In the crook of my arms

Written by Marsha Maung


His head is tilted back, mouth slightly open. His breath is slow and steady and his eyes almost all-closed but slightly open. His neck nestles overrepparttar crook of my arm and I stare at his face as he breathed in and breathed out. A feeling of overwhelming love washed over me. I was totally at peace as I watched my son sleep in my arms.

I must say that there's absolutely nothing quite like it at all.

When was it that he got so big? He's almost too big to fit into my arms as his legs dangled offrepparttar 110413 edge of my other arm. He speaks almost in adult-fashion now but in child lingo. He has masteredrepparttar 110414 art of writing and drawing a very funny and ‘individualistic' sketch ofrepparttar 110415 sun and a smiley face. He is old enough to tell me that his favorite color is red and favorite number is 4. I know I am his mom butrepparttar 110416 effects of being a protector, a caregiver; a mom has never failed to astound me.

Sometimes daily needs outweighrepparttar 110417 needs of our children. Their need to have us by their sides to kissrepparttar 110418 wounds and to healrepparttar 110419 tantrums. They need us – now what else can be more important than that. They need us to tell them that it's OK when others are not nice to them and that they don't have to avengerepparttar 110420 bad behavior of others. They need us to tell them that it's OK to feel bad when they've made a mistake and are asked to say sorry forrepparttar 110421 mistakes. They need us to bring them out inrepparttar 110422 playground and teach them about nature, about living and aboutrepparttar 110423 world. They need us. Period.

There are times that I wonder if I should just give uprepparttar 110424 working arrangement that I have fiercely fought for forrepparttar 110425 past 5 years and go back intorepparttar 110426 rat race. There are weak moments when I wonder if I have donerepparttar 110427 wrong thing and have pampered them by trying to be an overly ‘positive' parent. I wonder too, if my kids are good kids or bad kids. But now I know, there's no such thing as a bad kid; and a good kid is a stroke of luck.

Real Monsters Under Your Bed

Written by Dr George W Graham


There may really be a real monster under your kid’s bed!

Seriously, they could actually be there!

If you are a parent you have heard about monsters underrepparttar bed and inrepparttar 110412 closet. There was even a movie about Monsters coming into kid’s bedrooms throughrepparttar 110413 closet. They were collecting screams, or some such.

There are many unknown underlying problems that can keep a child from wanting to go to bed.

* Mommy and Daddy were sharing cross words just before bed time * Brother Johnny told them they were adopted * Sister Sally toldrepparttar 110414 child about her best friend disappearing one night

All these things can coagulate into monsters.

You could probably write a book aboutrepparttar 110415 different monsters your kids have described.

Bedtime problems are probably right behind “potty training” as a worry factor in your child’s upbringing. Probably as much time is spent by parents on cajoling kids to sleep as any other part of parenting.

And some parents cajole so well. Some do it by fighting withrepparttar 110416 monster.

There is actually a monster-proofing spray you can make for your kids.

It contains: One ounce of peppermint oil [health food store] 16 ounces of water One hair of a dog or cat [check your living room rug] – this is optional

Mix together in a spray bottle. Ifrepparttar 110417 monster is bothering your child, shakerepparttar 110418 bottle [monster antidotes tend to settle inrepparttar 110419 mixture] and spray underrepparttar 110420 bed. And maybe some inrepparttar 110421 closet too [for good measure].

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