Mother’s Day is this Sunday. What does Mother’s Day stir up in you? Before becoming a mother myself, it only sparked joy. Well, that “only” doesn’t include those awful teenage years where I felt apathetic at my best and distaste at my worst towards my own mom. Aside from those ugly years, this Sunday on the calendar always makes me smile. The mothers in my life and the children that made me a mother myself overwhelm me with gratitude for God’s kindness, but this is the first Mothers Day approaching with a tinge of sadness. Last Mothers Day, I was pregnant with our third baby. This Mothers Day, that baby is in heaven and I’m still not sure when another child will call me Mama again.
Something I enjoyed most about the Peaceful Press Homeschool curriculum is being exposed to new books I otherwise may never have found. Each day has a heavy emphasis on reading and let me tell you, my kids are readers through and through. (And when I say readers, I guess I mean ask-for-me-to-read-ers until they memorize it.) I always take note of the book they want to read over and over, especially when it isn’t a superhero book, to track what’s getting their attention and peaking their curiosity. Here were our favorite books from last year.
Screen Time feels like a hot topic as soon as kids enter the toddler phase. I’ve received the question countless times in the past few years and it’s one I can’t quite put a finger on why we’re all so curious about it. I love learning how another mom manages screen time. I think it gives a behind-the-veil peek into family life and the nosey part of me is all for that. On a deeper level, though, I believe we want to do that age old “match a mom” thing. A mom you admire doesn’t own a TV or allow any screens for her kids? Suddenly you’re rethinking what works for your family. A mom you admire is cool with all.the.screentime? Then and only then do you feel “freedom” to do the same. Does this sound familiar?
I’ll never forget the first time I made an Amazon Prime purchase. I was 20 weeks pregnant and had heard so many moms say this was “the key” with harsh emphasis on “key” so I took their word for it. A yellow baby bath sponge and some swaddles showed up two days later. It was magic. I was hooked. While I’ve been no stranger to a brown prime box on my doorstep, these past few months have ramped up the arrivals a bit since we had 20+ hour of road trip time, a mini-move and a school switch. Here are a few of my more recent purchases plus a couple old favorites just for good measure:
I found out I was pregnant with Keogena a week before Oshiolema’s first birthday. They’re exactly 20 months apart which means Oshiolema was very used to having me all to himself by the time she was born but also, he doesn’t remember life without her. They definitely bug each other and get on each other’s nerves daily but above all they are the very best of friends. While they don’t always act it out, they know what we expect of them as brother and sister which boils down to this: love the Lord your God with all your heart, soul, mind and strength and love your neighbor as yourself. Here are the ways we’ve encouraged that sweet sibling relationship from the start.
In December, I took the kids to the trampoline park. We wind up there often, especially after particularly challenging or exciting weeks. After wandering around the trampolines, dodgeball areas and foam pit, Lema ended up at the basketball station. He walked up next to the single file line of big boys and stood next to them. I yelled to him, “Lema! You’ve gotta hop in line, bud!” He looked at me like he does many times throughout the day. It’s a look that says “what do you mean?” That’s when it clicked for me. My three year old has never had to stand in line before. It wasn’t a great feeling.