<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:56:34.056-08:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Teaching children virtues'/><category term='Nurturing Children'/><category term='Stretching A Dollar'/><category term='Improving Behavior'/><category term='Motherhood'/><category term='Homemaking'/><category term='Letters from Jane'/><category term='Sibling Relationships'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='Practical Advice'/><category term='A Spiritual Perspective'/><category term='Motivation'/><category term='Sleep'/><category term='Your Questions'/><category term='Loneliness'/><category term='Don&apos;t Worry'/><category term='Fatherhood'/><category term='Encouragement'/><category term='Big Families'/><category term='Bonding'/><title type='text'>Asking Jane</title><subtitle type='html'>gleaning the wisdom of a mother of 11, grandmother of 10, one question at a time.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-2171410047545458402</id><published>2011-05-19T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T08:35:31.252-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Spiritual Perspective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters from Jane'/><title type='text'>Letters From Jane: Feeling Joy</title><content type='html'>Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My school year is wrapping up and it’s time to turn my attention to something I really love—all this talk about motherhood. I welcome your questions—though I hope you realize that you are wiser than you know and that if you were on a desert island with no internet and no access to any resources, you could find every answer you need. The beauty of the blog, though, is the feeling that you aren’t on an island and that you’re connected to mothers who believe as you do and share your dedication to this work of all works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve all heard about gratitude journals. The idea is that at the end of the day, when everyone is in bed and the house is quiet, we’re supposed to pause for a few minutes and recall and then list the things that we’re thankful for. It’s a good idea because it gets us looking throughout the day for the little things we’re glad we have. But what if instead of waiting until bedtime, we learned to stop right in the middle of what we’re doing and let joy distill--just let ourselves feel the full pleasure of a moment before moving on to the next one. I think we’re most likely to feel a little surge of joy when we get all of our senses involved—we touch and smell and listen and let it sink in. We see the rain on the window or the wind in the trees outside and we cuddle our baby and smell his hair and squeeze his round little leg and hear his breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the secret to pushing that moment of pleasure all the way to joy is to consider that all of this is a gift from a Heavenly Father who loves us and offers us all that he has—not just at the end, but every moment. What if we actually tried to capture, say, ten of those moments every day—what if we didn’t wait for the spectacular—we just paused in the mundane to really see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess that I have little tricks I do to create moments that I love. For example, I like to make cookies and then race to have the kitchen perfectly clean before they come out of the oven. Then I like to sit down with my children in my nice clean kitchen and drink cold milk from mugs with our warm cookies. It’s so prosaic and corny—motherhood….warm cookies and milk—but I love it. I love it every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another one. I love to clean my room—I mean dust and vacuum and polish the mirror and put everything away and then lay there in that nice clean room and read—by myself if it works out, or with my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of these examples have involved creating order, almost as a prerequisite to joy. And I think you know what I mean when I say that order helps. But if we wait for order or a big bank account or perfect harmony, we’re going to miss out on a lot of joyful moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve actually let myself feel joy when everyone is crying at once and there are toys everywhere and the TV is blaring. It’s just so chaotic that it’s really funny. And I love the feeling that I can regain control. I have the power to make everyone in this room happy—one by one –and to turn off the TV and put on some music and rally the troops in a new direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my best no-fail methods of feeling joy is to shift the focus to an eternal perspective. Sometimes when I’m just talking to one of my children, I’ll let myself see us—sitting here talking on the earth in this tiny moment of eternity. He will only be a fifteen year old boy this one time in the whole scheme of things. And who knows what things will be like when we leave this earth. Will we ever sit in a bedroom with soccer cleats and backpacks and discuss the challenges of life together—his voice cracking every now and then? I doubt it. This is the only now we have. I value it—and him and I feel joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the ability to feel joy is a talent that, if practiced becomes natural and just like with any talent, some people seem born with it. If you’re fortunate enough to be one of those, then just carry on. But if you aren’t, stay with it. Your eyes will open more and more. And don’t forget to share your joys with your children. That way, they’ll learn to see them to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an especially good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-2171410047545458402?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2171410047545458402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2011/05/letters-from-jane-feeling-joy.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/2171410047545458402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/2171410047545458402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2011/05/letters-from-jane-feeling-joy.html' title='Letters From Jane: Feeling Joy'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-5775728998178888547</id><published>2011-04-04T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T09:14:10.310-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Improving Behavior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nurturing Children'/><title type='text'>How do I improve my relationship with my 2-year-old?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Dear Jane,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I just stumbled upon your blog and started reading some various posts. I want to ask you and tell you a little bit about my 2 year old daughter and our relationship. She is beautiful. She isbdetermined, strong willed, defiant, dominant and oh so tiny. Any one that comes in contact with Lucy knows she's there. I love her; she is now my middle child. I have a 6 year old son and 4 1/2 month old son. My daughter Lucy is still not speaking and is easily frustrated with me. If she does not get what she wants immediately she screams at me unceasingly. Her and I seem to be continually battling with no winner. I don't yell, spank or say mean things to her, but I have noticed myself pull away from her needs and sometimes I feel it is simply easier to just ignore her adamant, demanding ways. Our relationship is very strained and it worries me. She is somehow different, happier easier to get along with around everyone close to her, her dad, grandma, aunt, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I try to reason with her, set limits, but everything is a fight. We fight when I do her hair, change her diaper, dress her, try to make her meals. She demands so much attention it is taking away from her siblings. She loves her baby brother constantly wants to hold, and cuddle him, but her and her older brother are constantly fighting and she is always destroying anything he is playing with. He never wants to play with her or have her around. By evening I am so drained from the fighting and her constant screaming I want nothing to do with her, but of course she insists I put her to bed. I want our relationship to be better and for her to love me and I want to nurture her in the ways she needs. Even as a baby she wanted to be left alone. She wouldn't sleep in my bed even though I tried she wanted to be in a cradle by herself beside my bed. She didn't want heldand cuddled but instead would love to be left on her stomach on a blanket on the floor until she fell asleep. I nursed her until just weeks before her brother was born and have always tried to remain attached. She has such a strong spirit and I know she is sent from my Father in Heaven I just wish I knew what I needed to do to be the mother she needs me to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Thank You,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Lyndsay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Dear Lyndsay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Thank you for your letter. You’ve done a good job of describing the frustration of a challenging child. In my experience of raising a large family, I acknowledge that some children seem “easier” than others. Our challenge as mothers is to resist the temptation to compare and to develop a strong bond and relationship with each one, independent of the rest. It’s human nature, I think, for our hearts to gravitate toward the pleasant well-behaved child and to emotionally distance ourselves from the more challenging one. We do this in a number of ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I may have mentioned this in an earlier post, but I had an interesting conversation with a group of friends one day. One of them confessed that she had a “favorite” child. She told us who it was and listed the many reasons that this child had won her heart over the others (they had common interests, the child was grateful, made her proud in public, generous, happy, etc). The others in the group acknowledged that they too had favorite children. Then the conversation turned to the child they “didn’t really like”. Everyone laughed—knowing that “didn’t really like” was a strong phrase and that of course, they loved all of their children. But there was one, they all agreed, who was hard almost from the beginning and that it had never changed. They listed their grievances with “the difficult child” and they certainly seemed justified in their position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;You haven’t made such a claim about Lucy, but it’s easy to see that things might head in that direction. I would caution you and all mothers against establishing such labels—even in your own mind. It’s easy to build a case against a child, to go back and support your case with historical evidence, to continue gathering evidence daily. We do this because, in a way, it absolves us of personal responsibility. “This is just a hard child and has been from the start”. But such thought processes are unproductive and destructive. Very soon, a child senses that he is not like the others in our eyes and continues behaviors that divide and separate. When we recognize that a breech like this is beginning to form, we do everything in our power to repair it and bring a child into the secure circle of our approval and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I realize that this is just exactly what you are asking me how to do. The reason that I went into some detail about the mental attitudes of mothers, is that if we’re honest with ourselves, we’ll recognize that this is where the breech starts and that this is where the repair must begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;There are two infallible ways of changing a heart. The first is prayer. Pray all through the day that you can be filled with love and understanding for your child and that she can feel it. Pray for ideas and thoughts and then act on every positive impulse. You mentioned in your letter that she seems to do better with others than with you. That’s good news in a way because it shows that she can control her behavior (admirable for a two year old) and that you can focus on your relationship. That brings me to my second point. Do all the tried and true things that strengthen any relationship. Invest unhurried time. Play with her and let her lead the play. Make lots of eye contact and when you look at her, think, “I love you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;As a grandmother of grandchildren that live far away, I usually have only a few days to win over my two-year-old grandchildren. They don’t really want me to cuddle and hold them until we’ve spent some quality time together. I have a big fuzzy bean bag that we toss back and forth for as long as they want. There’s lots of smiles and eye contact. Then we read books (more close contact). We play hide and seek. Soon we have a nice little bond going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;You are her primary relationship. Much of your time is spent, of necessity, coercing her to do things that she doesn’t really want to do. This strains your relationship so you have to counterbalance all that coercion with praise, approval, smiles, hugs and meaningful comfortable time together. My experience has been that when my children feel really loved by me and when our relationship is solid, they begin to want to please me. And when I see them doing any little thing—making even the tiniest effort to comply or obey, I stop everything and look into their eyes and compliment them and thank them and hug them. The tide begins to turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Finally, recognize that this is the child that is going to teach you all the attributes of godliness—patience, long-suffering, gentleness, charity. This is the child that is going to force you to seek help—to search ponder and pray. You’ve been wanting to put more of that into your life, right? Now you have a purpose! This is the child that is going to refine and change you. This is the child that is going to grow up and remember the many ways that you loved her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;May the Lord bless you in your efforts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-5775728998178888547?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5775728998178888547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2011/04/how-do-i-improve-my-relationship-with.html#comment-form' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/5775728998178888547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/5775728998178888547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2011/04/how-do-i-improve-my-relationship-with.html' title='How do I improve my relationship with my 2-year-old?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-819001152614082752</id><published>2011-03-28T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T08:28:01.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters From Jane: Preparing Your Children For this World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Dear Friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I know I’ve dropped off the planet. As many of you know, I’m in school right now—finishing the degree &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I started 30 years ago. I haven’t been able to decide what to do about this blog. One great highlight of my life is checking in and reading your comments and feeling connected to you—especially when I hear about your successes in using a loving approach to parenting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;And being in school, really experiencing the attitudes and trends of the world, I feel more dedicated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;than ever to supporting your work right now—your work as mothers of small children. The basic values &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;that form the foundation of my life—a knowledge of the reality of God and of his son Jesus Christ, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;family—a mother, a father and children, a clear line between right and wrong—all these things are being systematically altered and blurred into unimportance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;These days you have now with your children are not only precious but more important than they’ve ever been. They are your chance to establish faith. Weekly family home evenings and attending church are so good but not enough. Talk of Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ can be woven into all of their days—expressions of gratitude, prayers over simple problems, repentance, stories from the scriptures, parables and commandments. There will come a day in their lives when doubt will be cast upon all the things you’re teaching them—about the rightness and wrongness of things, the origin and meaning of life and the reality of God. You are preparing them now while they are so believing and full of faith, for that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I know that the academic, secular environment of a non-religious college campus is extreme and it’s been jarring to my sheltered spirit. But because I came into it with deep faith in some things, that faith has been strengthened by the experience. Maybe it’s the contrast—light in darkness or clear truth vs. subjective fuzziness, but my faith has held up. And it gives me hope that all of our children can meet the world in this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I think we’ve all grown up hearing about how we’re a chosen generation reserved for these times. But of this upcoming generation—the ones playing at your feet right now—I believe it’s true. Their world is something altogether different than mine was—or even yours. It swirls with technology and ideas and global connectedness. Isn’t it interesting that the ancient truths of the scriptures are still the key to their gaining wisdom and understanding? The same gospel that made an anchor to the soul of Daniel and Nephi and Paul and the stripling warriors is available to your children in its fullness. It’s your mission to infuse and transmit those truths into the “fleshy tables of the heart” each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Don’t do it with fear but with faith. As the forces for good and evil line up, you are on the winning side. The powerful eternal truths of God told in your simple words and with your familiar voice are all that is needed. In all of your doings every day, do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I can’t make promises about how often or well I will be able to maintain this blog, but I’m staying with it because I just think I need the support right now—the support of powerful mothers in a shaky world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;All my love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;If you’d like to read more on this topic, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/pages/the-power-of-early-preparation?lang=eng"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;check out this article&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-819001152614082752?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/819001152614082752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2011/03/letters-from-jane-preparing-your.html#comment-form' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/819001152614082752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/819001152614082752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2011/03/letters-from-jane-preparing-your.html' title='Letters From Jane: Preparing Your Children For this World'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-6180970440715357502</id><published>2010-12-07T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T10:49:57.125-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nurturing Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters from Jane'/><title type='text'>How to Train Your Dragon</title><content type='html'>Wouldn’t that be a great alternative name for this blog? “How to Train Your Dragon—The Loving Approach to Discipline.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven’t seen the movie yet, go get it. It’s a lesson in parenting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Here were these difficult, impossible dragons—each with its own gifts and challenges. But the single perfect way to train each of them was not by coercion or manipulation or brutality. It was just all about learning to read them and appreciate them and give them the simple things they needed. It was all about mercy and gentleness. As soon as those dragons felt perfectly safe, they were tame. And they were bonded and devoted. They became assets instead of liabilities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/TP6Bex8uLQI/AAAAAAAAFU4/_Qgf2nOKMJw/s1600/how+to+train+your+dragon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/TP6Bex8uLQI/AAAAAAAAFU4/_Qgf2nOKMJw/s400/how+to+train+your+dragon.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I loved that moment of truth—when Hiccup came to slay the dragon and then he looked in his eye and felt that connection. Instead of feelings of power and domination, he felt empathy. He recognized that the dragon felt just like he did. He dropped his sword and treated him as he would like to be treated. That was the turning point. Only then could he slowly, over many days, win his love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wasn’t it interesting how he started out relying on the tried and true dragon book for all his information. But he wasn’t successful until he threw it away and trusted his instincts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I loved how he stood alone—going against the culture of the day, caring more about the relationship he had formed than about what outsiders thought of him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But gradually, as people began to see this new higher way, they became believers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I realize it was fiction---but it contained a lot of truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just keep it on hand and pull it out at the end of a long day and remember what kind of parent you really want to be—what kind of relationships you really want to have with your children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you willing to eat a few raw fish if that’s what it takes to connect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day with your own little dragons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing….that awesome dragon that he tamed was “The Night Fury”. Think about that when you’re walking the floor with a teething baby at two am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-6180970440715357502?