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Winter Gear for Sports Parents

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September 23, 2024 By Jennifer Lambert 3 Comments

I am not made for cold weather.

Many sports begin in one season and end in another. Often, there is wind and rain, even sleet or snow at the beginning of baseball season! Sometimes, it seems as if that is the same day.

I recently wrote about Summer Gear for Sports Parents. Obviously heat can be dangerous and we need to make sure we stay cool with rising temperatures. But being cold is miserable.

I want to support and cheer for my kids while staying warm and dry.

I’ve loved seeing my kids play soccer and baseball and do ice skating. I’m so proud of all they have tried and learned and how they continue to improve in their endeavors.

Baseball is normally a warm weather sport, but there have been times in early spring or late fall that have been miserably cold and wuthery. Also, ice skating rinks are often very cold for spectators. I like being prepared and staying warm.

Winter Gear for Sports Parents

Clothing

  • Under Armour ColdGear
  • Warm hats
  • Screen-friendly gloves

Blankets

  • 4-in-1 Waterproof Large Outdoor Blanket
  • Hooded Stadium Blanket
  • Wearable Blanket
  • Portable Heated Blanket

Tents

  • Tent Pod For 3-4 People
  • WeatherPod

Seating

  • Plush Camping Chair
  • Camp Chair with Heating Pad

Warmers

  • Rechargeable Hand Warmer
  • Sports Hand Warmer (like a muff)
  • HotHands Hand Warmers

Snacks and Drinks

  • THERMOS Stainless King 40 oz
  • THERMOS FUNTAINER 10 oz
  • Stanley Classic
  • Stanley Stay-Hot Camp Crock

I don’t like being cold and I am not made for winter. These items help me to cheer on the sidelines for my kids playing sports in cold weather.

Do you have tips for cold weather gear?

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Bombarded with Ads

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September 9, 2024 By Jennifer Lambert 8 Comments

We are ravaged by advertisements – everywhere, all the time, all at once.

It’s often difficult for kids to discern what’s real, good, wholesome, worthwhile.

It’s even getting harder for adults not to get swept up in the idyllic reality that ads portray.

Most families have computers, video game consoles, radio, TVs, satellite services, tablets, smart phones.

And on all those devices, subscriptions, and services are ads, ads, ads.

It was just a few years ago that we didn’t even have a TV and the kids were too young for phones. I monitored very closely what we consumed on computers and tablets. Ads didn’t seem to be as much of a problem then.

The kids didn’t get phones or social media until they were 13-14 years old. I don’t use monitoring apps or software. I don’t make them work for screen access.

If they don’t learn how to manage their own screen behaviors now, how can I expect them to as adults or in other aspects of their lives? We have constant discussions about safety and healthy online activities.

I desperately try to keep up-to-date on the newest and latest trends so I am aware of the dangers and exposures. Sometimes, my kids aren’t interested in the fads.

Who protects us?

In the United States, advertisements marketed to children were limited between 1946 and 1983. With the Children’s Television Act, which was introduced in 1990, and strengthened in August 1996, legislation once again became stricter.

In the United Kingdom, Greece, Denmark, and Belgium advertising to children is restricted. In Norway, Sweden and the Canadian province of Quebec, advertising to children under the age of twelve is illegal.

I remember all the ads targeting children when I watched Saturday morning cartoons or shows after school. There were even more ads after we got cable when I was a teen. But I knew these were ads. I knew they were products to be purchased in a store – cereal, toys, candy, snacks, tangible things.

Many of the ads we are constantly exposed to now are not tangible – they’re crypto currency, betting sites, debt consolidation, paycheck advances, online puzzles and games – with in-app purchases, eBooks, webinars, online programming, podcasts, and other electronic products and services.

I’ve noticed lately that the ads are getting sneakier. They look like game updates or prompts that you have to click through to continue playing or watching. They’re getting more and more subtle to trick us into clicking.

I’m tired of all the Temu, gambling, and Experian video ads. It didn’t used to be this way. I can’t even view the weather without waiting minutes to get through the dumb ads.

Many blogs and “news” sites have really ridiculous popup ads that make it frustrating to click through to just read the thing. I’m sorry if this blog has popups and annoying ads. I do try to fix the settings, but they keep updating faster than I can keep up.

And to make it even worse, we have to click multiple X’s to get back to our game or show, and they seem to get smaller and smaller and harder to find within the ad. Is that the tiny close button in the top right corner and the same color as the screen image? If our fingertip even slightly misses the mark, the ad opens to a purchase site or popup box. And often that is difficult to close too. It’s so frustrating.

How do we protect ourselves and our families from ads?

If we don’t pay close attention or encrypt our devices with multiple layers of passcode protection, we or our kids could accidentally purchase ridiculous items or services or extras we have no need or use for – and there are no refunds.

It’s easy to unsubscribe from emails or snail mail ads. I love when I can skip commercials while watching a movie or show, but that’s getting less and less possible. We can sometimes pause our show, but it makes us still watch the ads if we resume it.

With all the streaming services and interruptions with so many obnoxious ads every few minutes, I long for the old days of simple network and cable TV. What has even happened to YouTube? It’s terrible!

Most online ads target us directly from online algorithms based on our search and social media history. This makes us more willing to click through or view the adverts or even make a purchase. Some of us are more susceptible than others.

Holiday displays and ads seem to begin earlier and earlier each year. Even my teen daughter noticed that Halloween stuff starts immediately or simultaneously with back-to-school time. This is surely about capitalism and attempts to stretch the seasons for more money making opportunities.

We’ve experienced cultural shifts due to advertisements.

We have holidays and traditions based on ads in recent decades. Every week, I go to the grocery store, and there are ads about a new holiday I’ve never heard of and themed flowers and sweets they’re urging us to purchase in a front display.

