
Every mom feels this way — mothers should not be allowed to get sick. My children’s needs do not change because I feel awful, or may be contagious, or cannot deal with sitting up or, God forbid, standing up. I still will need to breastfeed on demand my toddler while reading books to her and making sure she does not kill herself. I will still need to make sure my older children are fed and their homework done, although they will be a huge help to me today because they are older. I may or may not get the many projects completed that I have started.
I will be a manager today, instead of a hands-on worker. I will make an easy, yet delicious, dinner. I will drink a cup of tea, or two. I will sit here with my laptop if I don’t have anyone climbing on me. I will wish I had a TV in the living room, even though I’m really glad that I don’t. I may, in fact, watch a movie, which I never do.
How do you deal with your regular life when you’re sick?
About Monica: Monica has been writing professionally since 2000 and has two published books — Teach Your Baby to Sign and Baby Talk. Her writing appears in a number of websites. The mother of four children, Monica is a cloth diaper and natural parenting enthusiast. She also sews custom fleece soakers, shorties, skirties and longies at Mama Bird.
Posted 11-30-2011 at 11:25 AM by Mel
Last week my sister sent me an email asking me to sign up for Superpoints.com. I called and talked to her and she said she had just joined because her friend was doing so well at it. It’s been less than a week now and she’s already earned $20 in Amazon.com gift cards! How crazy is that?! It sounds like it is a quick, legit, easy way to earn a little bit of extra money. I’m hoping to use my points to buy Amazon.com gift cards to purchase Christmas presents!
I have decided to join and I’m hoping that I do as well as my sister has!
The only downfall I see so far is that each referral code can be used only once, so it’s a bit more work to invite people. However, I think it is worth it as the points stack up quickly. Update: everyone has their own referral code now! Woohoo!!
You can do special offers, watch videos, complete surveys, and click the Super Lucky Button (how many times you get to click it each day is determined by your member status). Once you join be sure to verify
Since finding out our two year old daughter had lead poisoning we have had a lead inspector out to go through the house and see if we could find the possible source. He did find lead in a few places in our house. He found high levels of lead on our windows, front porch, basement and outside. We have been working on renovating our house on the inside and outside so we are pretty sure she found paint chips outside and that is what caused it.
We are planning on working on getting rid of all the lead paint within the next year. The windows have already been replaced, we had already ordered new windows before we even knew there was lead paint on them. The lead on the outside will be gone in the spring when we finish painting the garage and sheds. The front porch and basement are going to be the hardest to deal with. We are hoping not to have to strip all the old paint off the walls in front porch, the lead inspector told us we can paint over it and if we kept it in good shape then it is safe. The basement will be painted over also and the wood on the stairs will be replaced.
We got Kairi to a specialist at a near by children’s hospital, they had to redraw her blood. Poor girl had to have it done first because the first time they blew her vein. I hated doing it to her, she cried so hard. I think this has been harder on
Posted 11-28-2011 at 10:55 AM by HollyRay
No, not my pirate booty, my actual booty.
The child inside of me hates me. I swear she does. She sits just right so I cannot stand without pain and I cannot sit without my butt going numb. I look like an elephant, and when I sit/lay comfortably I give an amazing impression of a beached whale. I’m only 33 weeks, shouldn’t I still be in “oh I’m going to have another baby!” bliss?
Pregnancy never seems to go how we expected. The insane amount of changes that happen over roughly 40 weeks can take a toll on the body and by the time we hit the 3rd trimester that butterfly in the stomach joy over the BFP can fade and suddenly we are emotionally charged, walking planets. People rub our belly and pity our hugeness, sharing with us the least tactful expressions about our size. Forget shaving the bikini line properly, you have to be able to see it in order to care anymore. Most clothes don’t fit, and those that do only add to the “I want this baby out NOW” appearance. Then to top if off my rear is in constant pain as my hips widen a little more to prepare to have this baby.