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/6180970440715357502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-to-train-your-dragon.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/6180970440715357502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/6180970440715357502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-to-train-your-dragon.html' title='How to Train Your Dragon'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/TP6Bex8uLQI/AAAAAAAAFU4/_Qgf2nOKMJw/s72-c/how+to+train+your+dragon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-7478294090540221901</id><published>2010-11-29T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T16:22:27.740-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Spiritual Perspective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Encouragement'/><title type='text'>Discouraged By What I'm Not Doing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Dear Jane,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I am in my ward’s Primary presidency and I have three very active young children ages five, three, and a new baby. My husband works very long hours (usually more than 12 a day) and travels. I am grateful to be able to stay home with our kids and recognize the blessing it is, but by the end of the day I’m exhausted, frustrated, and go to bed knowing that I’m going to have to do it all over again tomorrow. I know my situation is far from unique and that women all over the world do exactly what I’m doing everyday—probably with much more patience. But since I constantly feel emotionally and physically drained I feel like I have no energy for my Primary calling. I live in a very young ward with a large Primary so everyone serving in callings also has young children. I want to be dedicated and to care about the children in our ward and to feel a deep concern for their well-being, but most days I don’t even feel like I can offer my all to my own children let alone everyone else’s children. I’m not going to ask for a release from my calling and I feel happy when I’m in Primary, but the rest of the week I rarely think about the children in my ward and things I can do to help them and I feel bad for not wanting to care/feeling like I can care. Do you have any advice? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;The Ornery Primary Lady&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Dear Friend,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Actually, I would say that your situation is pretty unique--your husband working twelve hour days and travelling besides? A new baby and two other little ones? No wonder you're feeling overwhelmed. In response to your letter, I'd like to share a little lesson that I recently learned from my daughter, Natalie. It has really helped me and maybe it can be a lesson for all of us. Natalie has four little boys and another on the way. The oldest is five. About a month ago, I was really worried about her. She seemed completely buried--tired and discouraged. I don't live close to her and because I am finishing my degree right now, I wasn't even available by phone. Our hurried conversations always left me feeling helpless. I offered many prayers for her throughout my days at school. Then one day, she shared a new insight she had gained. It was so profound. She realized that it was humanly impossible to do all that was required of her in a day, perfectly. She was just one person--one tired, pregnant person. So she stopped and thought about what mattered most to her...what gave her the most satisfaction at the end of the day, and what disappointed her the most if left undone. She realized that what really mattered the most to her were her relationships--with the Lord, with her husband and with her children, She decided that those relationships would come first for her. She began to make sure that she made time for scripture study. She has always studied but now it became a top priority. She became more attuned to each of her children. If the laundry sat undone it was ok. It things weren't perfect, they weren't. At the end of the day, she measured her success by these relationships. She was surprised to find that by putting those things first, the other tasks usually fell into place as well. But inwardly, she felt a new peace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;All of that said, I want to encourage you not to give up on your church calling. I've known a lot of people who let their callings go in the name of "family comes first" and usually, they don't experience the relief they hoped for. Over the years, I've accepted callings and I see them as an opportunity to use my talents in serving the Lord. As a result, my capacities have increased and many of my talents have been developed in ways that are surprising. For example, I've learned to organize people, plan and carry out activities, assess needs and meet them. I've grown musically and learned teaching skills. I've learned a great deal about child development. Long before I had teen-agers, I had the opportunity to work with them and understand their challenges. It played a part in how I taught my little children when I got home--what I chose to emphasize to prepare them for those years. I came to understand that magnifying my callings in the church, not only brought blessings to our family, but expanded me personally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Of course, there is another great benefit. As our children watch us give our all to the Lord, they learn that he is important--they learn to be magnifiers themselves. I certainly got that message from my mother. I'll never forget her years as a Stake MIA president. Back then, it was a tremendously demanding calling. I must have been about 6 or 7 when we spent an entire Saturday decorating the church for a "Centennial Ball." We transformed a room into an ice cream parlor, we hung chandeliers (that we had constructed from coat hangers, twinkle lights and spray paint) all over the gym--and more. It was so elaborate. But I learned that we give our best to the church. It's the Lord's kingdom on earth. I can tell you honestly, that my service in the church has never taken away from my family. When I start feeling like I don't like a calling, I sit down and list all the things I could be doing to magnify it and then I just start doing them little by little. Before I know it, I love my calling. And almost every one of my closest friendships have been formed as I've worked along side people in the church. It's the way our hearts are knit together. Those connections, with your presidency, teachers and especially the children can bring joy and meaning to your life as you make this sacrifice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I hope this reply doesn't seem insensitive. I really do know that your life is very demanding. But remember that the Lord thinks you can do this even with a full plate. Maybe he wants to stretch you. I'm grateful that he has steadily believed in me through the years, challenged me and accepted my efforts. May he bless you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;With love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-7478294090540221901?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7478294090540221901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/11/discouraged-by-what-im-not-doing.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/7478294090540221901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/7478294090540221901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/11/discouraged-by-what-im-not-doing.html' title='Discouraged By What I&apos;m Not Doing?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-2176965606337272879</id><published>2010-11-16T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T11:02:12.537-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Spiritual Perspective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters from Jane'/><title type='text'>A Letter From Jane: A House Of Order</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;I  know that when you read the title of this letter, you’ll be hoping for  cleaning tips or organization methods. &amp;nbsp;I do have some of those. &amp;nbsp;But I  want to say a word today about something more basic. &amp;nbsp;And I’d like to  start out by issuing you a challenge. &amp;nbsp;This challenge is going to sound  impossible. &amp;nbsp;So you know I wouldn’t ask if it weren’t important and if I  didn’t know how much it would bless your life. &amp;nbsp;Here it is. &amp;nbsp;I want you  to begin every day with 15 minutes or more of scripture study, followed  by a really good prayer. &amp;nbsp;I’m not sure how you’re going to do it…how  you’ll need to juggle, but I want you to commit to try. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;And it really matters that you do it before everything else. &amp;nbsp;Here’s why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 10pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; list-style-type: decimal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;  It clearly tells the Lord that he comes first with you—that everything  else in your life is built upon this relationship. &amp;nbsp;You know that  wonderful scripture in Ether (5:12) &amp;nbsp;…it is upon the rock of your  Redeemer that you must build your foundation… &amp;nbsp;Picture that your days  are like structures that you are building. When you place the Lord  first, he becomes the foundation of your work. &amp;nbsp;Like paying tithing  first, there is power in everything else that follows and confidence  that your efforts will be magnified, blessed and that the windows of  heaven will be opened. &amp;nbsp;When we launch into our day without that help,  we are flying alone. &amp;nbsp;Our Heavenly Father becomes an afterthought…even  an obligation. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 10pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; list-style-type: decimal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;You  will experience an increase of peace. &amp;nbsp;I love this quote by Merrill  Bateman: &amp;nbsp;“As faith grows, our vision of eternity expands, which  increases our capacity to meet life’s challenges.” &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There is no more  challenging life than yours. &amp;nbsp;You need wisdom. &amp;nbsp;You need ideas and plans  and blueprints to go on as you raise these little children. &amp;nbsp;Why  wouldn’t we enlist the Lord’s help and depend on his direction? &amp;nbsp;There  is no more satisfying experience than to receive a flash of inspiration  about one of your children—knowing that it came from outside of  yourself. &amp;nbsp;It’s usually something so simple but when implemented it  turns the tide. &amp;nbsp;It’s always loving. &amp;nbsp;And peace comes because you  recognize that you are not alone. &amp;nbsp;You remember that you are not the  only parent here. &amp;nbsp;You are really just an instrument. &amp;nbsp;As I’ve mentioned  before, these flashes of light do not usually come during the prayer or  even during the scripture study, but later in the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 10pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; list-style-type: decimal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;It is the way to truly teach your children the gospel of Jesus Christ. &amp;nbsp;It becomes written in the “fleshy tablets of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;heart.” &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You teach them from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;your own experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;.  &amp;nbsp;When you tell them of the reality of God, they know that you know.  &amp;nbsp;Otherwise, it’s only words. &amp;nbsp;The accumulated days of study and prayer,  produce in you, core strength. &amp;nbsp;There is no substitute for that. &amp;nbsp;There  is no shortcut. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Our world is darkening. &amp;nbsp;In the past few weeks, I have  watched some of my most precious friends struggle with their faith,  lose their testimony and let go. &amp;nbsp;We’re going to see this more and more  as we move into these final days. &amp;nbsp;Our children need more than visual  aids. &amp;nbsp;They need to know because their mothers taught them. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;There  are other reasons. &amp;nbsp;But unless you really commit to this and create  this pattern in your life, you will not experience the blessings. &amp;nbsp;Give  place for this expansion to happen. &amp;nbsp;It will give perspective and often  solutions to every single problem in your life. &amp;nbsp;I know this from my own  experience. &amp;nbsp;I’ll end with my current favorite scripture. &amp;nbsp;I read it in  Gospel Doctrine class this past Sunday and I loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;“Blessed  is the man that trusteth in the Lord, and whose hope the Lord is. &amp;nbsp;For  he shall be as a tree planted by the waters, and that spreadeth out her  roots by the river, and shall not see when heat cometh, but her tent  shall be green; and shall not be careful in the year of drought, neither  shall cease from yielding fruit.” &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Jeremiah 17: 7-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;All my love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-2176965606337272879?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2176965606337272879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/11/letter-from-jane-house-of-order.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/2176965606337272879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/2176965606337272879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/11/letter-from-jane-house-of-order.html' title='A Letter From Jane: A House Of Order'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-6528293394944979335</id><published>2010-10-27T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T11:53:33.431-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Spiritual Perspective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching children virtues'/><title type='text'>Discussing Sexuality With Children?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hi there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to ask, how and when do you discuss sexuality with  children?&amp;nbsp; What do you include, or leave out?&amp;nbsp; I have a seven year old,  and was surprised to learn that many of her friends have already had the  talk from their parents.&amp;nbsp; My daughter hasn't expressed any curiosity  about where babies come from, or how our bodies change, etc.&amp;nbsp; Help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you,&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Anonymous,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll confess that I made a lot of mistakes in this  area.&amp;nbsp; I grew up in the most "Victorian" of homes and the topic of sex  was never discussed.&amp;nbsp; Never.&amp;nbsp; So I sort of had the idea that since I  managed to figure things out, it wasn't absolutely necessary to go into  much detail with my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact, just a moment ago, while I was typing this  response, my daughter, Marlee, who is at BYU,&amp;nbsp; sent an instant message  and we had the following conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;marlee:&lt;/b&gt; MOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; Marlee! hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;marlee:&lt;/b&gt; are you at school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;marlee:&lt;/b&gt; me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; I'm answering an Asking Jane letter about when to talk to your children about sex.&amp;nbsp; Not exactly my strong point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;marlee:&lt;/b&gt; haha.&amp;nbsp; Just say: "Don't tell them. That's what I did."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;There you have it--a little glimpse into one of my weak  spots.&amp;nbsp; So I'm going to answer this question based on what I know now  and what I would do now if I had it to do over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I did:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expected my husband to talk with the boys, while I handled the topic (haphazardly) with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I should have done:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As  a mother, I would talk with each of my children--boys and girls--and  make sure that this topic was safe and comfortable in our home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I did:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited until they asked before I talked to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I should have done:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At  around 10-12 (depending on the child), I would initiate this  conversation if it hadn't come up yet.&amp;nbsp; I know there is disagreement  about when.&amp;nbsp; A lot of people think 8 is ideal but I think it might be a  little hard for my 8-year-olds to swallow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I did:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assumed that once I'd talked to most of them,  the word would filter down through the ranks.&amp;nbsp; So some slipped through  the cracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I should have done:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I should never have treated this vital topic carelessly.&amp;nbsp; I should have seen that each of my children was taught individually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I did right!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really taught modesty at an early age and a high regard for the body.&amp;nbsp; I didn't allow crudeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When  I did sit down and talk to my daughters, I taught them in the context  of our Heavenly Father's plan for us.&amp;nbsp; I used the Proclamation on the  Family as a guide.&amp;nbsp; This conversation was really powerful because it  became clear that Satan had an arsenal of ammunition and our discussion  led to the many ways he uses it.&amp;nbsp; This topic really does invite the  spirit because it is at the core of our creation and purpose.&amp;nbsp; Since I  had often taught my children the plan of salvation, and they had an  understanding of why they were here on the earth, they easily accepted  this new information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a wicked world and Satan has hit new lows in his distortion  and display of sex. It's not okay to approach this responsibility in the  careless way that I did.&amp;nbsp; We must give a clear and timely understanding  to our children.&amp;nbsp; I hope that you can learn from my mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-6528293394944979335?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/6528293394944979335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/10/discussing-sexuality-with-children_27.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/6528293394944979335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/6528293394944979335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/10/discussing-sexuality-with-children_27.html' title='Discussing Sexuality With Children?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-1750921691233859205</id><published>2010-10-25T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T09:36:20.138-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Improving Behavior'/><title type='text'>One-Year-Old Screamer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hi Jane,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; I am absolutely impressed with your blog.&amp;nbsp; Thank you for  sharing your wisdom and knowledge with people like me who are new moms.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my question is this:&amp;nbsp; My 1 year old has become a screamer.&amp;nbsp;  He screams to communicate and it is so embarrassing.&amp;nbsp; I spend church  time, in secluded rooms, and find myself giving in to just about  anything to make him stop.&amp;nbsp; It is a blood curdling scream, not just a  little one.&amp;nbsp; My 2 1/2 year old never did this, so it is throwing me for a  loop.&amp;nbsp; I feel like I have tried everything and exhausted every  resource.&amp;nbsp; I AM EXHAUSTED.&amp;nbsp; It is flustering, and I can't seem, despite  my best efforts, to get him to communicate in other ways.&amp;nbsp; Please help  me if you know how.&amp;nbsp; He is only 1 as of  Sept 4th, so I am not sure what to do.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I just  moved from a home to an apartment so that he could go back to school.&amp;nbsp;  The neighbors can hear EVERY minute of my son's screaming . What do I  do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Lisanne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8000ff; font-family: tahoma,new york,times,serif; font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I am so sorry.&amp;nbsp; I remember returning to school with three little  children and how I worried about the neighbors.&amp;nbsp; It was a lot of  pressure.&amp;nbsp; And screaming is so unnerving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;But you realize, of course, that this is&amp;nbsp;a temporary phase.