What we can do to protect our families from ads

Remove apps

With multiple devices, I often curate apps and use my tablet just for reading or watching shows. I remove shopping apps from phones and tablets which helps reduce temptation.

Unsubscribe

Manage emails, texts, digital footprints that target us. Sure, we often get a coupon or discount for inputting our email or cell number. But, it’s easy to forget to unsubscribe later.

Pass protection

Make sure sensitive information is protected with passcodes or other identifiers. With each new software update, device settings seem to get more complicated and harder to find and fix everything where I want it. I don’t want surprise in-app purchases or items delivered that I didn’t even know had been bought.

Educate ourselves and our kids

My kids are learning what ads are and how insidious they can sometimes look. They are camouflaged within the apps and games and they know not to click those or ask for me to pay for these extras. Update ad settings on social media and apps to make sure there is nothing inappropriate coming through.

Purchase ad-free upgrades on games or streaming services

This is probably the easiest option, but it can get pricy. We have to keep up with the newest technology and figure out what is worth it for us. It’s a good option for less worry.

With so much new technology, we must be diligent to protect our families as we enjoy the conveniences.

Resources:

  • Amusing Ourselves to Death by Neil Postman
  • American Girls: Social Media and the Secret Lives of Teenagers by Nancy Jo Sales
  • Disconnected: Youth, New Media, and the Ethics Gap by Carrie James
  • Alone Together: Why We Expect More from Technology and Less from Each Other by Sherry Turkle
  • It’s Complicated: The Social Lives of Networked Teens by danah boyd
  • iGen: Why Today’s Super-Connected Kids Are Growing Up Less Rebellious, More Tolerant, Less Happy–and Completely Unprepared for Adulthood–and What That Means for the Rest of Us by Jean M. Twenge, PhD
  • The Anxious Generation: How the Great Rewiring of Childhood Is Causing an Epidemic of Mental Illness by Jonathan Haidt
  • Last Child in the Woods: Saving Our Children From Nature-Deficit by Richard Louv
  • Simplicity Parenting: Using the Extraordinary Power of Less to Raise Calmer, Happier, and More Secure Kids by Kim John Payne and Lisa M. Ross
  • Hands Free Life: Nine Habits for Overcoming Distraction, Living Better, and Loving More by Rachel Macy Stafford
  • Hands Free Mama: A Guide to Putting Down the Phone, Burning the To-Do List, and Letting Go of Perfection to Grasp What Really Matters! by Rachel Macy Stafford

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Favorite Baseball Gear

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July 22, 2024 By Jennifer Lambert 4 Comments

My son has been playing baseball since he was a toddler.

He moved up from TBall to coach pitch to rec kid pitch to elite travel ball.

He’s played fall ball and attended camps and training days and prospect days and takes private lessons for pitching and hitting.

He lives and breathes for baseball.

I’ve witnessed him grow and learn and excel and fail. We’ve had great coaches and bad coaches and indifferent and reluctant coaches. We’ve played on “Daddy Ball” teams and he tried out for teams that didn’t choose him for whatever reason and he’s had a team dissolved after he played a season.

He’s chosen to stay on a D2 team for three years now because the coaching is consistent and fair and kind. He’s had invitations and opportunities to try out or play for other organizations and teams and he’s come home to say that he won’t continue that route.

I am so proud that he has integrity.

He’s a leader for his team, taking care of his teammates if they get injured, sick, hot, hungry, thirsty, or discouraged while always cheering loudly for all their individual and team successes.

Our favorite baseball gear:

  • Utility Tote
  • Baseball Blanket

Decor

  • Rhinestone Clay Beads for necklaces – for making team color necklaces
  • Number Necklace
  • Baseball Display Case – for game balls and signed souvenir balls
  • Baseball Bat Display Case

Training

  • Crossover Cords for warmups
  • pindaloo Original Skill Game for coordination
  • Plyometric Weighted Balls
  • Retrospec Grip Steel Club Strength Training
  • Hand Grip Strengthener Kit
  • Balance Board
  • Ankle Weights

Game Gear

  • Compression Padded Sliding Shorts
  • Rawlings Athletic Socks
  • Compression Sleeve with UV Protection
  • New Balance FuelCell Metal Cleats
  • Boombah Turf Shoes
  • Cooling Towels
  • Junk Headbands
  • Elbow Guard
  • ThumbPro
  • Spiderz Batting Gloves
  • Dirty South Bats
  • Louisville Slugger Bats

Recovery

  • Slant Board
  • Intensity Twin Stim
  • Shoulder Ice Pack
  • Foot Spa

My son needs new cleats and turf shoes every year. He needs a different bat this year and whew are those expensive. The gloves and pads and protective gear wears out quickly.

There are lots of various gear for sports and fitness. I’m glad my other kids don’t play team sports with lots of gear!

What is your favorite sports gear?

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Summer Gear for Sports Parents

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July 15, 2024 By Jennifer Lambert 9 Comments

I grew up in a world where only rich kids played sports or did activities before junior high.

While I longed to dance ballet, learn horseback riding, take piano and art lessons, those opportunities were not accessible to me.

I’ve reluctantly been a sports parent since my eldest was a toddler.

I wanted to offer as many opportunities to my kids as I could, so they could eventually choose what they loved. I never forced my kids to participate, but we encouraged them to finish out the season or lesson period.

I’m not a stage mom or whatever.

Liz hated TBall from the moment we signed her up and we didn’t bother forcing it or the other to play. Alex lives and breathes baseball. All my kids tried gymnastics and Tori excels at aerial arts. All my kids tried soccer and Liz and Akantha loved it until about age 12, when it became increasingly competitive. Liz and Tori loved track, but injuries forced them to quit. We took some very informal homeschool figure skating lessons years ago, and Akantha fell in love with it and takes lessons for the past few years.

