I've posted heavily on the infertility subject lately, but I don't want you to think that if you haven't experienced it that you I'm trying to make you feel guilty. No, that's not it at all. In fact, I shared the links with you because I felt these women knew how to put in words and video some things that I couldn't articulate as well.
Being a Mom is wonderful, too. I am grateful for my little guy. We're the best of buds, and I know that he wants a baby, too. This morning, in fact, he asked, "Mom, can we have our baby Emily?" Matt and I had to answer that we have to pray really hard for her because we can't get her without Heavenly Father's help. And yes, Jackson feels very strongly that he has a little sister waiting to come to our home. He's always felt that way, especially lately.
So, in light of being a mom and a woman, I want to reintroduce you to Anita Renfroe. I say "reintroduce" because I know I posted her "Mom Song" a while ago. And now I would like to post two other songs of hers that I love. Before I do, though, you really need to see Taylor Swift's video of "A Love Story."
Okay, now here is Anita Renfroe's version (all of you young moms and moms who have had young children will love this):
A (More Real) Love Story
And now for those of us who are learning to deal with aging and loving our bodies:
Wrinkled Ladies
Want to see more? Visit her website: Anita Renfroe
P.S. The best part about these videos is that Jackson loves them. While watching the first video, he said, "Oh, that's a cute baby." (I hope he remembers just how cute the baby is when she's screaming in our house.) Then he climbed onto the bus singing to the tune of "All the Wrinkled Ladies."
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Thursday, April 29, 2010
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Imaginative Play
On the first day of spring break when I got out of the shower, Jackson called to me, and when I looked in his room, this is what I saw.
Jackson's very next question was, "Mom, do you want to play 'School' with me?" With it all set up, the penguins in line, how could I decline that offer? I'm pleased that he finally loves imaginative play; for a while, I was worried and wondered why he wouldn't ask to play this way. Then I realized why.
Several months ago while talking to a friend on the phone, her son asked her to play "Restaurant" with her. She explained the "game" to me when I asked, and then I realized that the reason Jackson hasn't played things like that is because he hasn't learned how. He doesn't have older siblings or kids his age nearby to teach him how/what to play. That's when I thought, "Isn't that one of the job descriptions of a Mother? Teach games that apply to real life?" I taught Jackson how to play "School" and "Store," and his favorite is "School."
In this day and age, it really is easy to let Barney, Curious George, Big Bird, and Clifford do the teaching. They teach great lessons on their shows, but they can't replace Mom. It's Mom who teaches how to play games like "Hide-and-Seek," "Mother May I," "Red Light, Green Light," and "School." You know, the ones that require getting up and moving around. Even though I get frustrated and tired, on the days that I actually play with my son, we get along really well, and the next day goes smoothly, too. Now, the trick is to stick to it. Perhaps one day Jackson will be a great teacher like his grandpa. He's getting in some practice now.
Jackson's very next question was, "Mom, do you want to play 'School' with me?" With it all set up, the penguins in line, how could I decline that offer? I'm pleased that he finally loves imaginative play; for a while, I was worried and wondered why he wouldn't ask to play this way. Then I realized why.
Several months ago while talking to a friend on the phone, her son asked her to play "Restaurant" with her. She explained the "game" to me when I asked, and then I realized that the reason Jackson hasn't played things like that is because he hasn't learned how. He doesn't have older siblings or kids his age nearby to teach him how/what to play. That's when I thought, "Isn't that one of the job descriptions of a Mother? Teach games that apply to real life?" I taught Jackson how to play "School" and "Store," and his favorite is "School."
In this day and age, it really is easy to let Barney, Curious George, Big Bird, and Clifford do the teaching. They teach great lessons on their shows, but they can't replace Mom. It's Mom who teaches how to play games like "Hide-and-Seek," "Mother May I," "Red Light, Green Light," and "School." You know, the ones that require getting up and moving around. Even though I get frustrated and tired, on the days that I actually play with my son, we get along really well, and the next day goes smoothly, too. Now, the trick is to stick to it. Perhaps one day Jackson will be a great teacher like his grandpa. He's getting in some practice now.
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