&amp;nbsp; And  it's good that you recognize that your little man is just trying to  communicate.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The key is to downplay it.&amp;nbsp; If he sees you responding, he  will think it's a game.&amp;nbsp; If you run over and grab him every time or  look alarmed or, worst of all, give him what he wants, he'll have  no&amp;nbsp;reason to stop.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I would just try to&amp;nbsp;downplay it and continue  teaching him to say words.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Meet his needs in every way--make sure he's  getting plenty of sleep and keep him fed.&amp;nbsp; Give him lots of love.&amp;nbsp; If  he screams, walk away.&amp;nbsp; When he doesn't, pour it on.  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;That is to say, give him lots of positive attention when he  isn't screaming and not much at all when he is.&amp;nbsp; If you have to remove  him (because you're in church or some other public place) just don't  make a big deal about the screaming.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Don't tense up and cover his  mouth.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Calmly take him out and wait for him to stop.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Then&lt;/em&gt;  make eye contact and smile and talk to him.&amp;nbsp; When he screams, be  unresponsive.&amp;nbsp; I would also explain your dilemma to your neighbors and  let them know that you're working with him.&amp;nbsp; Chances are, they aren't  hearing anything.&amp;nbsp; Don't be exhausted by this.&amp;nbsp; Just ride it out and try  to keep it low key.&amp;nbsp; At this age, your son is just trying out all of  his new skills.&amp;nbsp; When he finds the ones that bring rewards, he'll  gradually leave the others behind.&amp;nbsp; Children at this age are very  perceptive.&amp;nbsp; He's going to stop when he realizes that screaming gets him  nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This is a challenge but you can do it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;All my love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Jane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-1750921691233859205?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/1750921691233859205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/10/one-year-old-screamer.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/1750921691233859205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/1750921691233859205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/10/one-year-old-screamer.html' title='One-Year-Old Screamer?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-8431623761442961329</id><published>2010-10-20T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T16:27:46.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Borderline ADHD?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Dear Jane,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; I have a questions about ADHD. My 6 year old son, who has been  diagnosed with "borderline ADHD" ( he doesn't meet all the criteria for  full-blown ADHD) has been a great challenge for me and my husband. He  doesn't handle transitions well, is very rigid at times, and is beginning  to show anger and defiance toward us when we tell him what to do. The  doctor said his brain is "wired" differently than most kids and will  probably be ok, but I am worried. Do you have any advice or experience  in this area?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Felicia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #888888;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #888888;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #888888;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Dear Felicia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't experienced ADHD in my family, but I  have definitely worked with difficult children and teens.&amp;nbsp; Maybe  because I only know one way to work with children, I've come to believe  that a loving approach generally brings out the best in people--without  exception.&amp;nbsp; You realize by now, that by "loving", I don't mean  permissive.&amp;nbsp; I mean clear, consistent and firm.&amp;nbsp; But in a way that  always communicates love.&amp;nbsp; In most cases that I've observed, anger comes  when children feel dominated, forced and backed into a corner.&amp;nbsp; When  they feel listened to, respected and securely loved, they almost always  become more reasonable.&amp;nbsp; I understand that your son might have  difficulty&amp;nbsp;accepting limits. But he needs them and if you are clear  and consistent and kind as you enforce them--giving generously in other  areas (saying "yes"&amp;nbsp;with a twinkle in your eye whenever you can) he will  accept "no" more readily.&amp;nbsp; He is still young and in danger of being  earmarked as "bad" and unlovable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;So, to me, the principles I advocate on this blog, completely apply  with your son--maybe more so.&amp;nbsp; Between outbursts, during day to day  life, work very hard on your relationship with him.&amp;nbsp; Discover his  talents and learn to genuinely appreciate aspects of his personality.&amp;nbsp;  Express love often--both in words and by holding him close to you.&amp;nbsp;  Realize that because of his behavior problems, he may not have many  people who smile at him and treat him warmly.&amp;nbsp; Let him see love in your  eyes.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Help him over the bumps that other children seem to handle well  on their own.&amp;nbsp; Just try to be on his side instead of being embarrassed  by him.&amp;nbsp; Discover ways of working with him that really seem to hit the  mark.&amp;nbsp; Pray for insight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;You know that old saying about how nice it would be if kids came  with a set of instructions.&amp;nbsp; Well, if I were to boil it down to&amp;nbsp;step one  and two, it would be--- love and teach---in that order.&amp;nbsp; When I feel  loved I feel good.&amp;nbsp; When I feel good, I want to be good.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As my wise  mother used to say, "a misbehaving child is a discouraged child".&amp;nbsp; That  little piece of information gives us a map to follow.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Finally,&amp;nbsp;don't compare him with anyone ever.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Maybe his behavior  will not be ideal by the world's standards and he might even&amp;nbsp;be the  worst kid in the class.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But stay focused on &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt; and&amp;nbsp;on&lt;em&gt; his small improvements&lt;/em&gt; and praise his efforts however&amp;nbsp;hard to see.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Be his fan and maybe sometimes, his only friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I believe we have the children we have for a reason.&amp;nbsp; Maybe we can  best help them to&amp;nbsp;grow. Maybe they can best help us to grow!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It's an  amazing plan and if we step up to it, it&amp;nbsp;will bring us joy.&amp;nbsp; This much I  know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;All my love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Jane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #888888;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-8431623761442961329?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8431623761442961329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/10/borderline-adhd.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/8431623761442961329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/8431623761442961329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/10/borderline-adhd.html' title='Borderline ADHD?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-1374429063053777496</id><published>2010-10-14T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T12:50:30.122-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nurturing Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motivation'/><title type='text'>How Do I Learn To Like Motherhood?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;As a teenager, I would lock myself in my room and shut the world out, be  left alone with my thoughts and just be me. I hated it when my little  sister would even touch me. &amp;nbsp;I need space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Now that I'm a mother, I  feel those same things yet don't get to lock myself in my room. &amp;nbsp;To top  it off&amp;nbsp;I have never been a very nurturing person yet not long after  getting married, I wanted to have kids. &amp;nbsp;Now I have 3 kids (ages 8,6,  &amp;amp;3) and feel like it's almost too much. &amp;nbsp;Some days I wake up asking  myself what in the WORLD I was thinking having 3 kids? &amp;nbsp;Being a loving  mom just doesn't come naturally to me. at. all. &amp;nbsp;I try and I try but  it's almost against my nature. &amp;nbsp;It's hard for me not to compare myself  to other moms who claim that they "just love being a mom" etc. &amp;nbsp;I feel  like something is wrong with me because&amp;nbsp;Some days I HATE being a mom.&amp;nbsp;  When I leave on vacation without my kids, I don't really miss them.  &amp;nbsp;It's hard to admit this as a member of the Church striving to magnify  my calling as a mother. &amp;nbsp;I feel like this is not the norm. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I have  read zillions of parenting books and am always working at improving  but... I don't know how to LOVE (or even like) motherhood. &amp;nbsp;I wish I was  the kind of mom that could handle 11 kids like yourself but I'm not and  that makes me sad and frustrated. &amp;nbsp;So how do I learn to like  motherhood?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Dear friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I am probably not the best one to answer this question.&amp;nbsp; I was born  for motherhood.&amp;nbsp; I know that and I know that it's been a blessing for  me.&amp;nbsp; The very thing I'm supposed to do--the very role that I am supposed  to embrace, just happens to be my first love.&amp;nbsp; So a person like me gets  all kinds of affirmation in the church.&amp;nbsp; My heart really does go out to  people who struggle with this role and expectation and who just don't  find the joy they keep hearing about.&amp;nbsp; I have a few thoughts and I'd  like to invite readers to share their experiences in this area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;You already have children and they only have one mother, and one  childhood.&amp;nbsp; You need to learn to really know and love your children.&amp;nbsp;  You just can't give in to the self-doubts you're experiencing.&amp;nbsp;  Nurturing is a skill that can be learned and love has a source. &amp;nbsp; Pray  that your heart may be made tender toward each of your children.&amp;nbsp; You  are the single most important person in their lives.&amp;nbsp; Your approval,  your affirmation of them, your knowledge and acceptance of their  uniqueness will stay with them throughout their lives.&amp;nbsp; If there is  emptiness and coldness in your relationship with them, they will be  injured.&amp;nbsp; You might feel like you really can't help that.&amp;nbsp; You don't  feel it so what can you do?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You can invest yourself in a different way  than you are now investing.&amp;nbsp; Maybe you are just very custodial.&amp;nbsp;  Feeding them.&amp;nbsp; Cleaning the house.&amp;nbsp; Hauling them around.&amp;nbsp; Noticing all  the ways they drive you crazy--arguing, undoing what you've done,  talking back, etc.&amp;nbsp; But just step back.&amp;nbsp; Look at each child  individually.&amp;nbsp; What is on their mind?&amp;nbsp; Who are they?&amp;nbsp; What is their  world like?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Picture yourself building a visible bond.&amp;nbsp; Every time you  smile at them, hug or touch or laugh at something together, you are  strengthening the bond.&amp;nbsp; Be alone with each one and talk about things.&amp;nbsp;  Just look right into their eyes and listen intently.&amp;nbsp; While you're  listening, think that you love them, that they are precious.&amp;nbsp; They will  see that thought in your eyes.&amp;nbsp; You might feel awkward about this.&amp;nbsp;  Maybe you aren't a touchy feely kind of person.&amp;nbsp; But children really are  and they interpret little gestures like a gentle hand on their back or a  genuine smile to mean, "I love you."&amp;nbsp; I guess what I'm really getting  at, is just force yourself to go through the motions of eye contact,  touch and smiling with a light in your eyes until you begin to feel it.&amp;nbsp;  Realize that you are feeding your child in a very real way.&amp;nbsp; This is  nurturing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Put yourself on a two week plan of going through the nurturing  motions that I've described.&amp;nbsp; Take each child on an outing alone during  the two weeks.&amp;nbsp; Do something fun like bowling or hiking or hunting for  some special treasure with them at a thrift store.&amp;nbsp; When you get back  home, don't go right into the house.&amp;nbsp; Just stay in the car.&amp;nbsp; Tell them  that you've had such a good time with them and express your love.&amp;nbsp; Also  during the two weeks, compliment each of them each day.&amp;nbsp; Focus on the  good things they do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Picture that you are building a bond.&amp;nbsp; Try not to  raise your voice or look at them in way that communicates disdain.&amp;nbsp; If  they misbehave, take them individually into another room and talk to  them.&amp;nbsp; Hold their hand and talk to them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; This is your family.&amp;nbsp; A family is different from any other project  or accomplishment because&amp;nbsp;it is an eternal, living thing.&amp;nbsp; It extends on  for generations.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;If you can make the sacrifice to learn  to&amp;nbsp;nurture,&amp;nbsp;you'll not only be&amp;nbsp;building&amp;nbsp;emotionally healthy children,  but you'll be teaching them how to&amp;nbsp;nurture&amp;nbsp;the generation that follows.&amp;nbsp;  And I really can't describe to you the return on this investment of  yourself.&amp;nbsp; Your children will not always be small.&amp;nbsp; They will grow to  love you if you first love them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My children still at home--ages  16, 14, 11 and 9 are genuinely soothing to me.&amp;nbsp; I look forward to seeing  them at the end of the day--like good friends.&amp;nbsp; They aren't any better  than your children!&amp;nbsp; I loved them every day.&amp;nbsp; Now they love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One final note...sometimes we fill our lives with hobbies or  pursuits that produce more immediate rewards.&amp;nbsp; If we aren't careful, we  start to resent our children and see them as obstructions to the things  that bring us real pleasure.&amp;nbsp; The key is to &lt;i&gt;discover pleasure in our children&lt;/i&gt;--to make them central, to genuinely value them during the relatively short time that they are in our home.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The day will come that you will be free to spend whole days any way  you want-- you can travel, go to school, or go in your room and shut  the door&amp;nbsp; But today, you are a mother.&amp;nbsp; I challenge you to come out and  keep trying.&amp;nbsp; I know that the Lord will bless your efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Jane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-1374429063053777496?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/1374429063053777496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/10/how-do-i-learn-to-like-motherhood.html#comment-form' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/1374429063053777496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/1374429063053777496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/10/how-do-i-learn-to-like-motherhood.html' title='How Do I Learn To Like Motherhood?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-3282685461193613455</id><published>2010-10-11T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T07:48:25.879-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nurturing Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><title type='text'>My 6 month old just started crying before naps?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hi Jane,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Wondering if you can help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;My  six month old daughter has just started crying before her day time  naps. &amp;nbsp;And when I say crying, I mean really screaming sometimes kicking  her legs out and arching her back, and for up to 20 or 30 minutes before  going to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Up until now she has been an  absolute angel. &amp;nbsp;She sleeps about 12 - 13 hours through the night with 1  or 2 feeds (usually 1), but she goes straight back to sleep after the  feed, or I put her in her cot and she puts herself to sleep. &amp;nbsp;She is  still doing this now, and is still an angel at night, but it's the day  naps that have started causing heartache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;She  has always only power napped in the day - usually only sleeps for about  30 - 40 minutes at a time and 3 or 4 times in the day. &amp;nbsp;In the past  she'd start grizzling and rubbing her eyes and I knew she was tired, so  I'd give her the dummy (she only uses this for day time naps) and she'd  go to sleep straight away. &amp;nbsp;Now she screams and screams. &amp;nbsp;Is this  normal? &amp;nbsp;At first I thought she may be teething, but why would she only  cry at pre-sleep time? &amp;nbsp;Then I thought that maybe she is just at that  age where she changes a bit, gets her own personality, and isn't just a  dream baby who only sleeps, eats and poo's! &amp;nbsp;A lot of people have told  me babies change at around 6 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway, would appreciate your advice, thanks so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Kindest Regards,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Clair Mudaliar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;(Gold Coast, Australia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Dear Clair,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I just noticed that you sent this letter in July and I'm just  getting it answered in October!&amp;nbsp; That means that your baby is nine  months old now and is probably doing something completely different.&amp;nbsp; I  love your Australian accent that comes through in print!&amp;nbsp; A "dummy"  must be a pacifier, "grizzling" must be fussing, and&amp;nbsp;every mother  everywhere loves her baby to go to sleep "straight away."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I agree with your friends that tell you that babies go through  changes at six months.&amp;nbsp; And they continue to change pretty regularly  until they are 3 or 4 years old.&amp;nbsp; It's frustrating for a mom because  just when she thinks she's got a great system going, her baby quits  cooperating.&amp;nbsp; They don't need as much sleep, they become more aware of  their surroundings, they teethe, they catch a little cold, they take a  jump in appetite.&amp;nbsp; If you want to maintain a strict schedule in your  life, if you want your baby to be in her bed at certain hours, you can.&amp;nbsp;  But you'll have to plan on letting&amp;nbsp;her scream or just lay awake to accommodate you.&amp;nbsp; I had eleven children.&amp;nbsp; Some were content and happy,  others more demanding, but I never accomplished the feat of determining  when they would sleep and when they would wake.&amp;nbsp; I knew every trick in  the book to get a sleepy baby to sleep.&amp;nbsp; My husband was genius at it.&amp;nbsp;  But if they weren't ready, I just let them be up until they were.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Judging from&amp;nbsp;the letters I receive, sleep seems to top the list of  difficulties you face as mothers.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes it's easy to equate your  overall success and failure as a mother, with how well your children go  to bed.&amp;nbsp; There are hundreds of books written on the subject.&amp;nbsp; I've read  some of them.&amp;nbsp; But I think that really, I just gave up fighting it.&amp;nbsp; The  more I read about brain development in the first year, the less  comfortable I felt letting babies scream it out.&amp;nbsp; So I didn't.&amp;nbsp; I  walked, rocked, used binkies, bottles, car rides,etc.&amp;nbsp; When I was worn  out, my husband stepped in.&amp;nbsp; Many times when we'd had a particularly  rough night with a baby, we'd find that they had a fever in the morning  and probably had been achy and miserable during the night.&amp;nbsp; I was glad  we hadn't left them to cry.&amp;nbsp; After the first year, I had tender feelings  for them.&amp;nbsp; I had a relationship.&amp;nbsp; I didn't feel comfortable letting  them cry then either.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I let them sleep with me.&amp;nbsp; It just  wasn't a big deal.&amp;nbsp; By the time they were three or four, they seemed to  go to bed better unless they had a late nap.&amp;nbsp; You see, my policy was  just to be sensitive to their feelings...about sleep and about  everything else.&amp;nbsp; They were people.&amp;nbsp; I just tried to treat them well.&amp;nbsp; I  wanted them to feel secure, safe and loved.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It isn't, perhaps, the  neatest, tidiest way, but it's a way that I look back on with  satisfaction.&amp;nbsp; I believe that unique bonds are formed in the long,  hard&amp;nbsp;nights.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Motherhood requires continual sacrifice and then sometimes  even new levels of sacrifice.