I don’t post much about my kids online anymore, but I wish I could brag about how well they do in our homeschool, in college, in their activities and sports! I am a very proud parent.

Many evenings and weekends are spent at lessons, practices, and tournaments. I want to stay cool and not get overheated when there is often nary a breeze or shade. I have to monitor my coach husband and son out there on the field and in the dugout to make sure they are managing to stay cool.

Baseball is usually a warm weather sport. We have had some games in early spring and during fall season play that are quite chilly and wuthery. But, usually, we have to find ways to stay cool in summer during baseball practices, games, tournaments, and camps.

Summer Gear for Sports Parents

Wagons

Wagons are pretty essential to haul all the gear from the minivan or SUV to the field and dugout and bleachers. I’ve seen some fantastic wagons that do double duty as child strollers and tables and more.

  • Foldable Double Decker Wagon
  • Foldable Extended Wagon
  • Collapsible Wagon Cart with Storage

Sun Protection

  • Sunscreen – Alba is our favorite brand
  • Hats – Sports Sun Visor, PonyFlo cap, Boonie hats
  • UV blocking shirts
  • Athletic Sunglasses: Under Armour, Pit Viper, and more

Shade

Many families invest in shade tents and they certainly help and can be shared with family and friends.

  • Sport-Brella
  • Popup Canopies
  • E-Z Up Canopies

Seating

I love a rocking chair and I love chairs with sunshades and cup holders.

  • GCI Pod Rocker
  • GCI Pod Rocker with Sunshade
  • GCI Outdoor Rocker Camping Chair
  • Hammock Camp Chair
  • Director’s Chair with Foldable Side Table

Cooling Towels and More

  • Neck Cooling Tube
  • Cooling Towels
  • Cooling Neck Wraps

Fans

  • Portable Personal Neck Fan
  • Portable Clip on Fan
  • RYOBI 18-Volt ONE+ Bucket Top Misting Fan Kit

Snacks and Drinks

  • Our favorite water bottle is the Under Armour 64oz Playmaker Sport Jug
  • Snackle Box
  • 40 oz Tumbler with Handle
  • Liquid I.V.® Hydration Multipliers
  • My favorite coolers are hard rollers – Coleman Portable Rolling Cooler and Igloo Profile Hard Coolers
  • Igloo 5 Gallon Beverage Cooler
  • YETI Tundra Haul Portable Wheeled Cooler

These items have been great for the boys on the team, and for the coaches, parents, families, and friends to stay cool during hot summer games and tournaments.

What’s your favorite tip to stay cool?

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Childcare Crisis

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May 20, 2024 By Jennifer Lambert 11 Comments

My parents never engaged a babysitter for me.

I remember going to after school daycare for a few months after my mother returned to work when I was about ten to eleven years old. I begged to be a latchkey kid and they finally relented.

I remember babysitting for neighbors when I was probably about twelve years old. The couple left for a very long time and there were at least four kids under age nine. There was no food in that house. This was in 1988. There was no cable TV, no internet.

The eldest child told me I could get more money if I cleaned up. I swept their kitchen. There wasn’t much to clean. There wasn’t much to do. I felt responsible for keeping those kids safe and occupied. I remember spinning them on the floor in a papasan. The little one started crying because she was hungry. I traipsed all of them next door to my house and I asked my parents for a banana or something to feed that child. They soon moved away and I worry about them still.

I babysat for neighbors all throughout my teens, mostly good experiences that paid well for very little effort. Often, I would arrive as the babies or children were getting ready for bedtime. As I became more experienced, I would feed and ready kids for bed, then read or watch TV. I never felt comfortable eating the snacks or drinking the soda or whatever the parents left for me. Often the dads would drive me home, even though I was perfectly capable of walking.

I paid maybe $350/month for full-time daycare and preschool for my daughter when I was a teacher in Georgia in the early 2000s. Shoutout to Ms. Divina and Mrs. Kristie!

We had a lovely babysitter, Erin, when we lived in Hawaii and we paid her well and our kids loved her and she loved my kids. I trusted her. It was only a few times in the evenings so my husband and I could go out.

Since we homeschool, we never needed to worry about regular child care. I can’t imagine having to pay for regular childcare for my four kids. Thankfully, they’re all teens and young adults now.

When my eldest daughter became a teen, I was worried about having her babysit. She wanted to make her own money and there aren’t many ways for tweens and teens to do that, and certainly not in another country. We lived in Germany at the time, so the only families she babysat for were other American military families who lived on the nearby bases. We signed up for a babysitter training day with the Red Cross. They certify kids over age twelve in CPR and basic child care.

Unfortunately, I ended that little job when a mother required my fifteen-year-old daughter to babysit her special needs medically fragile epileptic toddler – with no instructions, no access to a phone or communications, no medical expertise, and no emergency information – for $5/hour. I imagined horror stories if something happened to that baby and my daughter couldn’t contact someone.

When we moved back to the States, to Ohio, I realized that few parents are willing to pay well for childcare – $5 was the norm per kid – and my teens were expected to cook, supervise those meals, clean up from meals and play, sometimes bathe, and get kids in bed and asleep – before the parents returned. My teens babysat a couple times before deciding it wasn’t worth the effort.

A local pastor did pay my teen about $10-20 an hour for one vegan toddler, but they had two rambunctious dogs, so she chose not to continue that business deal after a couple times – because of the untrained dogs.

During the pandemic quarantine, I noticed so many parents realizing that is not feasible to work from home, have their children learn online at home, and also care for homes. I do understand that if a model is working or at least familiar, and then that is removed, it is very stressful. So many families couldn’t get any child care when they returned to work. Other families couldn’t pay for child care if their jobs were terminated.

