First Day Jitters: How to Cope

This is one party I’m not enjoying at all. For several days now, butterflies have been fluttering about and partying like mad inside my stomach. Needless to say, this has caused me gastric discomfort at so many levels. Why am I nervous as hell? Well, aside from attributing it to the fact that I’m a natural worrywart, it’s because the first day of school is just a week away. No, I’m not the one going back to school…it’s my daughter. I’m feeling a hodgepodge of emotions ranging from excitement, to anxiety. My daughter is naturally excited, but luckily, not as jittery as I am.

If your kid is going to school for the first time, or is going to a different school this year, he or she may have the first day jitters as well. How do we, as parents, help them cope with this?

Talking to them is a big help, of course. Condition them as to what going back to school will be like. Since most of them will be reunited with old friends, remind them of that, so they’ll have something to look forward to.

Role-playing might help. Pretend that your child is about to board the school bus, etc. Play the part of her teacher, and enact a classroom scene where each child introduces herself to the class. This would definitely help if she’s the shy type.

If she’s going to a new school, a few days or weeks before, you could take her there, just to get a feel of the environment, sans the mob of students. Show her where her classroom will be, where the playground is, etc. It will help her relax a bit, when school finally opens.

Make sure your kid has everything she needs, and that everything is in good condition. Her school supplies need not be new, but they shouldn’t be too shabby that she’ll end up covering her face out of sheer embarrassment.

Fear of the unknown is a fear shared by most people, young and old. The key to handling this is mental and physical preparedness. Of course, nobody knows what the future holds, but if we do whatever is in our power to anticipate the possible things that could happen, this helps to quell our fears, even just a tad bit.

Marvelous Mother’s Day Goodies

I nearly leapt out of my seat when I heard that there was a package for me. I could hardly contain my excitement as I tore the plastic bag open and unleashed a load of goodies from Bambie of Azumi: My Kawaii Princess’ Story These were what I got for being the 100th follower of her blog. Lucky me! And as fate would have it, she likewise turned out to be my surprise mommy (or secret mommy? I don’t know, I’m confused!) for our PMC (Pinay Mommies Community) Mother’s’ Day card exchange. Here are the card and goodies she gave:

The pop-up card was so adorable. My daughter was even more ecstatic as I was when she saw the stickers and colorful pens. She wasted no time in claiming ownership of these cuties. Oh, and I almost forgot, the biggest one of all, was an Anna Sui bag. I love the design, and it’s big enough to carry all my essentials.

As if that wasn’t enough, I got another surprise in the mail…a Mother’s Day postcard from Mommy Rubz, also of PMC. I didn’t like it, I loved it!

Since I became a mom 5 years ago, this is the first time I’ve ever gotten Mother’s Day cards, really! I feel so blessed to be part of, what I’d like to call, “The Sisterhood of Blogging Pants”
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Motherhood: how do I measure up?

On a scale of 1-10 (10 being the highest), how do I rate myself as a mom? I am almost tempted to give myself an actual rating, but I do not want to risk raising eyebrows. A low number would signify lack of confidence, while a high number would seem as if I believe too much in my abilities as a mother. So, to play it safe, I guess it would be best just not to rate myself :)

If I were to personally assess my capabilities as a mother, I would say that it truly is a never-ending learning process. It’s something you couldn’t get a PhD for, as you may turn old and gray and still feel like it was only yesterday when you first learned how to change a baby’s diapers.

In this realm called motherhood, I am both a student and a teacher. We teach best what we most need to know, right? If I were to rate myself, there would be days when I’d give myself a staggering 10, and on other days, I’d give myself a measly 2. In this world where the constant thing is change, my “motherhood morale” goes through fluctuations as well.

I guess, other moms also find it hard to rate themselves. It is maybe something which is better left for others to decide. Opinions vary from various perspectives, anyway.

This is my entry for When SAHMone speaks:
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ME too!

What does it truly mean to have “me” time? Simply put, it’s making time for yourself, away from the usual demands of everyday life (work, kids, your spouse/partner, household chores). It’s about pursuing your interests and enriching yourself in the process.

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Singular Strength

Nothing worries me more, as a mom, than to see my slightly feverish 5-yr old daughter coughing endlessly in the middle of the night.  Witnessing my precious jewel having difficulty breathing as she struggles to get some shut-eye just breaks my heart.  Times like these, I wish it was I suffering instead of her.  No sane mother would want to see her child go through anything which is even just a tad bit difficult and painful.    And yet, we moms have to suffer as well, witnessing them cry and writhe in pain as they go through such an ordeal.

How do we cope in a situation like this?  First, it helps that we get at least emotional support from our husband or partner.  It would be good if our hubby took turns with us in pacifying our little one, thus decreasing the imminent possibility of us getting heavier eye bags and darker under-eye circles.  Not to mention, the probability of severe crankiness as we go about our workday the next morning.

Well, in my case, I am a single mom, so I have to do it all on my own.  I just draw strength from the very person who needs me the most- my daughter.  I call on the powers that be to give me supernatural strength and the willpower to surpass obstacles like these.  Because if I give up, my kid could turn into a lost cause.  Seeing her picture on a cereal box is the last thing on my mind.

Being a single mom does entail tremendous emotional and, not to mention, physical strength.  We have to inevitably take on the job of two parents in rearing a child.  Children don’t come with a set of instructions, so for the most part, we learn as we go along.

At the end of the day, hearing your kid say “I love you, mama!” as she hugs you like there’s no tomorrow makes it all worth it.