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This has been a long answer to a short question.&amp;nbsp; So...I would move  through the stages of your baby's life with flexibility.&amp;nbsp; Don't get  frustrated.&amp;nbsp; Just meet her needs from day to day and enjoy each new  stage of development.&amp;nbsp; Accept that they are part of life and that  she's&amp;nbsp;growing as she should,&amp;nbsp;and find tender ways of helping her learn  to sleep as she changes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;All my love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Jane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-3282685461193613455?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3282685461193613455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-6-month-old-just-started-crying.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/3282685461193613455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/3282685461193613455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-6-month-old-just-started-crying.html' title='My 6 month old just started crying before naps?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-5805277113303057489</id><published>2010-10-07T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T07:21:36.216-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nurturing Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sibling Relationships'/><title type='text'>Lap Wars During Reading Time?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Jane,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm curious if you have any ideas for dealing  the lap wars that ensue whenever I try and read a book these days.&amp;nbsp; My  kids are 3.5 and 18 mo.&amp;nbsp; I've tried giving them each a turn (even  changing who is sitting on my lap after each book), but the 18 mo. just  cries and cries and tries to wiggle his way back on when it isn't his  turn to sit on my lap, and of course, the 3.5 wants the attention too.&amp;nbsp; I  really want reading to be a positive experience for both of them.&amp;nbsp; Any  suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Brittany &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Brittany,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I quote my mother far too often on this  blog--but sometimes I can just hear her little chuckle when I read your  questions and I can also hear her answer.&amp;nbsp; She used to say, "Is there  anything better than holding your baby while another child is clamoring  to get on?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It sounds like that "enjoyable" moment has lost some of its charm.&amp;nbsp;  Here's what I'd do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I would tell my oldest child that the younger one  gets to sit on my lap because he is the baby.&amp;nbsp; "But I need &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;  to sit right beside me and turn the pages...because you're the oldest ."  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then just stick to it.&amp;nbsp; They'll accept your routine if you are  firm.&amp;nbsp; If it really turns into an all out war, say, "Oh dear, I guess  we'll have to read later."&amp;nbsp; Just make a big deal about that older  child's responsibility to turn the pages.&amp;nbsp; And keep them cuddled close  and remember that the oldest one just wants to feel important to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Jane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-5805277113303057489?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5805277113303057489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/10/lap-wars-during-reading-time.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/5805277113303057489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/5805277113303057489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/10/lap-wars-during-reading-time.html' title='Lap Wars During Reading Time?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-5581098093758267583</id><published>2010-09-30T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T15:33:58.105-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><title type='text'>Husband Issues?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;So far I've only seen questions relating to kids, and I'm wondering if you'd be willing to tackle one about husbands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My  problem is I feel like I'm constantly cleaning up after my husband. He  cooks and leaves a mess on the stove that I have to clean off. He leaves  dishes all over the house. When he cooks, he also leaves wrappers on  the counters. I try not to mind, because he's working full time and  going to school, but at the same time, couldn't he at least rinse his  plates? The other day I woke up and there was spaghetti sauce all over  the stove. I mean, ALL over. when he woke up (he works graves) I asked  him if he'd clean it up. He said, "I knew that would be the first thing  you said to me today." (If you knew it was coming, why didn't you wipe  it off?!) And then he  never cleaned it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've talked with him about using paper plates,  and he is SO opposed to them, but won't tell me why. I understand if  you're eating a steak, you don't want to have to cut up your plate. But  if you're microwaving a quesadilla, shouldn't it be worth it to eat off a  paper plate so your wife doesn't have to scrape off the melted cheese?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,  I feel like the only thing I regularly ask him to do is take out the  garbage. It really is too heavy for me most of the time. Before I was  married, I had a tiny garbage can that would fit under the sink, so it  had to be taken out every day and never got heavy or stinky. As soon as  we got married, he started campaigning for a bigger can, and I told him  he could get it if he'd be the one taking out the trash. So I ask him  VERY nicely, and he says he'll do it, then doesn't. And I'm not even  asking him to make a special trip! I always say, "Baby, when you leave,  would you take the trash out  with you?" He says yes, then leaves without it. I remind him, and he  says sure thing, then leaves again. This will go for several days before  he gets frustrated with me asking and finally takes it out. I partly  feel like I want to make a point and he SAID he'll take it out, so he  SHOULD! But also, sometimes when I finally cave and do it myself, he  says, "I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;said&lt;/span&gt; I'd take it out!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So  how do I talk to him about this without it turning into a big argument?  I don't want to feel like a nag, but that's the only way to get things  done. I feel so disrespected, and like he's taking advantage of me, even  though I know that's not what it's about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please Help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Dear Friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds like maybe you and your husband are at a  stand-off.&amp;nbsp; You're in a pattern that builds resentment and separation.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  If you really want to strengthen your marriage and feel loved and cared  for by your husband, you have the ability to turn things around.&amp;nbsp; But  you are going to have to stop keeping score, stop looking for evidence  of his neglect and stop making requests and then waiting for him to fail  you again.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You need to step back and look at what he is giving  you--working full time and going to school so he can take good care of  you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little old-fashioned, I know.&amp;nbsp; I'm still back there in the age  where a man's role was to provide and a woman's role was to create a  warm loving home for him to return to every night--rather than a frown  and a pile of chores.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I think you should do all you can to support him  with this difficult schedule.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Make it your goal to be the woman he  can't wait to see and hates to leave.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Make it so that he loves and  appreciates you so much that he &lt;i&gt;wants&lt;/i&gt; to take your garbage out.&amp;nbsp; I  know, I know.&amp;nbsp; It's his garbage just as much as it is yours.&amp;nbsp; But men  like to feel like they're doing something for you and that you love them  for it--not like naughty little children that you have to keep in  line.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Express appreciation continually for the sacrifices he's making  for you.&amp;nbsp; Doing this will invite him to lower his defenses and begin to  appreciate &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this will only work if it is deeply sincere.&amp;nbsp; Make up  your mind that you are going to serve him without resentment.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It only  takes a few seconds to wash a plate.&amp;nbsp; Don't make a big show of it.&amp;nbsp; When  you feel like complaining, give him a smile and a big hug and tell him  it's the least you can do considering all that he does for you.&amp;nbsp; I can  almost guarantee that as he feels this love and support from you, you  will not have to take out the garbage.&amp;nbsp; He'll see you doing it and say,  "Hey little lady, I'll get that for you."&amp;nbsp; And you'll say, "Thanks."&amp;nbsp;  And he'll just think you're the best thing ever made.&amp;nbsp; Your marriage  will flourish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray each day to know how to better serve and care for your husband  and you will receive ideas and a softening of heart.&amp;nbsp; The love you have  for each other is right at the bedrock of your successful home.&amp;nbsp; It's  worth any effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-5581098093758267583?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5581098093758267583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/09/husband-issues.html#comment-form' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/5581098093758267583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/5581098093758267583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/09/husband-issues.html' title='Husband Issues?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-3684824879847408370</id><published>2010-09-27T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T07:26:17.384-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters from Jane'/><title type='text'>A Letter From Jane: Creating Everyday Fun In Your Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Dear Friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'd like to talk to you about a wonderful aspect of family  life.....Fun!&amp;nbsp; There is nothing more bonding than laughing together.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  It is truly leaven in the loaf and I'm sorry to pin one more thing on  you, but you, the mother, control so much of the "fun level" in your  home.&amp;nbsp; I confess that I'm a pretty productive person.&amp;nbsp; I'm happiest when  I'm getting things done and if left unchecked, I would move the family  from one serious endeavor to the next.&amp;nbsp; Maybe that's why the Lord sent  me a houseful of fun people---and funny too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Fun often means that you have to stop what you're doing and enjoy  the moment.&amp;nbsp; Here's a story.&amp;nbsp; Long, long ago, I was making bread and  someone--I'm not sure who---invented the dough game.&amp;nbsp; Each person in the  immediate area is given a plastic cup&amp;nbsp;with a little ball of dough  inside.&amp;nbsp; Everyone stands in a circle---as wide as the room accomodates  and on the count of three, they toss their ball to the right.&amp;nbsp; So of  course, each person has to toss and catch within a second.&amp;nbsp; The goal of  course, is to successfully catch all the dough balls.&amp;nbsp; Once we get a  good rhythm going, we try for 20 catches in a row, or we add  variations--like throwing all the dough up and then catching whatever we  can and...ok, usually dough fights ensue.&amp;nbsp; To this day, I can never  make bread or rolls without someone starting up the dough game.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Fun doesn't have to cost anything.&amp;nbsp; I'm always amazed at the money  people spend on fun---and often, the activities aren't that fun.&amp;nbsp; I've  found that when we set out on a free adventure, and I'm in a good mood,  something surprising and memorable usually happens.&amp;nbsp; Like Riverfront  Park.&amp;nbsp; It's a beautiful park here in Spokane with walkways and  waterfalls.&amp;nbsp; There's a carousel and a tram and other ways to spend  money.&amp;nbsp; But we rarely do those things.&amp;nbsp; We feed the ducks, we look at  the falls, we bring a snack.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And always, always some good, unexpected  thing is waiting for us.&amp;nbsp; One time, the boys caught 32 crayfish.&amp;nbsp; I  know, I know.&amp;nbsp; Yuck!&amp;nbsp; But they loved it and they even cooked some and  ate them when they got home.&amp;nbsp; Another time, a little colony of marmots  popped up in some rocks on a hillside.&amp;nbsp; We were the only ones around and  when the marmots discovered that we had crackers, they became very  friendly.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;As the mother, you help your children to realize and appreciate the  wonder and the joy of simple fun.&amp;nbsp; You can exclaim, "This is amazing!"&amp;nbsp;  "Can you believe our good luck?"&amp;nbsp; "What could be more fun than this?"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;When a family experiences these unexpected, unplanned pleasures  together, their love and appreciation for eachother flourishes.&amp;nbsp; When  you, as the mother,&amp;nbsp;pause and identify the moment, a memory is cemented.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I love humor and I've noticed that many families seem to have a  sense of humor all their own.&amp;nbsp; Where does that come from?&amp;nbsp; I'm not  sure.&amp;nbsp; But I love that aspect of family life.&amp;nbsp; We can encourage and  develop our children's sense of humor by laughing with them and pointing  out&amp;nbsp;the funny moments in life.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;One day, my grandson Jack called to  say that they had woken up to find a chicken in their back yard.&amp;nbsp; He  laughed and laughed as he told me about it.&amp;nbsp; In another household, the  tone may have been different.&amp;nbsp; The parents might have been annoyed or  nervous about this chicken, but Jack's parents saw the humor in the  situation so Jack did to.&amp;nbsp; What a gift we give our children when we  encourage them to see humor in everyday life.&amp;nbsp; My daughter Kristen had a  habit of humming a little soundtrack to things she saw as we drove  along.&amp;nbsp; For example, if a dog was trotting down the road, she would hum a  perfect accompaniment to his gait.&amp;nbsp; I loved that!&amp;nbsp; And I still hear  those little tunes in my head.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Set a goal to laugh with your children at least two or three times a  day.&amp;nbsp; Help them see humor.&amp;nbsp; When things start gettig heavy and intense,  stop everything and shock them with a game of your own invention.&amp;nbsp; You  know that old proverb "A merry heart doeth good like a medicine;&amp;nbsp;but a  broken spirit drieth the bones."&amp;nbsp; I know that "dry bones" burned out  feeling.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I sometimes have it in the car when we're heading off on an  outing.&amp;nbsp; I've cleaned the house, made the food, dressed the kids,&amp;nbsp;loaded  everything up&amp;nbsp;and I'm completely shot.&amp;nbsp; So I've sat there in the  passenger seat and prayed for a merry heart because I've learned that  I'm the determining factor.&amp;nbsp;My husband is always a great sport and kids  just want to have fun.&amp;nbsp; As usual, the Lord comes through and softens me  up and all is right with the world.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And that's good medicine for all  of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Have a fun week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Love you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Jane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-3684824879847408370?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3684824879847408370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/09/letter-from-jane-creating-everyday-fun.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/3684824879847408370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/3684824879847408370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/09/letter-from-jane-creating-everyday-fun.html' title='A Letter From Jane: Creating Everyday Fun In Your Family'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-7141003990249295120</id><published>2010-09-24T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T23:03:40.701-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loneliness'/><title type='text'>New Mom Isolation?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="ii gt" id=":23" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div id=":24"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Jane,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it has been a long time since you were just a mother of one,  but as that is what I am, that is where my question comes from. My  question isn't about my baby, it's about me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, let me first set some things straight. I love being a mother.  It is the most fulfilling thing that I have ever done. My daughter is  seriously an angel baby. When she's having a rough day, other people  don't understand because that is how their babies were on normal days.  She is a great sleeper and is as cute as can be. I love her. She is  great. I am doing everything I can to soak up these precious moments  when I am her best friend and she lights up when she sees me. I know  this time is going to go by fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My problem is the loneliness in my life. My husband is great, but  he is working while also attending law school. Although he is the oldest  in his family, he struggles with his schedule no longer being his own  with the little one around, esp. since our time together is limited due  to the demands on his time. We don't live anywhere near family; we don't  feel like we fit in at all in our ward (which is amazing in a ward  where there have already been something like 20 babies born this year,  you would think we'd be perfect in that demographic.) I am tired of  trying to make friends and failing, but 18 hours alone every day with a 3  month old gets to be a little isolating. I even have talked to my  doctor about PPD, but she's fairly certain that that is not my issue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it is a chore just to get to the grocery store with my little  one, how am I supposed to be motivated to get out&amp;nbsp; and do other things?  How can I combat this new mom isolation and have a conversation where I  can get a response that is a little more complex than ga ga goo? &lt;br clear="all" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thank you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AJ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear AJ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am reasonably certain that since you wrote this letter back in  July, you have already solved this problem to some degree.&amp;nbsp; But because  I've received several letters like yours, I'm going to offer some  suggestions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First let me refer you to a response from last March (March 8:  &lt;a href="http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/dealing-with-lonliness.html"&gt;Dealing with Loneliness&lt;/a&gt;)&amp;nbsp; In it, I give almost every idea I can think of  for reaching out and connecting with others.&amp;nbsp; There are also&amp;nbsp;several  great comments from readers that might help you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But besides "reaching out" ideas, I'd like to give you one other  thought.&amp;nbsp; I've discovered over my lifetime, that there are some lonely  seasons.&amp;nbsp; I've gone through them.&amp;nbsp; I've watched my children go through  them.&amp;nbsp; I think they serve a purpose.&amp;nbsp; We really learn compassion when we  experience that isolated feeling.&amp;nbsp; We don't like to see someone sitting  alone.&amp;nbsp; We are motivated to teach our children how to notice and include  people.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But more than even these valuable lessons, I think we really  discover the reality of a Heavenly Father.&amp;nbsp; I've never felt closer to  him than during those times when I've run out of places to turn.&amp;nbsp; The  more lonely I've felt, the more open I've been to his love.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it's  just that we have to be really empty before we recognize how it feels to  be filled.&amp;nbsp; Certainly, those times of isolation and&amp;nbsp;need have deepened  my testimony more than the times of feast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because before long, life becomes full and busy and so we forget,  to some degree, that most precious relationship and we lose, to some  degree, that precious dependence.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my suggestion is that you try to form friendships, but also learn the lessons that your present life can teach you.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All my love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #888888;"&gt; &lt;div&gt;Jane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-7141003990249295120?