There is a childcare crisis in this country.

Children delight me with their brazenness and eye contact and how they say and do the most unexpected things. They cannot and should not be controlled. So many children are destroyed by school systems and societal systems and religious systems, by those same system values perpetuated at home. The system is broken and is working exactly as it was designed to work.

I see oodles of posts in the city and mommy Facebook groups begging for babysitters, nannies, and whatnot – all year long, but especially now that it’s spring and summer is looming. These parents are desperate for camps, nannies, day care, something – for their children over summer while they are at work.

Some of the posts are interesting and the requirements are a bit outrageous.

I’m sure these parents are super nice. I wonder if it’s even worth the money.

It’s normal and natural that people want the most value for the least money. But a true caregiver has to be insured and have some kind of access to social benefits. For most, it is just a glorified part time job for cash.

Babysitting seems like a normal, acceptable, easy job for a teen or college student, young mother, retired mom or grandma. I think it’s problematic that care giving is often one of few jobs available for women.

I don’t want to be responsible for someone else’s children in my house, yard, car, at a pool, amusement park, restaurant. I don’t really want my kids to be responsible for someone else’s children. We live in too much of a litigious society.

I have witnessed things, y’all. In these days of ring doorbells and nanny living room cameras, it’s just someone’s word against a kid’s. Who will the parent believe? And I see and hear what these kids say and do in the streets, y’all. Whew.

I’m sure many don’t think of the worrisome situations that I do. I wouldn’t want to be liable and I sure don’t want my kids to be liable in case something happened with these children on their watch.

Childcare in Crisis: Ohio

  • Ohio now has the lowest eligibility for Publicly Funded Child Care in the country for kids 0 to 5. North Carolina, who previously held last place, updated their eligibility to 200% FPL for children 0-5 in July of 2023, leaving Ohio in last place for the same age group at 145% FPL.
  • Between 2019 and 2021 (the most recent figure available), the number of children benefiting from publicly funded childcare in Ohio dropped by 28,697, from 172,585 children to 143,888. Publicly funded childcare enrollment peaked seven years ago in 2017 at 181,122 and has declined since.
  • From 2017 to 2022, the number of childcare workers in Ohio dropped by 35.89%, with the biggest decrease of nearly 5,000 workers happening between 2019 and 2020 Many areas around the state simply have not recovered from this loss of workforce and many remaining childcare facilities are at a high risk of closure as key federal COVID emergency funding ends.
  • The median hourly wage for childcare workers in Ohio is $13.15 — an annual salary of $27,352 for those working full time. For comparison, the median for all workers in Ohio was $21.51 an hour in 2022, with 13.4% of Ohioans living in poverty.
  • The amount the state reimburses childcare providers per child is not based on the actual cost of childcare, but rather on a backward-looking market rate survey of what providers recently charged for services in an area. This rate is important because it determines the amount of money providers receive and therefore their ability to stay open, improve facilities, and pay providers a living wage.
  • 39% of Ohioans live in a childcare desert. A childcare desert is any census tract with more than 50 children under age 5 that contains either no childcare providers or so few options that there are more than three times as many children as licensed childcare slots. 41% of white Ohioans, 37% of Hispanic or Latino Ohioans, and 29% of Black Ohioans live in a childcare desert. In Ohio, childcare deserts are most prevalent in rural areas.
  • Affordable childcare lets parents work. According to a poll done in 2023 by the First 5 Years Fund, nearly 59% of parents who are not working full time would do so if childcare was more affordable.

I don’t have answers to the childcare crisis in the USA. Other countries provide childcare and education and parent benefits and medical care. We don’t value families here. Get out and vote.

Some people have interesting requirements for pet sitters:

Resources:

  • Motherwhelmed by Beth Berry
  • Jesus, the Gentle Parent by LR Knost
  • Adult Children of Emotionally Immature Parents by Lindsay Gibson
  • Raising An Emotionally Intelligent Child by John Gottman
  • The Mother Dance: How Children Change Your Life by Harriet Lerner

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Memory Keeper

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March 11, 2024 By Jennifer Lambert 6 Comments

My mother’s eldest sister and brother were the memory keepers of their family.

My grandfather was born in 1898 and my grandmother was born in 1908.

My Aunt Betty kept in touch with all the extended family – cousins and greats and grands and all the odds and ends scattered across several states. I even remember attending a reunion when I was a little girl. When she passed, all those connections were lost.

My Uncle John helped compile a huge book of genealogy, stretching back to when our first ancestor arrived in North America in the 1600s. I now possess that book.

I have several hand-typed pages that my father’s mother (born in 1925) completed on her family, but I have no way of fact-checking or following up with anyone since I am perhaps the last living person in this family, besides my children. I know nothing about my dad’s father’s family.

My husband’s uncle keeps up with their extended family and there used to be reunions before the pandemic. They have an online site with genealogy updates. We don’t know much about my husband’s mother’s people and no one to ask.

While I grieve for the loss of family and connection, I do want to pass on the little I know to my children. Sometimes, they humor me and listen to my memories and stories. My eldest is the only one of my kids who remembers some of our extended family. It pains me that we have lost those connections for all the many reasons – moving so frequently with the military, hurt feelings, lack of communication, out of sight and out of mind.

Part of me also realizes that in our fast-paced disposable society, we are all losing track of family, friends, and aquaintances. We’re telling fewer stories and have shorter attention spans. There has been a bonfire of the humanities with all the emphasis on STEM learning. It is a huge loss for humanity.

Memory Keeping

Sharing Stories

When we share memories orally, we offer a glimpse into a past moment. Sometimes, it may be embellished. It is surely specific to my memory of the experience and my feelings at the time. My interpretation of the event and my relationship with the others involved is mine to understand. When I share the story with my kids, I invite insight and sometimes realize how it might have happened differently than my childhood memory seems to me.

