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Diversion, NOT Discipline
Diversion, as opposed to traditional discipline, is a powerful parenting technique focusing on redirecting a child's attention and behavior rather than using punitive measures. It recognizes that children are naturally curious and eager to explore their surroundings and harnesses this innate curiosity to guide their behavior in a positive direction.Diversion helps limit the amount of “no’s” your child will hear in a day and give them a sense of control over their decisions, likely limiting the likelihood of challenging behaviors.
By Paranneting/Anne Reboa2 years ago in Families
Magic in Life
In the busy city of Hammington, there was a boy named Timmy. He lived in a small house with his mom. They didn’t have much money, so life was hard. His mom worked in a factory as a daily wager. She was trying her best to meet the ends but still, life was hard for them. Timmy was always sad because he couldn’t buy cool toys like the other kids. He felt left out and lonely. He thought that his mom was responsible for all this. Most of the time he was annoyed and angry with his mom. He barely tried to understand the position of his mom.
By Ainy Abraham2 years ago in Families
The Cain instinct
If anyone wants to know, the Cain instinct is the urge and want of committing fratricide. It started out as a Tumblr post, and surprisingly, a whole lot of people all over the world understood the instinct. It wasn’t that bizarre thinking of way on how to end your sibling.
By Jennisea Redfield2 years ago in Families
Toddler Blues
Not that long ago you entered the world. Everything seemed fine. I was afraid but open to understanding exactly what I needed to do to nurture every aspect of your life no matter what changes it brought me. Then one day you a had birthday, and things weren't funny-faced photographs and sleepless nights. You began to be curious about so many aspects of life. I don’t know whether to let you do it or stop you from exploring. In my mind, I have to protect you as my life depends on it, but in your mind, you have to figure out the good versus the bad. It's hard when you have the blues. You cry, run, jump, play, yell, scream, and kick. You enjoy bath time and snack time, but you always want snacks. Having you on a schedule is the hardest to say the least because you just run away when I try to keep you there and train you to do what I say. Simply because your little mind is wandering in the paths of growth and stability. I love being a mother, but you toddlers are the most challenging aspects of my daily routine that I choose to live with daily. I can't wait until you grow older, go to school show everybody what you have learned, and continue the exploration of life. Your light is needed and I love the laughter but you also bring me tears, sometimes I want to cry like you and throw a tantrum. But hey I'm a big girl with mommy blues. I teach you and guide you only to be left with the word no at bedtime. I think you're amazing and bountiful with all the little tricks and trades you learn along your exploration and journey through life. I love you, with every ounce of my being and with every bit of my heart and I choose you because you are the smallest biggest joy in my world. It's hard though. I don't remember your older siblings being this hard, you get into everything and I can't close my eyes for two seconds because you'll find something to do that's not what you should be doing, rather it's taking out the pots and pans or playing in things you got out of the cabinet, whatever it may be you keep me distracted from my world of blues. You are the reason I try my hardest, you are the motivation to fight for our love and light, you are my everything and I love the truth you make me see. You're a terrible two, but an amazing form of reality. I still want to run away. I want to run away from the markings on the wall, the stained couch, and the potty training. But I will always run to you and your hugs, your kisses, and your cries. The day I met you I knew you would make me cry, but I never knew it because you wanted to rain on my parade and boss me around all the time. It's funny because I remember you doing that since day one, and I know your mind is not broad enough to understand who you are but I want to be the first to tell you that I have my hands full. You enjoy the simple things but make everything so difficult. I tell myself, when I finally rest that tomorrow will bring new laughs, or new tears I guess it all depends on how you feel about getting dressed and eating breakfast. Oh, the joys of motherhood will never get old. Love you tots!
By Charelle Landers2 years ago in Families
How to deal with someone that is waiting to die?
My family isn't healthy, most of them. I have known this for some time. However, living with them has brought a new level of understanding for me. Of things that I didn't see before. My mother is very unhealthy. She was diagnosed with having MS at some point. She has been getting worse over time. At this point, she doesn't leave her house ever. Last summer, she would sit on the porch at least. Though that has stopped. She only goes out if she has to go to the doctor's or get blood done or something like that. The frustrating thing for me is that she has no desire to get better. She has no desire to try and get better in any way. I don't think that people are understanding that. Her doctor's and her physio people talk to her like they are trying to help her. I'm not sure how else to say it to people, that there is no point in giving her advice, she won't do it. Unless you see it, you don't at all understand that this woman is just surviving.
By Talara Nolan2 years ago in Families
Divorce
Following 37 years of separation, I was stunned to see my ex in his advanced-age home. I see nothing. It was incredible to see the man like this after such a long time. looks extremely vulnerable. I wavered in myself regardless of whether to go before him. With a great deal of dormancy, I, at long last, proceeded to remain before him. Indeed, even prior to remaining before him, the man's appearance didn't transform; it was easy to comprehend that the individual before him couldn't see his eyes.
By Toshon chakma2 years ago in Families
Loss and Healing: A narrative following a character coping with the loss of a loved one
Title: Echoes of Love The house felt empty without her. Every corner echoed with memories of laughter and warmth, reminders of a time when life seemed brighter. But now, all that remained was a hollow ache, a gaping void that no amount of time could fill.
By Kenechukwu Prince Eneasato 2 years ago in Families
Seven Years of Silence
As a result of getting home from university every day at 5 p.m., staying up late became a habit for me. Usually, around 7 to 8 p.m., I was used to cleaning the kitchen and setting it up for the next morning’s meal. At the same time, I ’was also helping my oldest son with his schoolwork. Therefore, I couldn’t spend quality time with my younger children before they slept.
By Ameer Bibi2 years ago in Families