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7141003990249295120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-mom-isolation.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/7141003990249295120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/7141003990249295120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-mom-isolation.html' title='New Mom Isolation?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-6816119401532050049</id><published>2010-09-20T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T19:16:28.700-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters from Jane'/><title type='text'>Coming Back...and a request.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="ii gt" id=":44" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;div id=":43"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After a short absence, I am back!&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’ve missed you and want to thank those of you who’ve hung on and continued to add great comments in my absence.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I have a pile of questions waiting for me and I’ll answer them one by one.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I’m determined to keep this blog alive because, well, I love it.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I love that we are all trying together to be better parents, to love more purely and to connect more fully with our children.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That’s a big challenge, I know, and it takes all the encouragement we can get.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My favorite aspect of parenting is the one I just mentioned—the forging of bonds.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As  I’ve often told you, parenting for me reached a whole new level of  fulfillment and excitement when I began to focus less on forced  outcomes which required a rather heavy-handed approach.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The  goal, instead, became the building of conscience and that happened for  me as I changed my focus to loving and teaching—communicating my love  while making sure that my expectations were clear and doable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There are many, many methods of parenting out there.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That’s why I’m impressed that you’re still here!&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This isn’t the easiest way.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Lasting results come slowly.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Grandparents raise their eyebrows.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Husbands resist.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But the thing that makes you persevere is success—small daily successes.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I want to hear about them.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I want you to be able to read one another’s success stories and be encouraged by them.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;If  you have a story, large or small in which a child has really responded  to his/her conscience rather than force, tell us about it. &lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Tell us how it came about.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Send your success stories and we’ll post them here—with or without your name.&amp;nbsp; (askingjane at gmail dot com).&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My plan is to write you a letter every Monday (we all need a little nudge forward on Mondays, right?) &lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;and then to answer questions as I have time.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My reward will be your success stories!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I send all my love to you.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Remember Alma 36, “ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;by small and simple things are great things brought to pass”&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I know there is nothing small or simple about your responsibilities.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But everything you are doing has meaning—every little act. &lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Remember that great analogy by Elder David Bednar about &lt;a href="http://lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?hideNav=1&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=4aec56627ab94210VgnVCM100000176f620a____&amp;amp;vgnextoid=2354fccf2b7db010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD"&gt;the little brush strokes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They  all add up to beauty--your little touches, moments of eye contact,  stories read, cookies baked, laundry folded, legos picked up (again).&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Your presence means security.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You are the sun—the center of their world &lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;A lot of responsibility, I know—but a warm place to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Have a great week.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m glad to be with you again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;With Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-6816119401532050049?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/6816119401532050049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/09/coming-backand-request.html#comment-form' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/6816119401532050049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/6816119401532050049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/09/coming-backand-request.html' title='Coming Back...and a request.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-8662873471638412743</id><published>2010-07-09T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T11:46:20.826-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><title type='text'>Hopping Out Of Bed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hi Jane- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm wondering how you deal with children repeatedly  getting out of bed after they have been tucked in for the night.&amp;nbsp; After  going through the entire bedtime routine, my 3 1/2 year old daughter  often appears at the top of the stairs minutes later, claiming she can't  sleep.&amp;nbsp; I understand an extra drink or trip to the bathroom before she  settles down for the night, but really I think she just doesn't want to  miss out on anything that might be going on while she's in bed.&amp;nbsp; Short  of keeping up her up until the rest of the family is in bed or tiptoeing  around the house until she's fallen asleep, how can I help her  understand that bedtime is non-negotiable?&amp;nbsp; It discourages me that an  otherwise wonderful day together can end on a sour note as we spend an  extra hour convincing her that it really is time to go to bed.&amp;nbsp; I would  much rather send her to bed with hugs and kisses than tired lectures on  obedience, agency, and consequences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Thank you for your ideas and willingness to share your life  experiences with all of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Dear Friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I really wish there were a simple answer to this question.&amp;nbsp; Have  you heard this little song?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hyCwEIgQfPg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hyCwEIgQfPg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I love it because it confirms the universal nature of this  problem.&amp;nbsp; Children hate going to bed.&amp;nbsp; I've always laughed at the irony  of things--how I'd love to have someone lead me to a quiet room every  day and order me to take a nap, how I'd enjoy being congratulated for  eating everything on my plate--and even seconds!, how I'd jump at the  chance to go to bed every night at a regular time--undisturbed til  morning.&amp;nbsp; Just about the time human beings&amp;nbsp; make the shift to loving  sleep, it becomes a vice instead of a virtue.&amp;nbsp; But that is the way of  things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;There are people who are extremely structured about bedtimes, but  I've always wondered how they did it.&amp;nbsp; Because young children have such  varied schedules--some days they take a late nap, some days no nap, some  days tired, some days not so much, bedtimes vary somewhat.&amp;nbsp; I just  watched for the signs that my children were tired.&amp;nbsp; If they napped til  four in the afternoon, they probably wouldn't go to be til I did.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On  an ideal day, my little children would all take a nap or have a good  rest right after lunch so they were ready for bed by 7:30 or 8:00, but  like me, they didn't always stick to that schedule.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't one to put  them in bed at 7:00 no matter what and then battle with them for 2  hours because they really weren't tired.&amp;nbsp; I just tried to read their  cues.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;But I understand that many women like to have several hours of  uninterrupted time with their husband at night.&amp;nbsp; We weren't like that so  much.&amp;nbsp; We didn't mind having a child up if they were pleasant and not  tired.&amp;nbsp; When they got tired, we put them to bed.&amp;nbsp; Around school age, we  established a pretty firm bedtime that seemed natural.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Even now,  we&amp;nbsp;have scripture study at 8:30 and then bed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Our children&amp;nbsp; fall into  that routine easily at that age and our older teenagers choose their  bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Good luck.&amp;nbsp; You're not alone in the bedtime battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Jane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-8662873471638412743?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8662873471638412743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/07/hopping-out-of-bed.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/8662873471638412743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/8662873471638412743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/07/hopping-out-of-bed.html' title='Hopping Out Of Bed?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-2446573374717675811</id><published>2010-07-07T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T08:54:20.657-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Improving Behavior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nurturing Children'/><title type='text'>A Toddler and a New (special needs) Baby?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Dear Jane, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, I've got a bazillion questions.&amp;nbsp; I've been  thinking about your blog a lot and in particular your ideas on loving  discipline.&amp;nbsp; It resonates with me, especially because I recognize the  fact that my own upbringing was one where there was a lack of love felt,  plenty of shame/yelling, etc.&amp;nbsp; {Not to be a cry baby and not that it  was all bad, but it is what it is.}&amp;nbsp; With my own daughter I've tried  very hard to form a strong, loving bond.&amp;nbsp; I try to be especially cuddly  and physically affectionate.&amp;nbsp; So when you talk about the importance of  these things, I get it.&amp;nbsp; Here's what I don't get....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in being firm with discipline, rules and boundaries.&amp;nbsp;  {Another thing I know I lacked in my childhood and thus actually  contributed to me feeling less loved.}&amp;nbsp; So in my mind, I try to balance  being the firm disciplinarian with being a loving, fun mom at all other  times.&amp;nbsp; But again, I like what you've talked about...I like the idea of  treating kids as we would want to be treated and trying to encourage  behavior through love rather than force. BUT....BUUUUUUUT I'm really  struggling to see how I could get my daughter--a toddler, who is 3--to  do certain things any other way, than without using something that  basically adds up to a threat.&amp;nbsp; If we ask her to do something, she often  complies because she's genuinely and generally a good girl.&amp;nbsp; But she's  still 3 and of course doesn't do everything asked of her.&amp;nbsp; Naturally.&amp;nbsp;  Additionally, lately she's been going through a rather defiant phase and  without saying things like {even very kindly}, "Sweetheart, if you  don't do _______ you're not going to get any treats."&amp;nbsp; Or "Sorry sweetie  it's time for bed, and you know if you scream and throw a fit that we  take your book away."&amp;nbsp; I guess I can see how your approach over time  really helps, particularly with teenagers, but I'm having a really hard  time seeing how I could use this same approach on a toddler who would  and could just say no every time I ask her to do something.&amp;nbsp; I know you  talk about having high standards with your children and that they  definitely have boundaries, but I just need help seeing this with  toddlers.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and we've even done a bean jar lately to promote  obedience and to use a positive approach, but I'm also afraid that now  she's just being obedient just to "get a bean"&amp;nbsp; and of course it still  doesn't work all the time.&amp;nbsp; I know that my aim isn't just to 'get her to  do what I want, when I want' but at the same time, I do think there are  times that when I ask her to do something, it needs to be done.&amp;nbsp;  Period.&amp;nbsp; And so far I can't figure out how to do that without a natural  consequences approach.&amp;nbsp; And I guess I've been sorta hard on myself  lately because as I've really been thinking about this I've tried to  utilize the method unsuccessfully a few times, only to get frustrated  and even once to the point of yelling and walking out.&amp;nbsp; So I could use  some help....I don't want this idea to be some elusive ideal that I  can't reach and in the meantime only get frustrated with my lack of know  how and end up doing something worse {yelling} than my original  approach...does that make sense?&amp;nbsp; Also, as mentioned in the title, I'm  feeling particularly rushed as I'm pregnant with our second daughter who  is going to be born with special needs.&amp;nbsp; I know this is going to change  everything in a lot of ways, and that I might feel additional stress of  not just a newborn but a newborn that comes with a whole new set of  issues.&amp;nbsp; {I'm seriously writing this in the hospital right now,  preparing to have a c-section tomorrow 5 weeks early because she needs  to get out asap...you don't have to put this part on the blog if you  post my question, but I'm so desperate for some guidance that this is  what's on my last minute to-do list.&amp;nbsp; I know...crazy much?}&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks for your help.&amp;nbsp; You're a cool cat Jane and thank  goodness for mothers like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Amy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The Answer:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Dear Amy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I am constantly amazed at the obstacles that mothers have before  them and the strength and determination they meet them with.&amp;nbsp; By now,  you have a new baby with special needs.&amp;nbsp; She's very blessed to have you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;As for your three year old, I really do understand your  frustration.&amp;nbsp; You feel like she'll walk all over you if you use a loving  approach and she often does.&amp;nbsp; Probably 80% of the questions I receive have to do  with this age group.&amp;nbsp; The reason it's hard for me to answer this  question is because I can hardly remember what it was like to have only  one or two children.&amp;nbsp; I know I hovered over them and was aware of all of  their behaviors.&amp;nbsp; But for the last five or six children, I just became  very easy going.&amp;nbsp; I made few demands and just enjoyed them at this age.&amp;nbsp;  I didn't really discipline much.&amp;nbsp; I fed them when they were hungry and  gave them naps when they were tired and we all played with them and  enjoyed their little antics.&amp;nbsp; I potty trained them when they were ready,  read to them a lot, and taught them new things.&amp;nbsp; I just had very few  power struggles.&amp;nbsp; I did teach them that no means no&amp;nbsp;and that there were  limits.&amp;nbsp;I didn't give in when they cried or whined.&amp;nbsp; I would follow  through.&amp;nbsp; "I know...you really want candy.&amp;nbsp; I'm sorry but we'll  have&amp;nbsp;some later."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Big hug.&amp;nbsp;Walk away.&amp;nbsp; And I was firm about things.&amp;nbsp;  "You may &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; hit.&amp;nbsp; Hitting hurts people"&amp;nbsp; Focus on the  victim.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As I've mentioned, the whole focus at this age is on teaching  correct behavior--practicing it and rewarding it and helping to bring  about success.&amp;nbsp; Role play so she gets a good picture of what you want.&amp;nbsp;  "Let's practice walking through a store."&amp;nbsp; "Let's practice coming right  when you're called."&amp;nbsp; I think the bean jar and things like it are good  because they reinforce good behavior.&amp;nbsp; Hugs and lots of eye contact are  even better.&amp;nbsp; Not just stern, teaching eye contact but "I love you" eye  contact and lots of smiles.&amp;nbsp; "I'm going to tell you ten reasons why I'm  glad you're my little girl."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Three year olds are still very small and  irrational--though smart.&amp;nbsp; They don't really think through things yet.&amp;nbsp;  Just be patient, love and teach.&amp;nbsp; As they get a little older, they  really will have a more true sense of right and wrong and be able to  make more good choices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The greatest advantage of my age and stage of life, is  perspective.&amp;nbsp; I know that most of the things that I worried about with  my earlier kids just corrected themselves with time and maturity.&amp;nbsp; I  learned to relax and enjoy my children and as a result, they turned out  to be sweet and loving.&amp;nbsp; That's really why I write this blog--to tell  you the great secret--that you are free to love and enjoy your children  without worrying about ruining them.&amp;nbsp; When they sense your constant  disapproval, they'll be discouraged.&amp;nbsp; When they feel deeply approved of  and accepted, they will thrive.&amp;nbsp; Think about the way your husband treats  you and what kind of treatment brings out the best in you.&amp;nbsp; Especially  when you are undeserving.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;It's a universal principle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Congratulations on your new little baby girl.&amp;nbsp; I'm thinking of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #888888;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-2446573374717675811?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2446573374717675811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/07/toddler-and-new-special-needs-baby.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/2446573374717675811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/2446573374717675811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/07/toddler-and-new-special-needs-baby.html' title='A Toddler and a New (special needs) Baby?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-5142232882111765928</id><published>2010-07-05T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T15:20:00.975-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Practical Advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homemaking'/><title type='text'>Children Who Help Keep Things Clean?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Okay, Jane.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have dazzled me with your wisdom and parenting  expertise so far, so I come to you with a conundrum of epic  proportions.&amp;nbsp; Are you ready?&amp;nbsp; Here it is....&lt;br /&gt;How do I get my children  (9, 7, 6, 4) to pick up after themselves so that I don't continue  living my life as the resident maid for the next 20 years?&amp;nbsp; It's not  that I don't try to get them involved in cleaning--they do have chores  to do, and normally do them well (when rewards are attached). BUT the  fact that they can step over the same pile of junk 150 TIMES without  batting an eye at it is starting to spin this relatively sane mother  into a frustrated, overwhelmed ranter who loses it just a bit more often  than she'd like to admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;Jonesy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Dear Jonesy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Oh for a simple answer to this question.&amp;nbsp; I think it's a battle  that never ends while children are in the house.&amp;nbsp; I discovered that I  had a level--beneath which I could no longer function.&amp;nbsp; In other words, I  had a level of chaos that I could accept.&amp;nbsp; But when we dipped below  that level, things ground to a halt.&amp;nbsp; So I feel your pain and I'll share  just a couple of ideas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I established a morning routine with the goal that by 10:00 or so,  our house was clean.&amp;nbsp; Like your family, everyone had jobs to do.&amp;nbsp; During  the school year, those jobs were done before school.&amp;nbsp; The key to making  this happen is you.&amp;nbsp; You have to be up and moving through the house  keeping everyone on task.