Photos

Someday, I will have all my photo albums and paper records to peruse. They’re stored in my parents’ basement and bonus room closet. They comprise decades and generations and I’m sure I will have forgotten many of the people in my parents’ photos, if I ever knew.

Heirlooms

I know some of our children don’t want the handmedowns. They don’t have any interest in the collections of our mothers or grandmothers. But I also see so many heirlooms for sale or even for free on online sites that are getting snapped up, so it’s not everyone who doesn’t want these things. Some people crave the nostalgia and glory in the memories these items represent.

Visiting

I’ve taken my kids to see some of the places that are meaningful to our history.

Some of us have the privilege of visiting elderly relatives and maintaining or cultivating relationships between our elders and the newer generations.

While we didn’t have that, I can try to visit the towns and sites I remember from my youth to make it more real for my kids to visualize. Some places are obviously gone or transformed into freeways or strip mallls or something.

Learning

We have so much technology now to research our geneaology. Find a Grave and other ancestry websites are great starting places and we can find a lot of information for free or even more with paid memberships. Local libraries and history centers have a lot of analog info and even more in digital databases.

Our society doesn’t have a lot of respect or patience with elders. We don’t honor their wisdom. I miss my matriarchs in my family and I wish I had asked more questions and paid more attention.

Creating and curating memories for an unknown future is important to me. I often attempt to be metacognitive of events so I can make them happy memories for my kids to remember when they’re adults. If my kids choose not to have children of their own, I want them to have knowledge of our history for themselves.

The things that mean something to us are uniquely embedded in our memories. In a world of crass materialism, appreciating what we have isn’t just about frugality or simplicity. It’s about quiet satisfaction found in meaning and memory. ~Laura Grace Weldon

How do you honor memory in your family?

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Outgrown

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November 21, 2022 By Jennifer Lambert 4 Comments

My eldest had a favorite pair of boots when she was about ten to eleven years old.

She wore those boots way longer than she should have and scrunched up her toes when they became too small.

The first photo evidence I have of the boots is November 2010, and the last evidence I can find is January 2012. Her feet definitely grew a lot during that time, and more than outgrew those boots. She had other shoes, but refused to give up those boots.

I always assumed I would be informed when clothes, shoes, styles were outgrown.

I have four kids and they’re usually really vocal about anything that isn’t just right for them. We’ve had tantrums over socks and tags and soap and hair.

I trusted my kids to tell me they needed new shoes. I asked if the boots were ok, but I should have checked and verified. It was a difficult time for our family, with moving across the country and deployment.

I could make a thousand excuses, but I failed to understand there was a problem in time.

Having too small shoes for about two years gave her hammer toes and affected the tendons and ligaments in her legs. She complained about the leg pain, but never about her toes or feet, or having too-small shoes. I purchased the kids all new shoes, but failed to fully inspect those boots, though I do remember checking at least once and I think she purposely scrunched her toes…and I just believed her.

When we went to the doctor, they were too quick to refer to a specialist – who recommended surgery! Then, we got another referral for physical therapy. We got new shoes, threw out the boots. The PT helped a lot. I also massaged her feet, legs, and back with essential oils. She was at the cusp of puberty and it was almost too late for healing, but we were all very diligent to help her heal and remind her to do her stretches.

She had to stop running track since the pain was too much. She never did pick it back up. Luckily, she was able to participate in Civil Air Patrol and did well in all the physical activities for the few years she was in it.

It’s so hard to watch a child suffer. It’s even worse when I know I should’ve been on top of it and prevented it.

There were too many years when I was in survival mode.

There were too many times I was neglectful and relied too much on my eldest to be older and more mature than she was.

Since I had no village, no family, no friends, no help…I relied on my kids to help…for us all to work together, especially when their dad was deployed. While this sounds great on the surface, it was not feasible long-term and it was really, really hard for all of us. I certainly learned self-reliance because no one else was reliable.

I had her babysit and told myself that she enjoyed the responsibility. She still brags that she potty-trained her siblings. I know she’s proud of that, but I am ashamed that it’s mostly true. She did too much, too soon, and lost much of her childhood too early. She didn’t deserve parentification.

I tried so hard to maintain balance and push her to play and experience fun things, but many of those things she had to do alone while I kept her siblings from interfering or disrupting. I know she is still resentful that I wasn’t always able to be there and give her my undivided attention all the time.

I projected my overly mature childhood onto my daughter and I enmeshed my emotions with hers. I expected her to be like me. And I wasn’t even fully aware that I wasn’t healthy then. So much damage was done.

And the church encouraged all this and told me that I was doing a great job in spite of everything I felt deep down inside that I was doing everything so wrong and I felt so lost and alone. I had no one, no help.

The church and military communities failed us.

I was supposed to be training up a mother’s little helper and raising my daughters to be good wives and mothers. Thankfully, we all balked at those proscribed gender roles and we are better now in our spiritual pursuits. But there is so much healing still taking place.

The boots are just a metaphor for all the times I missed the mark for about ten or more years with my daughter.

It’s not like we couldn’t afford new boots.

A tween girl often isn’t in a place to express herself safely or even know what’s wrong when that’s all she knows. There were some very bad times for several years and I was not always at my best in dealing with issues I had no reference or guidance for, and my kids are “good kids.” I was a “good kid.”

But I want more than just appearances.

This episode further pushed me in a different direction as a parent. I knew something had to change. I’m sad that this catalyst was necessary, but the outcome has been good. The trajectory has continued in a healthier, gentler direction for years.

My eldest child has taught me so much as a person, as a mom, as a daughter.

