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charmiixx · 10 months
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I’m a true believer of a woman serving her husband and raising her children at home. But there is a very significant point that people, especially men need to understand for the woman to be able to give 110% as a full time stay at home mother and wife. It is that the man needs to also be giving HIS 110% outside of the home and with his wife and children when he is at home.
This is not to say that the man always has to be on his A-game. It’s just to say that he needs to be giving his all to provide for his family, and in those moments he is with his wife and children, he gives them the love, attention and nurturing they all need to continue living in a happy and mentally healthy home. The woman is expected to give her ALL to her husband and children & will feel like she’s giving all the time, which will begin to physically, mentally and emotionally drain her if the man is not reciprocating with her in his own way through his love and protection.
This way both individuals in the relationship are giving 110% to the marriage and this is how neither spouse feels unappreciated and unloved and can find solace and contentment with another and within the marriage.
A successful type of love is a two-way street.
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jargonbyjulia · 11 months
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“It’s impossible!”
I’ve heard the saying, “Mums get no days off.” It’s true and it isn’t. I know a couple of mums that get plenty of days off, with health retreats throughout the year, child-free holidays, and so on. Sometimes days off seem IMPOSSIBLE. Even getting through some days seems impossible. I get a few hours to myself; I like to get my nails done, and tomorrow I have a first hair appointment in six months - shock horror!
I have a two and a five year old, and I work part time. On Thursdays I work at home, and I like to think of that as my day “off”. I work in peace, I play my own music, I answer only to the ding of Teams’ notifications, emails and my stomach rumbles. Today is Thursday, and I had my two year old home sick from daycare. It’s barely just winter, and we’ve been knocked out at least twice already. I did my best to keep her entertained while I caught up on the work I started Tuesday, where seven meetings had me pretty tied up. We were doing fine, and she was enjoying being home with me, watching Peppa Pig on repeat, and eating through the snack shelf of the pantry.
At 11:00am, my daughter’s school called asking if I could pick up my preppy as she had a headache, fever and sore tummy. So I alerted work, bundled up my toddler and ran to the rescue. She wasn’t well, at all. We made her warm and gave her medicine, and suddenly it was 11:30am, which means nap time for the little one. I quickly answered emails, started writing an article and reviewed some work. I made sure miss five was comfortable and then put miss two down for her nap. After that, I made a quick couple of sandwiches for us, and ate at my desk. While answering 785 questions, including “How do you spell chicken?” and “What is 78 plus 802?” (from my child, not a colleague), I worked through my list for the day, trying my hardest to focus on the tasks at hand. Suddenly it’s 1:45pm and my two year old is awake, and I break my focus. Now it’s time to prepare her food and get her playing happily with her sister. It’s much easier than I had thought, so I can get back to my work. By 3pm, she’s sitting on my lap tapping away at the keys on my computer, asking why I have a spare TV (my second computer monitor) and she just has a lousy plastic phone with dead batteries.
The dog is whining as he hasn’t had a walk all day. My husband left for work at 8:30am, and he won’t be back until we are asleep at 10pm. Miss five goes downhill as suddenly as Melbourne’s morning temperatures, and needs her fever brought down, so there’s no leaving the house. I’m starting to think getting through this day is impossible, but we push through with more snacks, YouTube kids and a cranked heater.
At 4:30pm I’m cooking lamb chops from Monday and drafting my weekly wrap-up for work.
My phone rings. My husband asks, “How was your day?” I sigh and say it was busy. I read some feedback about my work as the kids eat dinner in front of the fire I made by rubbing two sticks together because everyone is “SO COLD!” and I take a breath. Only a quick one though, as I need to run the bath for two girls who identify solely as mermaids and then hit send on one more message before the end of the working day. COB they call it; Close of Business. (Mums don’t really have a COB though, do they?!)
I haven’t had a shower all day, and it’s 6:20pm. My youngest just shut her head in the fridge trying to make imaginary apple pie for the dog, there’s a full basket of clean laundry waiting to be folded on the kitchen table and I think the wombok I was relying on to substitute as salad leaf for my dinner is growing babies. But gosh, somehow I feel accomplished. There’s ice cream on the couch slowly seeping into the earth under our home, the iPads are dead and I am tired, so tired. But I’ve nearly ticked everything off my work to-do list, and, apart from fridge-headgate, the girls are now content, warm, full, laughing, and nearly ready for bed.
Mums do get days off, but not me today. And that’s ok! We got through it. I’m forever grateful for an extremely supportive workplace who understand what people, and mums, go through on a daily basis. No one pressured me to hit unrealistic deadlines, and everyone understood what I was going through, or at least sympathised or empathised with me. And in the end, it just makes me want to work smarter, and harder. In all aspects of my life.
There will be a glass or four poured tonight, and I’d say they are well deserved. I’ve just realised baby mermaid is due for her antibiotics, so I’ll end with one of our favourite Peppa Pig quotes, “It’s impossible!”
But really Peppa, NOTHING is impossible.
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itzsanya · 9 months
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Meaningful Moments!
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Parenting is the process of supporting the emotional, social, and spiritual development of a child from infancy to adulthood. Parenting involves the intricacies of raising a child and developing a biological relationship.
An example from my own childhood is when I used to do things that were not good for me. I used to hit people when I thought they were not playing with me or treating me right. However, my parents would always correct me and say "NO", this is not what we do to people. Now that times have changed and so we, I have realized that my parents at most of the times were right and reasonable, if they hadn't corrected me at the certain point, I wouldn't have become as mature as I am now.