&amp;nbsp; Beds should be made, laundry sorted, rooms  cleaned and other jobs done.&amp;nbsp; This daily "putting the house in order"  shows children how to do it and what the finished product should look  like.&amp;nbsp; If they get used to disarray--days of seeing everything in  disorder--they will accept that environment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Maintaining a clean house is another matter.&amp;nbsp; It is a never-ending  process to teach children to pick up after themselves.&amp;nbsp; You have to be  very engaged while they are young teaching them to put away one activity  before they begin another one--teaching them to clean up after  themselves as they go.&amp;nbsp; It isn't natural for them.&amp;nbsp; I've noticed that  some very fastidious mothers tend to have children with that same  characteristic.&amp;nbsp; I don't think it's genetic.&amp;nbsp; I think it's learned.&amp;nbsp; The  children simply learn that nothing can be left out ever.&amp;nbsp; As for me,  I'm not great at it myself so I don't really expect it from m kids.&amp;nbsp; As I  mentioned, I can live with a certain level of chaos for a few hours.&amp;nbsp; I  can spread a school project all over the living room, cook in the  kitchen and let the toddlers have a free for all for a while.&amp;nbsp; But I  can't let things go like that all day or for days on end.&amp;nbsp; When the  project is finished, I rally the troops and we all clean up the whole  house.&amp;nbsp; We might do it a couple of times a day.&amp;nbsp; "OK, everybody stop.&amp;nbsp;  We're going to clean the&amp;nbsp; house before lunch...before Dad gets  home...just before bed."&amp;nbsp; By clean, I don't mean Saturday deep  clean--just put everything in its place.&amp;nbsp; When my children were young,  we'd often move from room to room cleaning together--me barking orders  while the kids ran to put things away.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I used a timer or some other  little gimmick.&amp;nbsp; Now we can each take a room or two and have the house  picked up in about 10 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;What doesn't work is this.&amp;nbsp; Mom watches tv or blogs or reads and  keeps saying, "You kids get that room cleaned up...Isn't that room clean  yet?...What's going on in there?"&amp;nbsp; Mom has to be engaged in the process  to ensure quality control and to teach organization.&amp;nbsp; Mom establishes  the level of order and continually enforces it.&amp;nbsp; She provides a place  for everything.&amp;nbsp; She doesn't fill her children's lives with mountains of  things to take care of.&amp;nbsp; She keeps it simple.&amp;nbsp; She limits the number of  shirts and shoes and toys her children have to deal with so that their  lives are manageable and then she helps them manage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;When my son Peter was about four, I set up a little table for him  near the computer.&amp;nbsp; I put a&amp;nbsp;small desk organizer on it with just the  right number of art supplies and put a shoe box on it for his finished  works of art.&amp;nbsp; He loved that simple little place and I was amazed how  orderly he kept it.&amp;nbsp; I think it was because I thought it through and  made it manageable for him.&amp;nbsp; We can take the time as moms to think  through the trouble areas in our kids lives and pare them down to simple  and manageable.&amp;nbsp; Then model the tidy behavior we're after.&amp;nbsp; They really  will accept our level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I hope these ideas have been helpful.&amp;nbsp; I know you've heard this a  hundred times, but the day will come--sooner than you think--when the  house will stay clean all day.&amp;nbsp; Everything will stay right in it's  place.&amp;nbsp; It will be way too quiet.&amp;nbsp; And you'll enjoy that for about a  week before you start missing the flurry of activity and life that is a  family.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy it now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;All my love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #888888; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;div&gt;Jane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-5142232882111765928?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5142232882111765928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/07/children-who-help-keep-things-clean.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/5142232882111765928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/5142232882111765928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/07/children-who-help-keep-things-clean.html' title='Children Who Help Keep Things Clean?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-3745096931714579981</id><published>2010-06-16T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T09:45:14.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Spiritual Perspective'/><title type='text'>Am I Giving My Child A Persecution Complex?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;My question for you is hard for me to put&amp;nbsp;succinctly, but it's  something that I'd really like to see discussed a little bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;As  my kids have been getting older, we've been able to start teaching them  some more interesting things in Family Home Evening. &amp;nbsp;Recently we've  talked about church history, and the Plan of Salvation, for example.  &amp;nbsp;Discussing these kinds of topics naturally brings us to discussions of  how our church is different from other churches, and how members of our  church have been persecuted because of their beliefs. &amp;nbsp;As these things  come up, I can see my kids processing these ideas in their sweet little  minds, and something about the looks on their faces just breaks my  heart. &amp;nbsp;Suddenly it dawned on me that I am teaching them that they will  be persecuted. &amp;nbsp;And I just feel so strangely conflicted about that. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I  setting them up with a&amp;nbsp;persecution&amp;nbsp;complex? &amp;nbsp;Should I let them discover  persecution by their own experience? &amp;nbsp;Am I teaching them to be ashamed  of themselves and their faith by teaching them that they are different?  &amp;nbsp;I just want my kids to be strong and confident as well as faithful and  obedient, and something about the looks on their faces has me  questioning what lessons were being communicated. &amp;nbsp;It felt like I was  exposing them to an evil that they shouldn't have to face yet. What do  you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Tara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dear Tara,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's really an interesting question--and one I'd never really  thought about.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As mothers, it's our natural instinct to protect our  children.&amp;nbsp; But&amp;nbsp;when you think about it, we start&amp;nbsp; preparing them for the  injustices of life very early.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We tell them stories of&amp;nbsp;Cinderella,  Snow White and The Ugly Duckling.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And, of course, the&amp;nbsp;scriptures are  filled with stories of&amp;nbsp;the faithful who stood up to persecution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without really thinking about it, I&amp;nbsp;guess I've always taught my  children that they might be persecuted for their beliefs and standards  but they'll be in good company.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Over&amp;nbsp;the years, each of my children  have had a handful of experiences with it---almost always in the context  of living&amp;nbsp;their standards.&amp;nbsp; For example,&amp;nbsp;most of them have had to tell  a group of friends that they wouldn't watch a certain movie or  participate in certain activities.&amp;nbsp; Around sixth grade when lots of kids  are pairing off and "going out", mine have had to explain that they  won't do this.&amp;nbsp; I really love it when they have these experiences, when  they start to feel that pressure.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'm especially proud when they have  the courage to say, "This is something I won't do"" rather than "My  parents won't allow it."&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They feel good when they make these stands and they discover for  themselves that pleasing God is better than pleasing their friends.&amp;nbsp;  They distinguish themselves as true followers.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it comes to outright persecution about their religion, for us  it's been rare.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When our son Brian was in first grade,&amp;nbsp;he came home  from school one day and announced that his best friend Cody "is never  allowed to play with me again because I'm a Mormon."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It turned out  that Cody's dad was a minister&amp;nbsp;and very antagonistic toward&amp;nbsp;our church.&amp;nbsp;  True to his word, Cody never did play with Brian.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was a pretty  harsh experience but Brian didn't develop a persecution complex.&amp;nbsp; I  think he just learned early about misunderstanding and prejudice.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the discussions you've had with your children are good.&amp;nbsp;  Teach them that, yes, they might encounter persecution in their life but  that's alright.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You hope they'll be strong and valiant when it  comes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;These kinds of resolves build confidence.&amp;nbsp; And the first time  they have to really stand up for their&amp;nbsp;beliefs, they'll learn something  great about themselves--something they couldn't find out without that opposition.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All my love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jane &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #888888;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-3745096931714579981?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3745096931714579981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/06/am-i-giving-my-children-persecution.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/3745096931714579981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/3745096931714579981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/06/am-i-giving-my-children-persecution.html' title='Am I Giving My Child A Persecution Complex?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-6620388510647796929</id><published>2010-06-15T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T07:05:54.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview for Bloom</title><content type='html'>Visit Bloom today to see an interview with Jane about raising a large family!&amp;nbsp; If you haven't been by Bloom before, stay and read for a while.&amp;nbsp; You're in for a treat!&amp;nbsp; Thanks Anne and Emily for the chance to post on your beautiful blog.&amp;nbsp; Read the interview &lt;a href="http://placetobloom.blogspot.com/2010/06/janes-wisdom.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-6620388510647796929?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/6620388510647796929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/06/interview-for-bloom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/6620388510647796929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/6620388510647796929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/06/interview-for-bloom.html' title='Interview for Bloom'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-7666656584400068243</id><published>2010-06-10T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T08:53:55.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Ever Have Down Days?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Dear Jane, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever have days where you don't want to be a mom and just veg out?&amp;nbsp; What do you do?&amp;nbsp; I have awesome kids, but sometimes I am just tired and I just want to let my hair down, but with three boys 4, 2 and 2 months, it gets too out of control.&amp;nbsp; Do you ever want to hang out in jammies and do whatever?&amp;nbsp; I feel I have to always be doing something or something is happening that's not suppose to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Dear Friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Yes.&amp;nbsp; Absolutely yes.&amp;nbsp; Every so often throughout all of my  childbearing years, I would wake up too tired to face my life.&amp;nbsp; It took  me a long time to recognize this.&amp;nbsp; I would try to push myself through it  (because what else can you do?) until my mother one day said something  like:&amp;nbsp; "Have you ever noticed how sometimes you just have a very slow,  worn out day?"&amp;nbsp; She lived 800 miles away so I wondered how she knew.&amp;nbsp;  "Yes!"&amp;nbsp; I replied in utter shock.&amp;nbsp; She went on to mention some of the  symptoms:&amp;nbsp; a lazy lethargic feeling, not really sick but sometimes kind  of hoarse, unmotivated, a little down.&amp;nbsp; "Yes, yes, yes,"&amp;nbsp; I replied.&amp;nbsp;  She said, "You know what I used to do on those days?"&amp;nbsp; "What?!!"&amp;nbsp; I  cried.&amp;nbsp; "Nothing,"&amp;nbsp; she said.&amp;nbsp; "I canceled everything.&amp;nbsp; I stayed in my  pajamas.&amp;nbsp; I unplugged the phone.&amp;nbsp; I let the kids stay in their pajamas.&amp;nbsp;  If someone dropped by, I opened the door a crack and&amp;nbsp;told them I  wasn't&amp;nbsp;feeling well.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I read or watched tv and let the world fall down  around me."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Wow.&amp;nbsp; This was good news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I started tracking my down days.&amp;nbsp; They seemed to often follow a  very stressful few days--such as the Standards Night I was in charge of  or the Road Show I had to direct.&amp;nbsp; But I came to recognize the day  almost before my eyes opened.&amp;nbsp; And I made it a policy to follow my mom's  advice--to just be kind to myself.&amp;nbsp; "Bring home pizza,"&amp;nbsp; I'd tell my  husband, "we're functioning on low today."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;And for me, it never really extended into days and days.&amp;nbsp; Usually  the next day, I'd be ready to roll again and&amp;nbsp;actually rejuvenated by my  self-imposed break from life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;How (I'm sure you're asking) did I manage to take a day off with a  houseful of little children?&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure.&amp;nbsp; I'm not a person who  normally lays&amp;nbsp;around all day, so maybe they sensed that something was  up.&amp;nbsp; Maybe they didn't question it because after all, they got to eat  all the cold cereal they wanted all day.&amp;nbsp; Maybe they enjoyed the fact  that I wasn't running around cleaning and cooking and ordering them to  pick things up--but just fixed and immobile on the couch.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I don't  remember ever farming them out on those days.&amp;nbsp; We just all vegged out  together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;And one other thing--don't read books on child-rearing or  self-improvement while you're doing this.&amp;nbsp; Just read a good clean novel  or watch a tear jerker and if at all possible, have a good cry.&amp;nbsp; The  whole thing can be very renewing to the soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;So there you have it--the truth about how I survived 99 months of  pregnancy, 11 years of nursing and children 24-7 for 29 years and  counting.&amp;nbsp; We holed up once in a while and went into slow motion.&amp;nbsp; And  it didn't hurt anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I hope this little confession from my mother to me to you---is  helpful.&amp;nbsp; Be kind to yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;All my love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Jane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-7666656584400068243?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7666656584400068243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/06/do-you-ever-have-down-days.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/7666656584400068243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/7666656584400068243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/06/do-you-ever-have-down-days.html' title='Do You Ever Have Down Days?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-3566174818291380722</id><published>2010-05-28T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T07:43:21.002-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Improving Behavior'/><title type='text'>Butting Heads With My 2 Year Old?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Dear Jane,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I have 2 children (2 1/2 year old girl, 9 month old boy) that are as  sweet as can be, but I have been butting heads with the 2 1/2 year old  lately.&amp;nbsp; I'm guessing it's mostly the age and I just have to get through  it, but I'm wondering if you have any tips to make it easier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Getting her dressed or trying to do her hair is a wrestling match.&amp;nbsp;  These are the things I've tried, as well as their opposites:&amp;nbsp; letting  her pick what she'll wear, giving her warnings that it's almost time to  get dressed, bribes (this when I have to get out the door for an  appointment or something), just not caring what she's wearing when we go  out, etc.&amp;nbsp; I haven't found anything that seems to make it easier.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;She's also started to be rude to other kids, especially her cousin  (1 1/2 years old).&amp;nbsp; Everything is "hers" and she'll push him to get what  she wants.&amp;nbsp; I realize this is very typical of the age, but I'm not sure  how to respond when she does this.&amp;nbsp; I feel like she's such a bully to  other kids, yet at other times she will be super sweet.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Other topics I'm interested in your views on for this age:&amp;nbsp; nap  time, teeth brushing, screaming (often while having fun, but it's too  loud), getting her to cooperate when it's time to get in her car seat  (once she's buckled in she's fine), and any other advice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Thank you so much for sharing your wisdom with young mom's like me.&amp;nbsp;  And thank you for helping me realize that I need to rely more on the  spirit than on parenting books.&amp;nbsp; That's a hard thing for me to remember.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;You really are the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Bethany &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Dear Bethany,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;It sounds like you have a strong-willed child.&amp;nbsp; You're right that  she'll outgrow many of those behaviors, but you can work with her now to  teach her what you expect and to give her successes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Most of the things you mentioned&amp;nbsp;seem to be power struggles--the  things you want her to do that she doesn't want to do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And it sounds  like you've had some good ideas.&amp;nbsp; I really hate power struggles.&amp;nbsp; I  avoid them whenever possible because they set things up in a way that  makes a child feel defeated in the end.&amp;nbsp; You want your child to feel  cooperative and capable.&amp;nbsp; Is she old enough to dress herself?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You can  hand her a shirt and say, "Do you know how to put this on?" or have a  race--she puts on her clothes while you dress her younger brother.&amp;nbsp; You  can exclaim the whole time to her brother about what a big, grown-up  sister he has.&amp;nbsp; Two year olds like to "act" rather than be "acted upon"  so give her as much autonomy as she can handle.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This weekend, I visited my grandchildren.&amp;nbsp; It was good for me to  remember how they think.&amp;nbsp; I realized that I almost always use some sort  of incentive when the task is unpleasant for them.&amp;nbsp; "As soon as you're  all dressed, you can choose&amp;nbsp;a candy."&amp;nbsp; "When you have you're shoes on,  we'll go outside and look for bugs for a few minutes."&amp;nbsp; "We have to  leave the park now, but when we get home, we can read a story or eat  some lunch."&amp;nbsp; I think I've always done that--avoided conflict by giving a  positive picture of the outcome.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;BUT--here is a big caution.&amp;nbsp; Never give in when she cries.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If you  start to dress her and she starts to cry, you can sympathize and  console but, go ahead and get her dressed.&amp;nbsp; You don't want to teach her  to cry.&amp;nbsp; Don't make it a long drawn out ordeal--simply say, "I'm really  sorry.&amp;nbsp; I know that you hate getting dressed but we have to do it every  single day."&amp;nbsp; Then do it.&amp;nbsp; Same with the car seat and brushing hair.&amp;nbsp;  You can remain kind and calm but she needs to understand that these are  not optional activities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Now--about screaming.&amp;nbsp; I think I've mentioned before that I have a  very low tolerance for noise.&amp;nbsp; Because of that, my children don't  scream.&amp;nbsp; I'm convinced that because I hate it, I am very aware of it and  respond quickly and &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; has conditioned my children against  screaming.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And that makes me think that we can teach our children &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt;  when we act swiftly and consistently.