She taught me what it’s like to speak up for injustice. She’s always been vocal. As a baby, it was colic. As a wee girl, she was bossy and argumentative. As a teen, she was defiant. As a young woman, she is a leader.

She taught me compassion. She always looks to help ease others’ pain. I am proud of her for taking soup to a sick classmate and offering rides to friends. She has helped others to her own detriment at times. Yes, she’s been taken advantage of, and that’s the risk. She continues to have a huge heart.

She taught me a lot about mistakes and regrets and how to make amends, how to truly apologize and forgive. We will never get closure from her abusive father and his family. His parents have passed, so there is no one to ask about events anymore. My parents have no relationship with us and I have confronted them multiple times to no avail. We are really all alone, but she just shrugs away that pain and finds comfort in her friends who are her chosen family.

It seems like I have spent almost my entire life fighting. Fighting to be seen and heard, fighting for my daughter, fighting with my daughter, fighting society to be better for her and my other kids.

She sets boundaries and doesn’t stay in relationships that become toxic. I am proud of her for recognizing when friends and lovers are mean, unhealthy, or not right for her.

She knows when to quit. I always pushed through and maybe that wasn’t the best thing for me, but I saw few alternatives. I had different choices then, and certainly couldn’t envision the future that I am living now. She resents that I pushed her into early college and a part-time job, and I do regret that, but I still don’t know what else I could have done. I’m sad that her young adulthood is so hard and she doesn’t get to enjoy much, is struggling financially, trying to find her place. Outside circumstances with COVID and the university going on strike affected events beyond our control.

We are healing together.

While I wish she had never had to suffer the trauma of being the “guinea pig first child” and had to help to raise me as a parent, I am so pleased we are still close now that she’s an independent adult.

Here’s to more growing closer together.

Resources:

  • Gabor Maté
  • John Gottman
  • Harriet Lerner
  • Susan Cain
  • Elaine N. Aron
  • The Body Keeps the Score: Brain, Mind, and Body in the Healing of Trauma by Bessel van der Kolk 
  • Jesus, the Gentle Parent by LR Knost
  • Motherwhelmed by Beth Berry
  • Adult Children of Emotionally Immature Parents: How to Heal from Distant, Rejecting, or Self-Involved Parents by Lindsay C. Gibson

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Regret

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August 8, 2022 By Jennifer Lambert 14 Comments

What is your greatest regret?

Does it keep you awake at night?

Do you regret that romantic encounter?

Do you regret something you said?

Do you have regrets for others? Secondhand embarrassment is real and I suffer.

We usually regret something left undone, rarer the accomplished tasks.

What derailed your dreams?

Where did your intention go?

Who failed you?

Do you fear?

Are you angry?

Do you hear?

Listen.

Your walls are ever before me.

Isaiah 49:16

Walls are a protective shield. They’re not necessarily good or bad. They’re neutral.

I have built up more walls than I care to think about.

I build them up. I tear them down. I build them back up.

God tears them down. People knock and try to peer inside.

I build a wall of fear.

I build a wall of distrust.

I build a wall of doubt.

I build a wall of low self-esteem.

I build a wall of anger.

I build a wall of grief.

I’m tired of walls.

When I began blogging back in about 2005, it was more a scrapbook our homeschooling.

We have evolved and come full circle and continue to grow in our family and homeschooling journey.

When I began homeschooling, I had no idea the heartache and challenges and soul-swelling that I would undergo as I learned to step back and watch my kids explore in spite of me and my trauma.

I live in that liminal space between hope and despair, clarity and confusion, resolve and surrender.

Amazingly, I am able to recognize and catch glimpses of harmony in the hell that is military life and the thanklessness of being a housewife and parenting teens.

The zen view is something you glimpse in passing and that comes as a surprise—to wake you to the moment and a flash of hidden truth.

Rivvy Neshama

The last few years could have broken me had I not stepped back to see a bigger picture. I had to learn not to take things personally. I have had to re-parent myself. I have had to give myself timeouts and rest and relearn and shut my mouth. I had to be alone in my grief and work it out inside myself.

After years of survival mode, I suddenly felt lost and alone and almost at rest, so there was too much time to think, feel, wonder, regret.

I had to set hard boundaries with my parents and they stopped communicating with me altogether.

My eldest child and therapist asked me why I stay with my husband. It surely seems like an easy question from young, single, independent women. I have never been that.

I feel that I failed my eldest child all her life, and recently she moved out and quit college. What could I have done better, more, different – to set her up for success? What will her future hold now? She’s had COVID twice. She has so many financial worries that I didn’t want her to experience.

I’m twice divorced from abusive men. I escaped. I don’t know if I would have had the strength merely to save myself. I rescued my daughter. There were situations no one can understand but me.

This man is not abusive. He’s neglectful. He’s often thoughtless. I feel I change and evolve and grow while he is stagnant. There are way worse sins than being boring.

We have history. We have duty.

We share eighteen years of highs, lows, depths, cross-country moves, deployments, births, deaths, sickness, pain, joy.

Our society encourages everything and everyone to be disposable.

I’ll stay and wait and see what’s next.

I don’t like the alternatives.

She had always thought that exquisitely happy time at the beginning of her relationship…was the ultimate, the feeling they’d always be trying to replicate, to get back, but now she realized that was wrong. That was like comparing sparkling mineral water to French champagne. Early love is exciting and exhilarating. It’s light and bubbly. Anyone can love like that. But love after [four] children, after a separation and a near-divorce, after you’ve hurt each other and forgiven each other, bored each other and surprised each other, after you’ve seen the worst and the best—well, that sort of a love is ineffable. It deserves its own word…It was so good to find that their relationship could keep on changing, finding new edges.

