tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3830114150762695482.post2620854558276843983..comments2023-12-05T17:28:44.485-08:00Comments on Secret Life of Moms: Parenting on DisplayJunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524253874676581354noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3830114150762695482.post-24840610077100350842011-08-13T07:31:03.705-07:002011-08-13T07:31:03.705-07:00There is always a moment when I am teaching a pare...There is always a moment when I am teaching a parent-child class that one of the children throws a small tantrum. It is always amazing to watch the reaction of the other parents. There is a look of relief on their faces. I am never sure if they are relieved that it is not their child or if it is because they get to see that other children have tantrums as well. This usually leads to a great discussion about children in stressful situations. I find going to Target, Meijer, etc to be extremely stressful. I always tell parents that if they are feeling stressed out in a situation, times it times 75 % and that is probably what their child is feeling. That being said I have had to leave Target with my children before because I could tell from my stress and their reaction it just was not a good time to be there. I did not want to become one of "those" moms. I remember once being in a store with my friend who had five boys and they were five "boy" boys. During the chaos that ensued an older Southern woman came up to my friend and said with sincerity, "Darlin' I raised six boys and when I brought the sixth one home my mother-in-law came to me and told me that raising six boys was an instant ticket to heaven." It was her way of telling my friend that she had been there and my friend was doing the best she could in the situation handed to her.khillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05258073648692003215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3830114150762695482.post-75426400336531899442011-08-12T07:57:53.541-07:002011-08-12T07:57:53.541-07:00I always think back to the time we between flights...I always think back to the time we between flights and in line at customs in the Toronto airport for THREE hours with a two-year-old. She was whining and rolling around on the floor and hungry and tired, just like the rest of us.....and while I certainly didn’t discipline her or mouth “I’m sorry” to anyone in line, the frustration must have shown on my face. An older lady on the other side of the rope, who most likely had grown children who were not with her, leaned over the rope, touched my shoulder and said “Don’t worry Mom, you’ll get through it.” It was the greatest moment of that marathon travel day. Now, when I see those frustrated moms in stores, the ones who look around to see who’s judging them, I think they are looking for that lady and when they mouth “I’m sorry” to me I say, “Don’t worry mom, you’ll get through it.”infojoaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06856199265762295076noreply@blogger.com