&amp;nbsp; "We never scream in the  house...screaming is for outside."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Remember...&lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; in the  house."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To make it more graphic, if they continue to scream, take  their hand and walk outside.&amp;nbsp; When you get out there, invite them to  scream.&amp;nbsp; "This is where we scream...but &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; in the  house."&amp;nbsp;Even when my kids' friends used to come and play, they quickly  caught on to that rule.&amp;nbsp; Here's a cute story to back this up.&amp;nbsp; My Daughter Natalie  doesn't let her children watch certain tv shows and tells them  that they "give her a headache."&amp;nbsp; One day when one of those shows came  on, Jack said, "Hurry!&amp;nbsp; Turn it off!&amp;nbsp; Mom will get a headache!"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Children will comply with any expectation if we are firm and  consistent.&amp;nbsp; When we're hit or miss about it, they won't learn that we  mean it.&amp;nbsp; I love clear limits.&amp;nbsp; And the best part is, our children love  them too and thrive on them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Recognize of course, that your daughter is very young and be  patient as you work with her.&amp;nbsp; As always, continue to do all the things  that build a bond of love.&amp;nbsp; Smiles, hugs, true connection.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Love brings  out the best in all of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;And keep praying for help.&amp;nbsp; You're a good mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;With love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Jane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-3566174818291380722?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3566174818291380722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/05/butting-heads-with-my-2-year-old.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/3566174818291380722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/3566174818291380722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/05/butting-heads-with-my-2-year-old.html' title='Butting Heads With My 2 Year Old?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-1632700076262676315</id><published>2010-05-26T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T13:58:31.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Do You Learn To Nurture?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="ii gt" id=":xi"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ii gt" id=":yd"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Dear Jane,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This is a  two-part question.&amp;nbsp; I am the mother of an 8 month old boy.  &amp;nbsp;My son was born at the beginning of my last year of law school, and I  was fairly busy for a good part of his life. &amp;nbsp;I had a lot of help that  last year from my husband and my neighbor, who both cared for my son,  and now I am lucky enough to get to spend a lot more time with him.  &amp;nbsp;Since I am now caring for my son all day, I am coming up short with  ways to entertain him for such long periods of time. &amp;nbsp;We have "stations"  all around the apartment where we move every 10-40 minutes on good  days. &amp;nbsp;In addition, now that its warming up, we spend a lot of time  outside. &amp;nbsp;He is able to entertain himself for longer periods in the  morning, but gets fussier as the day goes on and won't be entertained  easily. &amp;nbsp;He also takes a 1 hour nap in the morning and another 1 hour  nap in the afternoon.&amp;nbsp; I'm running out of ideas to entertain the little  guy. &amp;nbsp;What in the world do I do all day with a baby?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Additionally, I was just reading Elder Ballard's recent conference  address entitled Mothers and Daughters, and I realized that my own  mother didn't really teach me how to nurture. &amp;nbsp;My mother is a wonderful  woman, but she failed to teach me how to "find joy in nurturing  children" (that is something I have had to discover/am discovering on my  own). &amp;nbsp;She worked outside the home throughout my childhood and places a  high value on education, and although she didn't explicitly say it,  looked down on the women at church who were stay-at-home mothers. &amp;nbsp;I  don't judge my mother for her choices, but now that I've had a precious  child, I find that the thing I want to do most is stay at home and raise  my children. &amp;nbsp;But I find that nurturing doesn't necessarily come  naturally. &amp;nbsp;My son is by all accounts a very easy baby and he's easy to  love, but the nuts and bolts of nurturing are a bit elusive. &amp;nbsp;How do I  learn to nurture? (and what exactly IS nurturing?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Thank you so much for your advice, although I wish this is the kind  of thing I could ask my own mother (as per Elder Ballard's talk). &amp;nbsp;I  love your blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;-Liz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Liz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you so much for your question, and for your humility.&amp;nbsp; You  have obviously accomplished a great deal in the past few years and it's  wonderful that you recognize your son as the best of accomplishments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your question actually brought back some memories for me.&amp;nbsp; I  remember when I had just one little baby boy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Older mothers would  always comment that no one is busier than the mother of one.&amp;nbsp; And it's  true--you are the entire entertainment committee!&amp;nbsp; But it sounds like  you have some great little routines going and little by little (as you  noticed), he will become more independent in his play.&amp;nbsp; It's a problem  unique to the first child, I think.&amp;nbsp; After that, you hardly think about  how to keep the baby occupied.&amp;nbsp; It just happens.&amp;nbsp; Other siblings help  out or you get used to moving the baby from room to room with you while  you go about your work.&amp;nbsp; I used to open up my pan cupboard and let the  baby play while I fixed dinner, put them in a laundry basket with some  toys while I folded clothes, etc.&amp;nbsp; But oldest babies, who get all that  great one-on-one attention usually grow up with some special qualities.&amp;nbsp;  Remember that no effort is wasted.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Your baby is surely benefiting  from all of your attention and patience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second question, regarding nurturing, is really a good one.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  What is nurturing and how do we learn to do it?&amp;nbsp; To me, nurturing means  creating an environment in which my children can flourish and grow.&amp;nbsp; It  means meeting all of their physical needs--keeping them fed and warm and  safe.&amp;nbsp; And beyond that, it means surrounding them with love and  security.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ability to nurture seems to come naturally when we've been  raised by a nurturer.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was the youngest in my family so I didn't get  to watch "nurturing" in action.&amp;nbsp; But when I was fifteen, we moved to a  farm next to my two older sisters.&amp;nbsp; Babies were pure joy to both of  them.&amp;nbsp; I remember many mornings when they would bring their new babies  over.&amp;nbsp; My mother would drop everything and they would all ooo and ahhh  and exclaim over the baby's smiles and coos.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They laughed as they told  stories of their two-year-olds' antics.&amp;nbsp; Their children never seemed to  be a hardship.&amp;nbsp; I can't express how much&amp;nbsp;their attitudes and examples  of love and nurture toward children impacted my life.&amp;nbsp; The moment my own  son was born, I began to play and coo and connect with him.&amp;nbsp; You are  right.&amp;nbsp; It's so much easier when you've seen it first-hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But your effort and desire to become a nurturer&amp;nbsp;is so impressive.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  You will learn how, and teach your children and they will know!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Explaining how to do it, has proven very difficult for me.&amp;nbsp; I've tried  to analyze it and thing about it&amp;nbsp; and put it into words.&amp;nbsp; Here is my  best effort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Remove all the barriers.&amp;nbsp; Your child is yours.&amp;nbsp; Don't be afraid  you're going to break him or spoil him or "do it wrong."&amp;nbsp; Just enjoy him  completely.&amp;nbsp; It's easy to get custodial--making sure&amp;nbsp;our children&amp;nbsp;are  properly fed&amp;nbsp;and scheduled and have regular check-ups.&amp;nbsp; There's nothing  wrong with that but don't miss out on the fun and the joy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I loved  showing my baby new things, seeing him in new settings.&amp;nbsp; (I think we  took Nick to the zoo for the first time when he was 3 months old and we  were sure he loved the tigers.)&amp;nbsp; I took baths with my babies, rocked  them and sang, played little games, showed them&amp;nbsp; flowers--showed them  the world.&amp;nbsp; I really hated to miss any new experience my babies had.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make lots of eye contact and when you do, smile and talk.&amp;nbsp; I don't  necessarily like "baby talk", but I think it's nice to use a light,  loving voice with babies--a voice reserved just for them.&amp;nbsp; Your voice,  your touch, your eye-contact, even your smell are very nurturing to your  baby.&amp;nbsp; Kiss his soft little cheeks and neck.&amp;nbsp; Hold him tight against  you and sing a little song that becomes familiar.&amp;nbsp; Our babies all  learned to relax when we walked and hummed "Reverently, Quietly".&amp;nbsp; It  was soothing to us and soothing to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In essence, when you really fall in love with your baby, when you  could just eat him up...he's being nurtured.&amp;nbsp; If you resent him or love  him with reservations, he is missing something.&amp;nbsp; In that case, give more  of your deep self--not your custodial mother self, but your connecting  self, to the relationship.&amp;nbsp; Pray to be "filled with love" for your  child.&amp;nbsp; Look into his eyes and recognize his unique powerful little  spirit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realize this might sound a little bit "new age" or&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;cosmic, but  it's the only way I know to describe the deep invisible bond that needs  to exist--that encourages real growth and security.&amp;nbsp; The whole  relationship becomes symbiotic--mutually fulfilling.&amp;nbsp; Work&amp;nbsp;at it&amp;nbsp;until  it does.&amp;nbsp; Since you were partially missing during his first few months,  you might feel slightly estranged--as though others can do it better.&amp;nbsp;  But you are his one and only mother.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And no person on earth can do  what you can do in his life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really am proud of you for staying home with him and recognizing  the value of your role when you would surely find more acclaim  elsewhere.&amp;nbsp; I promise you, you've made a good choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All my love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #888888;"&gt; &lt;div&gt;Jane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #888888;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #888888;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-1632700076262676315?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/1632700076262676315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-do-you-learn-to-nurture.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/1632700076262676315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/1632700076262676315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-do-you-learn-to-nurture.html' title='How Do You Learn To Nurture?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-1151193701037896532</id><published>2010-05-20T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T09:16:10.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter From Jane: 11-13 year old girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Will you write us about  the 11-13 year old years when girls are becoming more socially aware,  having problems with friends, developing their confidence..... I could  get into our specific situation but thought it might be more helpful  as a letter like you did with the babies. (Mine is an 11 year old, tom  boy that is so little still and isn't accepted by the boys, can't stand  the girls and their chatty, gossipy boy craziness, but wants a facebook  and phone, and I want to keep her away from cyber bullies and the scary  sexual world. So much for not getting into it........)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Since most of our readers have  very young children, I’d like to address this question from the ground  up.&amp;nbsp; I believe there are many things we can do with and for our  daughters while they are young, to prepare them for the pressure they’ll   face when they reach their early teens.&amp;nbsp; Here are a few of my ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Live and teach modesty.&amp;nbsp;  Buy them modest clothing when they are young.&amp;nbsp; Avoid sleeveless,  bare tummies, super trendy or tight clothes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Buy modest  bathing suits and then have them wear a cover-up to and from the pool.&amp;nbsp;  When they are young, you can actually shape their taste in clothes.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;  I used to love to look at magazines with my girls and point out how  lovely the modest dresses were in contrast with the tacky, revealing  ones.&amp;nbsp; By the time they were five or six, they really preferred  the right kinds of clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Keep them young.&amp;nbsp; I think  that mothers sometimes encourage their daughters to grow up too fast.&amp;nbsp;  We’re excited about make-up and school dances and boys that find our  daughters attractive.&amp;nbsp; But all of those things will come in time  (around 14-16) so hang on to childhood tenaciously.&amp;nbsp; If you’re  lucky enough to have a little tom boy who still loves dogs more than  boys and would rather ride bikes than go to the mall, enjoy it.&amp;nbsp;  If your daughter has loved clothes and boys since she was two, do all  you can to hold her back.&amp;nbsp; Set firm policies such as--no boy/girl  parties or school dances until 14.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'll admit right up front  that I have pretty strong views about cell phones, facebook and i-pods.&amp;nbsp;   I might be a little old-fashioned, but my children are the last ones  on the block to have them.&amp;nbsp; Facebook can be fun when limited and  monitored.&amp;nbsp; But it can encourage superficial relationships and  expose children to too much too soon.&amp;nbsp; We don’t allow it until  14 and even then, for a limited time each day.&amp;nbsp; I-pods keep a constant  stream of noise in our children’s lives—right during the years when  they most need the still, small voice.&amp;nbsp; My children can have one  when they’re 16 (if they still want it).&amp;nbsp; I’ve found that by  then, they have the maturity to use it in moderation and to choose  better  music.&amp;nbsp; That applies to cell phones as well and no texting til  they leave home.&amp;nbsp; I know—it’s extreme but I like my children  to be &lt;i&gt;with the people they’re with&lt;/i&gt;—not somewhere else.&amp;nbsp;  And I like them to have real conversations.&amp;nbsp; Maybe these limits  keep them out of the loop but that’s ok.&amp;nbsp; I’m not sure I like  the loop!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The world and all of its  influences  are going to pour in on our children.&amp;nbsp; We can’t prevent that.&amp;nbsp;  But time and maturity are our best friends.&amp;nbsp; A sixteen year old  is old and wise enough to handle so much more than a girl of eleven.&amp;nbsp;  As parents, we really can regulate the social pace of our daughters’  lives by what we encourage and allow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And let me add, that this is  the point at which “parenting with love” begins to really pay off.&amp;nbsp;  We’ve spent years building a strong, loving relationship and even  though these years bring natural separation and independence, in many  ways, they bring a new level of closeness.&amp;nbsp; Never argue.&amp;nbsp;  Give lots of hugs.&amp;nbsp; Listen.&amp;nbsp; Be loving and accepting but hold  the line.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully your daughter will love the commandments and  standards as much as you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I had four daughters in a row.&amp;nbsp;   They’re all grown up and are pure joy to me.&amp;nbsp; They’re my friends  and companions.&amp;nbsp; And I have an eleven year old now who loves dogs.&amp;nbsp;  She’ll notice boys pretty soon but I’m not in a hurry.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/S_VecNI6n-I/AAAAAAAAE94/QoaCaviFu00/s1600/100_0674.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/S_VecNI6n-I/AAAAAAAAE94/QoaCaviFu00/s400/100_0674.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;May the Lord bless you in your  efforts as you raise your daughters.&amp;nbsp; There isn’t a more rewarding  work.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;With Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-1151193701037896532?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/1151193701037896532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/05/letter-from-jane-11-13-year-old-girls.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/1151193701037896532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/1151193701037896532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/05/letter-from-jane-11-13-year-old-girls.html' title='A Letter From Jane: 11-13 year old girls'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/S_VecNI6n-I/AAAAAAAAE94/QoaCaviFu00/s72-c/100_0674.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-9204692989254946316</id><published>2010-05-11T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T10:24:00.317-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonding'/><title type='text'>Daughter Becoming Less Attached?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hi Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm glad I came across your blog and I read it  all up immediately. It was reassuring to know that what I feel is  completely normal and I also got loads of information and much needed  advice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A little about me - I live in India and I have a 3  year old daughter whom I love to death. I am a full time working mom  (work from 7AM to 7PM), feel terribly guilty everyday when I leave home  to work.My Husband and I live with my parents, so my parents look after  my girl while I am out. I am so lucky, they take care of her better than  I do and I dont have to worry a bit about her :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I resumed work after she turned 1 and we both  went through difficult times adjusting and getting used to being without  each other.Slowly it became a routine and she was fine when I was at  work. The time that I spent at home (Evenings and weekends), she would  cling onto me, want me to do everything for her, play with her, she  would cry if i went out without her...I just loved it. Everything was so  perfect. I mean, a working mother's biggest fear is that her child will  not need her anymore. But that was not the case with me and my other  friends who worked quite envied me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Of late ( last 3 weeks to be precise), my  daughter does not need me as much as used to. She is ok with anyone  handling her (feeding, taking her to the bathroom, changing clothes  etc). there are times she runs to my mother for things that earlier she  wanted only me to do. No matter what she always wanted me to sleep with  at night. But now she snuggles up to her dad while I lay down alone  wishing for her. I HATE the fact that she does not need me anymore. Its  not that she wants to be independent or something, its just that earlier  whatever she wanted only me to do, she is now Ok with anyone doing it.  She is a sweet little girl, she is lucky to have both sets of  grandparents around who absolutely adore her. This time when we went for  the weekly visit to my in-Laws place, she wanted my MIL to do  everything for her. I am sad and feel like any other member in the  house. I used to feel so special when she wanted me always and now it  does not matter whether I am around. She is just happy with who ever is  there. I feel so terrible, but i cannot think of quitting my job as I  cannot afford it right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;There have been such phases earlier but did not last for  more than 2 days.I am so low and sad. I want my daughter to need and  want me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I really feel your sadness and I’m so sorry for your  situation.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m guessing that your daughter is pulling away  for two reasons.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;First, she is getting a bit older and  more independent in general, and second, she is accepting the truth of  her life.