Parenting also helps you grow and fight for your maturity, both the good and the bad. I never thought I could stand up for myself, but now I can. I have done a lot for myself and for others because I learned to be kind and helpful to others as I grew up.
Looking towards the future of parenting, it is clear that there will be no parenting or adapting to new things. Future generations will grow up relying heavily on the internet.
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bec-jm · 1 year
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Camp cooker lamb and roast veges 🥕
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closerundone · 4 months
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We're on holidays at the moment and my husband took this photo of me and my boys - I'm going to be the short ass very soon!
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trophydolls · 2 years
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@oliwia_cyminska #selfiequeen 🫣😅📸 sorrynotsorry #thursday #blue #baby #instagood #instadaily #ootd #ootdfashion #blondegirl #styleblogger #blogpost #mumlife #autumn #goodtimes #loveislove #bodypositive #selflove #makeup #makeupaddict #instagood #styleoftheday #picoftheday #girl #dubai #luxurylifestyle #lifestyle #sorrynotsorry (at Melbourne, Victoria, Australia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CisBh7hBv4d/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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essentiallygentle · 1 year
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Mamas:
These celebrities and influencers going on hikes and being highly active the day after having a c-section isnt normal. Please rest and take time to heal.
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mamasaysblog · 1 year
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https://www.mamasays.co.uk/2023/04/11/ways-to-reduce-stress-for-busy-mums-stress-symptoms/ #newpost #stress #stressrelief
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fat-lisa · 1 year
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When the Teletubbies have injured themselves and require 'plasters' to feel better... 🤦‍♀️ #mumlife https://www.instagram.com/p/CqAOQWuIL5h/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Out of nowhere a car pulls out in front of me. I'm preparing for the screech of metal smashing together BUT instead thank you stress cascade - I was able to swerve fast enough. Think about it - stress is designed to keep us safe from serious situations. What happens to divert all of this energy? It's taken away from normal processes. In fact some of those cells, proteins... let's just encompass them all & say molecules do not return back to their original job. Now imagine this DAY AFTER DAY AFTER DAY!? Learn more 👉 Subscribe to the Newsletter 📥 link in bio. #stress #stressresponse #mumlife https://www.instagram.com/p/Cp1j2esrl1Y/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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missuspmobile · 9 months
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July 2023 mid-month update
View this post on Instagram A post shared by Suzanne Teddi Schultz Pick (@suzannepick) I am getting worse at titling these blog posts. Sorry. Well, we’re all on Threads now, yeah? I’m here: https://www.threads.net/@suzannepick if anyone wants to follow me. So last week was a bit of a tough one. Jack got sick on Tuesday night, so I had to stay home and look after him. I, of course, got a weird…
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fandomnsfw · 1 year
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Me Buying Avengers Clothes For My Son
My Son - *picks up spider man and captain America stuff*
Me- but where’s Bucky?
My Son - *passes me the clothes*
Me - But theres no Bucky here! 😭
My Son - *looks at me like*
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dramaticmama · 10 months
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If you're a mum, what is a day like without your child/children?..
They could be in nursery/school 🏫, at their grandparents/fathers' house 🏠 or out on their own adventures...
A day without my little girl 👶🏻 is making sure the house is clean & tidy, her tea 🍽 has been prepared, her clothes are washed, hung out to dry and her clean dry clothes are neatly folded and put away. I make sure food shopping has been done if needed and any other odd bits that need to be done around the house, or I am at work. 👩‍⚕️
But, within all of that madness, I stop, and as guilty as it sounds, take a deep breath at the fact that my living room hasn't got nosiey toys all over the floor that hurt when accidentally stepped on.
The fact that my mum bun has turned into beautifully long brown curl locks, enjoying the feeling of my clothes not having mystery marks on them from cute tiny little hands, and while I notice all these things.
My heart ❤ sinks at the fact that I'd be lost without my mum bun, those mystery marks on my clothes and those nosiey toys 🧸 around my house.
In fact, I'd be completely and utterly lost without my little girl.
A day without your child/children is nice, peaceful, and a time for you to unwind as a mother 👩‍👧, but in reality, it's also a time ⏱️ we worry the most because someone else has our hearts ❤️ within their hands.
Thoughts 🤔 that run through our minds as mothers while our children/child are not within our care for the day are:
• Are they safe.
• Have they ate enough and drank enough throughout the day.
• Do they need extra clothes, nappies, wipes, creams and etc. (Nursery children)
• Will I be there on time to collect them.
Many more scenarios run through our minds, and some are completely out of this world 🌎, but mums sometimes deserve to be extra as that little human right there is our whole heart ❤️ and more walking around outside our bodies 😊..
Being someone's mum 👩‍👧 is the best title I have ever been, and I would never change it for the world 🌎 my mother once told me
" Wait until you have children, and you will understand the love I have for you!"
She was never wrong!🥰 the love I have for my little girl is unconditional!...
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iritbel · 1 year
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Urgh feeling so unbelievably touched out and overwhelmed today.
Need this stage of Freddie using me as a climbing frame to be over. Absolutely drained. Then add in the mum guilt for getting annoyed at him, wonderful mood 👎
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charmiixx · 10 months
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The difficulty and guilt of taking your daughter out when she’s not well because you have to grocery shop is real 😞
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