Liane Moriarty

I know under certain circumstances I had so few good choices and I chose what I felt was best at the time. I might even choose the same again if I could go back with what I know now. Who knows?

This is who I am and those choices molded me into this person. Do I really want to be someone else?

I can’t continue to twist and turn and lie awake at night in anxiety of what I should have done, should have said. It’s over and done and there’s no going back. We have to keep moving forward. We have to seek the blessings and stand firm on hallowed ground.

One should hallow all that one does in one’s natural life. One eats in holiness, tastes the taste of food in holiness, and the table becomes an altar. One works in holiness, and raises up the sparks which hide themselves in all tools. One walks in holiness across the fields, and the soft songs of all herbs, which they voice to God, enter into the song of our soul.

Martin Buber

I count the summers, months, days that I have with my three kids still living at home. It’s not enough! I want to go back and be kinder, nicer, more loving, patient. I want to hug them more. I don’t want to say, “just a minute.” I don’t want to be tired. I don’t want to be distracted. What was more important? Nothing! Why did I think that would have enough time? Did I make enough good memories to push out the bad? Did I make them feel special? I imagine them as toddlers – trusting, seeking, demanding. I’m alone in my regret, bombarded by toxic positivity.

Now, the tables are turned and they’re often too busy for me and my heart is breaking.

My middle two kids begin college later this month and I lie awake strangling on my own doubts and fears and lack of control. Why doesn’t my husband, their father, have any worries? He’s already asleep, in oblivion. I want to shake him awake at 2 AM and pour out all my fears and regrets, but he never knows what to do with me, so I keep it all inside. I can’t protect them from the world, from abusive men, from arrogant professors, from false friends, from themselves. I make up scenarios in my head to warn them about. I feel I am running out of time. I’m late; I’m late; I’m late! What else can I teach them, impart from my own experiences? What script can I help them memorize for an unknown circumstance? What situation can we anticipate together?

I feel prickly with fear of the future.

I don’t want them to live in fear but to walk in wisdom.

(I need to remember this and stop wallowing in guilt and shame.)

I tell my kids often:

Almost everything can be fixed. The consequences may be unpleasant and people may get upset, but almost every mistake can be remedied.

You might also like:

  • Dealing with Disappointment
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  • Parenting with Depression
  • I’m Angry
  • Breaking the Cycle of Negativity
  • Personal Growth
  • Advice to My Younger Self
  • Raised Better
  • Ashamed
  • Tired
  • Grieving Family Who Are Still Alive

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Healing Mother

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July 18, 2022 By Jennifer Lambert 2 Comments

Parenting is not transactional.

Our kids don’t owe anything us as parents.

When we expect something in return, it’s business.

My dad used to say that he couldn’t bust me in the mouth because he spent so much on braces to fix my teeth. It wasn’t funny. I felt guilty that I had cost him so much money but confused that he wanted to hit me and was making jokes about it. I realize as an adult that my parents only paid to fix my teeth so they wouldn’t be embarrassed by my appearance. It was never about me.

My parents said all those horrible phrases to me about bringing me into this world and providing me with a roof over my head, utilities, food.

“Look at all we’ve done for you!” was said often when they felt I was being ungrateful about anything.

Nothing my parents ever did for me was for my own benefit. It always came with strings attached. I was supposed to “pay for it” somehow.

I was never allowed to make decisions. It was a difficult path to independent adulthood.

I was terrified of my parents. I was never enough. Nothing I ever said or did was enough. And I was a good kid. I did almost all the “right things.” They come back and tell me how ungrateful I am – still. I’m 46 years old and I’m still never good enough.

There are better ways for parents to receive gratitude from their kids than demanding it or trying to buy it or whining and complaining about it.

I am healing myself so I can be a better mother to my children.

I constantly look for ways to delight my children. I research all the time. I want my children to be the best they can be, healthy and happy and strong. I want them to have all the best foods, books, tools, everything – to become who they will be.

It’s not about who I might want them to be. I cannot live vicariously through my kids, no matter what losses I feel in my soul. My own lost little girl cries to sleep at night but I put on a brave face during the day to be a good mom to my kids.

Motherhood is indeed a thankless and often invisible job. It’s behind the scenes. Mothering work is only noticed when it is left undone or isn’t done well (by whose standards?). Moms don’t get to rest. There are no sick days or down days. There’s no such thing as self care for moms and those who do take time to care for themselves have a luxury to pay for others to do the domestic duties or let them slide. And there’s always, always, always blame and shame.

One day a year to celebrate mothers lets our society off the hook for all the lack of community and services and actual help. For the gift of a 6-week unpaid maternity leave that we’re supposed to be oh, so thankful for! Flowers, candy, brunch is supposed to be enough to show gratitude for the invisible labor of motherhood. I never get a day off, not even Mother’s Day or my birthday or any other day.

I enjoy spending time with my kids. I am learning to ask for and express what I want and need. It’s easier now that my kids are all over twelve years old. They’re not babies physically attached or toddlers with separation anxiety or young kids needing constant verbal and visual affirmation. They’re independent thinking, feeling, opinionated, compassionate, empathetic persons!

They’re understanding that I am a mother but also a person with needs, dreams, desires. I get tired and sick sometimes. I need alone time occasionally. I ask for help when I want or need it – trying to do so clearly without whining or exasperation. I can’t expect them to read my mind. I have to teach them to notice what needs to be done and show them how to do it.

It’s taken over twenty years for me to find a voice that was somehow stifled or lost by shame and guilt and humiliation and ridicule. I was a person before I was a mother.

I invite my kids to do projects with me, but I don’t make them feel guilty if they don’t want to or can’t right now or if they say later, in a minute. I ask for my kids’ input and I listen and I make adjustments and I take their considerations to heart without getting my feelings hurt or projecting my issues onto them. (Sometimes, my feelings are hurt, but I keep that to myself.)

