Up to now it was easy to talk about my son in blog posts. First he was my baby and then my son, because he was only one. Now that his little brother is born I have to think of something else to call them. I don’t want to call them by their real names for privacy reasons. Continue reading Meet Little Captain and his Number One… the next generation
Unfortunately there were some misinterpretation and it started a mini-twitter-war on the correct definition of a mother. Continue reading Guest post for SA mom blogs – Being a mom
I read many books during my pregnancy to prepare me for motherhood, and realized quickly that the books can’t teach you everything. The more you read the more confused you get.
The big learning starts once your little one arrives.
This is what my baby taught me in his first 12 months. Continue reading Six things my baby taught me
What is time out?
When you have children, the first meaning that comes to your mind might be “A brief period of time during which a misbehaving child is put on their own so that they can regain control over their emotions” (Oxford Dictionary).
For sport fanatics it can be “A brief break in play in a game or sport”.
When working on an old computer with slow internet you might think about “A cancellation or cessation that automatically occurs when a predefined interval of time has passed without a certain event occurring.”
All of these definitions can be found in the Oxford Dictionary. The time out I want to talk about is the following one: “Time for rest or recreation away from one’s usual work or studies”.
I have read much books and watch many different dvd’s on the difference between men and women… mom vs dad. One of my favorites is “Laugh your way to a better marriage” by Mark Gungor. The series starts with “A tale of two brains”, and it is so funny. A book I enjoyed a lot is “Men are like waffles women are like spaghetti”, by Bill and Pam Farrel.
I definitely don’t know everything about my husband, but I thought I understood his thinking pattern after pre-marriage counselling, personality tests and all this dvd’s and books. If you read “My husband, the entertainer” you might understand a bit about the personality gap between us.