Posted 11-28-2011 at 10:15 AM by Krista
You know when you’re in school, and you find that special friend and vow to be best friends forever? Depending on your age, you might have even worn friendship bracelets, or necklaces and signed your letter “BFFA” to cement the relationship. You promised that you’d go to the same college, and raise your kids together, and live happily ever after…
It’s funny, but I find that for a lot of women the best friend relationship is almost as important as the one they share with their spouse. And while the above statements may not fit your friendship exactly, I’m sure some of the sentiments were the same.
In elementary school I met a pretty, smart, sweet girl that was crazy about God. We were very close for a number of years—her family invited me along on trips and her dad even called introduced me to people as his “other daughter”. Then, as all friendships do, we slowly drifted apart. We were going to different schools, didn’t know any of the same people anymore, and had less in less in common. Phone calls became occasional, where we’d discuss whatever she’d called for, and then find we had nothing to say to one another.
Posted 11-27-2011 at 01:45 PM by Krista
Did you know that children with parents that are overweight are more likely to be overweight themselves? Obesity is a disease that kills. It is estimated that 300,000 deaths occur each year due to obesity related incidents (such as heart attack or congestive heart failure). None of us is unaware that it has become a problem in America—it is probably one of the most talked about problems that we face today.
The reason that I mention this is because I struggle with weight. My mother and sister have always been skinny minnies, so to speak. My mom and sister could share clothes when I was in high school, but I was always a few sizes above them. I never, ever wore a size 0, like my sister. In fact, during one point of her life a size 0 was actually too large. What a problem to have, right?
After I got married I got diagnosed with PCOS, which can attribute to sudden weight gain (try sixty pounds in one year!) and an inability to lose weight. It seemed like no matter what I did, I couldn’t get the pounds to shake off. One week I’d try something on and it would fit perfectly. Literally the next week it wouldn’t zip. PCOS is a hormonal imbalance which can cause your body to “forget” how a female is supposed to process sugars (your body produces more testosterone) resulting in weight gain, and/or difficulty in losing those stubborn pounds.
I’m 37 years old and have recently began to notice that I just don’t work the way I used to. Actually, my fourth pregnancy (she was born when I was 35) taught me this all to well. Even though I was spared of morning sickness (which I had horribly with my 3rd child), I was sick in so many other ways. By the end of the pregnancy I could barely move around, and I worked (albeit part-time) until 2 days before she was born. I had trouble with my heart rate and was hospitalized at one point because of it. I failed my first gestational diabetes screening test for the very first time (passed the second thankfully) and retained water like crazy.
And I felt a lot better after her birth, but the interceding months have just added aches and pains where I didn’t used to have them.
I don’t find my bed comfortable at all and have trouble walking (I mean seriously? LOL!) when I first get out of bed because my back is all jacked up. When I sit on the floor with the little one, I actually have trouble getting up. I twisted my ankle several years ago leaving a Kansas City Royals game — it still bothers me.
It’s distressing to realize that I’m just not as young as I used to be and I have to work harder to not feel terrible all the time. I am hoping to instill in my children to start off better and not live a life dedicated to junk food which I am trying to break free of at the moment. I really think my diet has dealt
Breastfeeding in public continues to be a pretty hot button topic. It seems like every couple months of so you hear another story about a mother being kicked out of a restaurant or businesses for doing so.
I think the things that bothers me the most is the fact that a bottle fed baby can get their meal in public and no one bats an eye. Why shouldn’t a breastfed baby have the same rights? I have never seen a public restroom I would dream of feeding my child in. I know a lot of women feel more comfortable using a cover and that is fine but not something I do either.I have always been able to nurse using my sling, nursing tops and even just regular tshirts and you can see little to no skin at all.
I myself have gotten nasty look and heard nasty comments about nursing in public. I know when my third child was just shy of a year old we went to the zoo. Everyone was oooing and awwing over a mother seal nursing her pup, one woman in particular was snapping pictures and telling her kids how cute it was so I found it pretty amusing when not even 15 minuets later when I sat down to nurse my daughter that same women loudly said to the other adult she was with, “Geeze, why do women think they have to do that in public,” and then gave me a dirty look. I just rolled my eyes and kept doing what I was doing.