It’s not your child’s job to appreciate having a better childhood than you did.

Bonnie Harris

I don’t have to do it all just because our society says that’s what mothers should be and do.

For years, I felt shame and guilt and regret about my very existence. I didn’t think I was lovable. I felt I wasn’t worth anything unless I performed well – and I never felt that I performed well. I had so internalized the way my parents treated me that I projected that onto everyone else. I didn’t receive the love from my husband and kids.

I take a bath every single night with chamomile tea and a book. This is my me time – for thirty minutes alone. It’s important and everyone in my household knows it’s my time. I do try to make sure everything is in order so I can have that thirty uninterrupted minutes.

It took me years to start healing myself and realizing that my kids are healthier and lovelier than I am. They show empathy and seek relationship with me even when I don’t feel well. They are healing me. They are helping me find myself.

This is it, I thought. This is my life. And sometimes, living sacred just means being present—moment to moment, day by day.

Rivvy Neshama

I could complain and cry about how my parents don’t love me in ways I understand. I really don’t want to focus on the negative. I have made bids for 46 years that are often ignored, thwarted, ridiculed. I am tired. I have set boundaries. I have received silent treatment. My parents are emotionally immature. They are 80 and I’m an only child. I focus on my four kids now. So much of what I do is an opposite of what I learned and how I was treated. I am sad my kids don’t have grandparents.

Ways my kids show me they love me every single day:

  • Sending me memes, TikTok videos, and Instagram posts about foraging, plants, birds, cats, jokes, music
  • Making me tea, just whenever
  • Snuggling during read alouds
  • Watching history documentaries, movies, and TV shows with me
  • Riding along to the grocery store and helping (so fun with teens!)
  • Planning and making meals or baking with me
  • Planning, gardening, and doing yard work with me
  • Sitting and talking at the table after dinner
  • Helping clean up the kitchen
  • Hiking and walking with me outside in nature
  • A MYRIAD of other ways…my kids are loved and loving

My kids have been, are, and will be good people. They are thoughtful. They are learning how to be emotionally intelligent, loving, and kind. I am constantly amazed by their thoughts, words, decisions. I remember how I was at their age and I am so proud of who they are.

You might also like:

  • Parenting with Depression
  • Emotional Health
  • Raised Better
  • Parenting Teens
  • Parenting Young Adults
  • Disciplining without Control
  • What Respectful Parenting Looks Like
  • Breaking the Cycle of Negativity
  • Parenting Doesn’t Just End

Resources:

  • Motherwhelmed by Beth Berry
  • Jesus, the Gentle Parent by LR Knost
  • Adult Children of Emotionally Immature Parents by Lindsay Gibson
  • Raising An Emotionally Intelligent Child by John Gottman
  • The Mother Dance: How Children Change Your Life by Harriet Lerner

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Summer Slide

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June 27, 2022 By Jennifer Lambert 8 Comments

Please stop with the summer slide bullshit.

Please stop crowd sourcing ideas to force your kids to do chores and academic work over the summer.

Stop with the chore charts. Enough with coercion. Stop with the control. Stop the abuse.

Every summer, and often throughout the year, I see parents, usually moms, ask how to get their kids to do anything other than use a screen.

Are we so miserable that we want our kids to be miserable too?

I played all summer long until I began college. What has changed that we want our kids to suffer or earn the right to play?

I don’t earn my screentime. Why should my kids earn theirs?

I’m gonna go out on a limb and surely be unpopular, but I don’t require my kids to do anything to earn screentime. I don’t earn screentime. I don’t require them to complete anything academic in the summer. I don’t require summer reading.

The interesting thing is they are very willing to help with household tasks when they have freedom and respect. I help them put their clothes away and clean and organize their rooms and spaces. They need scaffolding and modeling and can’t be expected to know how to be a functioning adult without guidance.

They choose to do puzzles, outside play, reading, board games…when they’re not desperately thinking of their next earned screen minute. Screens suddenly become just another activity to do along with so many other options. There is no scarcity mentality with the freedom to choose.

I think the screen is just becoming a symbol for our own triggers and lack of control and communication skills

The only rule is all devices are plugged in away from beds at bedtime.

My kids are 12, 15, 16, 21.

They do actually notice when things need done and do chores cheerfully because they’re members of a household where they have a voice.

My kids can’t talk back to me.

We discuss options and I state my case about my concerns for my kids’ safety and health. They have no reason to be deceitful. They know that I love and respect them and truly have their best interests in my mind and heart.

I realize it’s the societal norm for kids to be monitored and controlled and dictated, but it creates disharmony and it’s so much more work keeping track. We’re not about competition or charts or checklists. We’re about cooperation.

We homeschool, but they have freedom there too. We go with the flow rather than strict schedule.

Schools are coercive, humiliating, controlling, and abusive. Students are forced to learn information to regurgitate the info on a test and then they promptly purge that from their memories. Students don’t learn valuable skills in school; they learn how to jump through hoops. Schools are not preparing kids to be questioners, thinkers, or leaders. The authorities don’t want people to have a voice, autonomy, or freedom.

It’s ironic that so many school assignments requires screens and going online.

Children only have 18-21 summers before they have to be working adults. I want them to make memories and have fun, to be wild and free. I don’t want them to dread summertime as just another chore-filled season.

Many schools go year-round and lots of parents overschedule their kids, including during summer. Just because it’s expected and considered the norm doesn’t mean we have to participate in making our kids work year-round.

Also, enough with all the tutoring and test prep.

Kids are tired. Let them play.

What does summer look like for your kids?

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  • I Don’t Teach English
  • We Don’t Do Testing
  • We Don’t Do a Co-op
  • I Threw out the Printables

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