tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20484098639663333022024-03-13T10:30:29.318-07:00A Mom's Heart and SoulThe realities of raising four children are brought to life through, "A Mom's Heart and Soul." Laugh with me. Cry with me. Learn with me and grow with me on this great adventure we call motherhood...raising4http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864219250685678807noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048409863966333302.post-9160128345191685012007-02-14T21:14:00.000-08:002007-02-14T21:25:39.994-08:00My oldest daughter is quite the unintentional comedian.Just a few months ago, she decided that she wanted her "independence."In an attempt to persuade me to allow her to do more things on her own, she threw herself on my bed, began kicking her legs in a tantrum, cried and yelled, "I'm not a baby! Why won't you let me do what I want? I just want my independence!"I was a little shocked at her raising4http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864219250685678807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048409863966333302.post-14728995798232020112007-02-13T19:19:00.000-08:002007-02-13T19:20:26.746-08:00Keeping up with sick children. Check back tomorrow.raising4http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864219250685678807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048409863966333302.post-59904308837318938782007-02-11T18:42:00.000-08:002007-02-11T19:14:23.450-08:00I knew she was different...When my second daughter was an infant, I had that gut feeling that something just wasn't right.I don't know how to explain it, but she was different...It may sound strange for a parent to say this, but she was too good.I took her to see doctors, but they thought I was just worrying too much. They were wrong...My little girl had a variety of problems that should have been diagnosed way before theyraising4http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864219250685678807noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048409863966333302.post-6935842476907674322007-02-10T17:33:00.000-08:002007-02-09T13:46:56.204-08:00Talk about causing a scene!It's that time of the year again. You know, the time for colds, stomach viruses, the flu, and other such dreaded miseries. It's bad enough if you are the unfortunate victim of illness, but it's even worse when your child is sick.First, your heart goes out to them. No decent mother wants to watch her child suffer with illnesses. I don't know about you, but I often catch myself wishing that I raising4http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864219250685678807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048409863966333302.post-15832291241738828972007-02-07T20:58:00.000-08:002007-02-07T22:03:47.585-08:00Stay-at-home Mom vs. Working MomThrough the years I've walked many paths of motherhood.I've been the young mother, scared and alone. I've been the single parent trying to raise healthy, happy children. I've been the mother who had to work two jobs to make ends meet. I've been the mother who worked those jobs and went to school at the same time. I've been the mother who met an amazing man, fell in love and got married. I've beenraising4http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864219250685678807noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2048409863966333302.post-77108582133457832042007-01-31T22:36:00.000-08:002007-02-01T22:36:08.509-08:00It's the Little Blessings that CountIsn't it strange how children can push you to the point of almost breaking, but then, without effort, they can make your heart leap with joy?On those days when I'm drowning in an ocean of children and their issues, I try to remind myself of what I know to be the truth...Every mother knows that it's not easy raising children. In fact, many of us would say that it's the most difficult job in the raising4http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864219250685678807noreply@blogger.com0