Raising Kids With Becca

Yesterday one of my kids decided they would be cranky. When I say cranky, I mean she was like angry bird pumped up adrenaline. At one point I was like, "I don't remember giving birth to this cranky monster? What prompted this? Like all toddler tantrums , this one also seemed to be like, "a whole lot of fuss for nothing." It all started yesterday morning, when I said, "Darling you know what, you need to comb your hair and keep it in place, otherwise your eyesight could go bad." I swear that is all that I said. Hours passed by  and still when she chose to walk with a crows nest over her head, happily playing with her dollies, I told her, "Anna if you don't comb your hair, I'll have to come and do it for you." She hates me doing her hair except when she wants to look "all fancy" for a playdate. She replied, "In a minute".  Hours pass by and I decide that reminder #2 just went out the window, so I sternly told her, &

There are times when I look back and realize how much I have changed as an individual. I had always hated stuff like poo, pee or any other body fluids for that matter. You would consider me, the epitome of lady-like manners. I think it is the process of becoming a mother that changed me inside out! You know what I'm talking about. It's the labor room experience. I hated getting comfortable as my lady parts were out there for the experts to see. The whole of last trimester all I could think about was my modesty. How would I bring myself to do it? However, once the pain hit me, I hardly cared about such trivial matters. Previously, I was anxious about stuff that seemed so stupid. I later thought to myself, why would I put myself through all that mental agony? Once my boo arrived after a long exhausting labor, all I could think about was how blessed I am. It was as if our beautiful family was complete.  Nothing mattered, not even the fact that I was being stitched up

Ever heard of," When life gives you lemons, make lemonade!" What if life hurls rotten lemons at you? Sometimes that's how bad things can get, especially with raising kids. One moment you are ecstatic. The next moment, you just want to go hide in a closet. Remember that time when your kid became unbearable to deal with? Remember the times when they threw the mother of all tantrums as you were trying to drive home safely. Or what about that time when your kid decided to yell, "I hate you." Read about how this mom reminisces about her experience raising children  here . When kids do badly in school or behave badly in a public place, there are fingers pointed, hand-over-mouth gasps and nods of disapproval. A completely honest person will agree that no parent is perfect. There are moments when you just want to crawl into a ball and just go to sleep. Parenting is hard. There could be a zillion reasons for you to feel that life has literally sucked the life out o