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You are a person that she sees for only a few  hours each day.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I believe that children always have a  special bond with their mother and a longing to be near them.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I  think she misses you a great deal.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But she has learned to  accept her life and she is very blessed to be surrounded by so many  people who love her.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When you think about it, you wouldn’t  want your daughter to be so devoted to you that her everyday life was  continually sad and miserable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Is there any hope of changing your  situation?&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;These years with you are precious and passing  quickly.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If not, you’ll have to accept the fact that your  daughter needs to divide her affection.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If she senses that  her love for others hurts you, it will be unfair and confusing.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She’s  just a wonderful little girl—functioning in the life she’s been given.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I really feel your love for your daughter and that you  don’t like your situation.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I hope it can change and you  can be with her more of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;With Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #888888; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-9204692989254946316?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/9204692989254946316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/05/daughter-becoming-less-attached.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/9204692989254946316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/9204692989254946316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/05/daughter-becoming-less-attached.html' title='Daughter Becoming Less Attached?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-789111449874990948</id><published>2010-05-09T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T15:42:16.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters from Jane'/><title type='text'>A Letter From Jane: Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 1ex;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It’s Mother’s Day.&amp;nbsp;  I woke up this morning thinking of you—of your humble, sincere questions   and of your beautiful children.&amp;nbsp; I thought about how you’ve blessed  my life—how happy I am just knowing that you’re waking up this morning  to your children….again.&amp;nbsp; They’re young—most of them and  don’t know how to really honor you today.&amp;nbsp; They might make a  card for you at church.&amp;nbsp; They’ll give you hugs and kisses.&amp;nbsp;  If you’re lucky, your on-the-ball husband helped them buy you a gift.&amp;nbsp;  But, truly, they don’t understand yet what you are to them or how  to adequately honor you.&amp;nbsp; You are like breathing to them—as natural  as air.&amp;nbsp; They don’t understand yet that your love is shaping  their life—that your constant presence is what makes them feel safe  as they explore the world.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My sister, Judy, died many  years ago and left five children—ages 15 down to 3.&amp;nbsp; I was expecting  my first baby when she died.&amp;nbsp; Seeing that little row of children  sitting in front of me at their mother’s funeral was the most  heart-breaking  scene of my life.&amp;nbsp; She had been a wonderful mother.&amp;nbsp; She had  fully devoted herself to those little children and now she was gone.&amp;nbsp;  It seemed unbelievable that most of them would not remember her and  how she loved them.&amp;nbsp; And it’s true.&amp;nbsp; Her daughter Chris  was 10 when she died and years later, she had only a few isolated  memories  of her mother.&amp;nbsp; But each of the five children have turned out to  be wonderful people and exceptional parents.&amp;nbsp; They have her dry  humor and wise perspective.&amp;nbsp; Many people have had a hand in their  lives, but I know that Judy’s love was there during their most formative   years.&amp;nbsp; The mother they can’t remember shaped them and set their  course for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Most of what you do each day  for your little ones will not be remembered.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They will definitely  thank you some day and feel genuine gratitude.&amp;nbsp; But they won’t  recall a fraction of the daily experiences you’ve given them—the  time you cut their sandwiches into heart shapes, the nights you read  two extra stories even though you couldn’t keep your eyes open, the  day you walked out to get the mail together and noticed the crocuses  popping through.  Last year, my daughter Marlee sent me this poem on  Mother’s Day.&amp;nbsp; I think you’ll enjoy it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 align="center" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Lanyard &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="center" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;By: Billy  Collins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The other day  I was ricocheting slowly&lt;br /&gt;off the blue walls of this room,&lt;br /&gt;moving as if underwater from typewriter to piano,&lt;br /&gt;from bookshelf to an envelope lying on the floor,&lt;br /&gt;when I found myself in the L section of the dictionary&lt;br /&gt;where my eyes fell upon the word lanyard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;No cookie  nibbled  by a French novelist&lt;br /&gt;could send one into the past more suddenly—&lt;br /&gt;a past where I sat at a workbench at a camp&lt;br /&gt;by a deep Adirondack lake&lt;br /&gt;learning how to braid long thin plastic strips&lt;br /&gt;into a lanyard, a gift for my mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I had never  seen anyone use a lanyard&lt;br /&gt;or wear one, if that’s what you did with them,&lt;br /&gt;but that did not keep me from crossing&lt;br /&gt;strand over strand again and again&lt;br /&gt;until I had made a boxy&lt;br /&gt;red and white lanyard for my mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;She gave me  life and milk from her breasts,&lt;br /&gt;and I gave her a lanyard.&lt;br /&gt;She nursed me in many a sick room,&lt;br /&gt;lifted spoons of medicine to my lips,&lt;br /&gt;laid cold face-cloths on my forehead,&lt;br /&gt;and then led me out into the airy light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;and taught me  to walk and swim,&lt;br /&gt;and I, in turn, presented her with a lanyard.&lt;br /&gt;Here are thousands of meals, she said,&lt;br /&gt;and here is clothing and a good education.&lt;br /&gt;And here is your lanyard, I replied,&lt;br /&gt;which I made with a little help from a counselor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here is a  breathing  body and a beating heart,&lt;br /&gt;strong legs, bones and teeth,&lt;br /&gt;and two clear eyes to read the world, she whispered,&lt;br /&gt;and here, I said, is the lanyard I made at camp.&lt;br /&gt;And here, I wish to say to her now,&lt;br /&gt;is a smaller gift—not the worn truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;that you can  never repay your mother,&lt;br /&gt;but the rueful admission that when she took&lt;br /&gt;the two-tone lanyard from my hand,&lt;br /&gt;I was as sure as a boy could be&lt;br /&gt;that this useless, worthless thing I wove&lt;br /&gt;out of boredom would be enough to make us even.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nothing will ever make you  even.&amp;nbsp; There is no gift or card or expression of gratitude that  will hit the mark—the “thank you, Mom” mark.&amp;nbsp; But today something  happened that came close.&amp;nbsp; My son—sixteen years old, blessed  the sacrament for the first time.&amp;nbsp; I was sitting so close that  I could watch his clean hands break the bread.&amp;nbsp; I heard his mild  voice say the words to the prayer.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In this filthy world,  he is worthy.&amp;nbsp; He honors me with his clean life.&amp;nbsp; It’s all  I want from him.&amp;nbsp; Our eyes locked for a few moments after he sat  down and there weren’t words to frame my love and gratitude—for  him, for the Savior’s emblems, for the gospel that guides us together.&amp;nbsp;  No Mother’s Day geranium was needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So accept the many silent  honors  your children bestow upon you each day.&amp;nbsp; When your 2-year-old shares  a toy, when your daughter speaks oh so gently to the baby, when your  son picks up all of his cars cheerfully.&amp;nbsp; Those honors will increase  in magnitude as the years unfold and there will be echoes of your  efforts  even in the lives of your grandchildren.&amp;nbsp; Your careful acts of  love and teaching that seem at times to evaporate into thin air, are  actually settling and sinking in and they will all bear fruit in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The world honors you today.&amp;nbsp;  I do too.&amp;nbsp; But in their own unique little ways, each of your children  honors you best of all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;With Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-789111449874990948?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/789111449874990948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/05/letter-from-jane-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/789111449874990948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/789111449874990948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/05/letter-from-jane-mothers-day.html' title='A Letter From Jane: Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-9176862071371919998</id><published>2010-05-07T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T08:14:09.328-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Improving Behavior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Spiritual Perspective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching children virtues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sibling Relationships'/><title type='text'>What To Do About More Complex Problems?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="ii gt" id=":9q"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear Jane,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I guess I still don't get it.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I don't have  a clear picture of what your discipline looks like.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I  liked the example that you gave of your child coming home late, and  thinking about how you would want to be treated if you were late- it  makes sense, and I have been able to apply it to some situations at home  with great success.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But, I get stuck when it gets more  complex- like one kid saying something hurtful to another, or when the  older kids aren't willing to allow the younger kids to play with them or  share with them.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Or when someone back talks to me.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;Then what?&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Please help me to understand.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I  want to do better.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I have so many questions- but this one  is at the top of the list!&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear Friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I wish I had a blueprint or a manual that would  cover every situation.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I remember longing for one of those  myself!&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But I haven’t found one and I couldn’t write  one.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It’s your privilege to decide what the climate of  your home will be and how to create it.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My suggestions are  really just general principles to guide you in that process. &lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Let’s look at one of your concerns:&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;When older kids aren’t willing to allow the younger kids to play  with them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You’ve identified that as a problem in your home.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;You know that you could force the older kids to play with the  younger ones—but that won’t work.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It will breed resentment  and contention.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You could set up a reward system in which  older children earn points for including younger ones.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That  would solve the problem on a superficial level, but again, you would be  policing and orchestrating the situation.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What you really  want is for your children to care about each other on a deeper  level--enough that they would feel bad leaving one another out.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Encouraging  and building those feelings in our children is possible—but it isn’t  done overnight and it demands deeper thought and prayer on your part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Spend some time thinking and praying about the  situation.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Actually, all the concerns you talked about  fall into the category of love and respect in your home.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The  climate in your home is bothering you and you want to change it.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;Know that the Lord wants you to succeed and he will inspire you  with ideas.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’ve been amazed again and again at the  inspiration that begins to flow into my mind when I humbly seek  it—insights that I would not have had, solutions that were so much  simpler than I thought.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The solutions fit my family, my  personality, my situation.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Some examples of this type of  revelation might be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I see that &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; am part of the problem.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The  way that I am speaking, acting or treating my children is not modeling  the behavior I’m hoping to see in them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I see that one of my children is needy—discouraged or  overlooked and therefore crippled when it comes to giving of himself in  the family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I feel impressed to talk to my older children about my  vision for our family and enlist their aid in accomplishing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I might really see the point of view of my older  children and have the ability to sympathize with their position when it  comes to younger siblings. &lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;When they feel  understood and accepted, they naturally become more generous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I might feel inspired to temporarily set up that point  system I discussed earlier, as a way of turning the tide and raising  awareness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The general principles that I use involve teaching and  loving, instead of continual discipline for failure.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;These  principles are especially effective when it comes to teaching love in  the home.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It’s ironic when children are spanked for  hitting or sent to their room for isolating a sibling.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Creating  a loving environment, encourages love.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You model kindness  when you speak kindly.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You teach patience when you are  patient.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Most teen-agers who are disrespectful, are often  spoken to disrespectfully, forcefully, and in ways that belittle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have often told my children over the years that this  is our home, our family.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We knew each other before we came  here and we hoped we’d be friends.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We get to decide how  we want it to be.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I think it’s very important to keep the  larger picture in view for everyone to see, to shoot for the ideal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And one last thought.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When it comes to  love in the home, my greatest asset (besides the Lord) is my oldest  child.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Enlist their aid.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Give them lots of  special attention and help them feel the weight of their role in the  success of your family.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They very often set the tone.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;As our children have left one by one, the next child steps into  that role and becomes a great strength to us as they mature personally.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;I would start fostering that role and relationship early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Going back to your original question, I don’t really  think of this as a “method of discipline”.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I don’t really  discipline or punish.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I expect and teach and do everything  I can to create an environment that will bring about success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;With Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #888888; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-9176862071371919998?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/9176862071371919998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-to-do-about-more-complex-problems.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/9176862071371919998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/9176862071371919998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-to-do-about-more-complex-problems.html' title='What To Do About More Complex Problems?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-8464366903494299224</id><published>2010-04-26T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T09:04:50.169-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Questions'/><title type='text'>Discussing "Different" Parenting Views?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hi, Jane.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm just wondering how you handled  having "different" parenting views than those around you.&amp;nbsp; Family size,  discipline, preschool, babies...&amp;nbsp; I think I'm a pretty tuned-in parent,  but I have been more mainstream in some respects.&amp;nbsp; But as I read your  blog, and a couple others, it opens my eyes, and I want to change.&amp;nbsp; And  it all feels so right.&amp;nbsp; And I get excited, tell my husband, begin  implementing.&amp;nbsp; And then I go to Enrichment (or Activities whatever it's  called now).&amp;nbsp; Anyway, everyone there agrees that there is "a world of  difference between kids who go to preschool and those who don't."&amp;nbsp; And  all the areas could be hit, I think.&amp;nbsp; Do you just keep your mouth shut?&amp;nbsp;  The thing is, I think I had my views before because that is what people  around me talk about, that is what the books say, what the Dr. says.&amp;nbsp; I  think it's helpful to let people know that there are other parenting  methods, just as a courtesy, not to judge or boss, but because they are  probably only hearing about mainstream parenting.&amp;nbsp; At least I wish  people would have brought it up with me.&amp;nbsp; But mostly, then I start to  really question it again.&amp;nbsp; Should I put my son in preschool?&amp;nbsp; Ha ha.&amp;nbsp; I  just went to Enrichment tonight and it was an item of topic.&amp;nbsp; How do you  keep from getting wishy-washy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Thank you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #888888;"&gt;Erin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Dear Erin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;What a good question--a good way of putting it.&amp;nbsp; It's made me think  about my early days of adopting this way of parenting.&amp;nbsp;As I've  mentioned, I was a "natural consequences" mother.&amp;nbsp; When I read  about&amp;nbsp;this&amp;nbsp;and gained a vision of it, I was excited to share it with my  friends.&amp;nbsp; But, honestly, I was met mostly with skepticism.&amp;nbsp; People felt  that it seemed permissive and inconsistent.&amp;nbsp; They felt that children  wouldn't know where they stood if there were not swift, steady  consequences for bad behavior.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't sure either.&amp;nbsp; It was a new  idea.&amp;nbsp; I think this type of parenting requires a leap of faith because,  on the surface, there are not immediate results.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But, for me, I sensed  a difference right away.&amp;nbsp; I was no longer the enemy, but the  advocate--and that position felt more comfortable.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;My children who have been raised this way from the beginning are  now young adults and teen-agers and they are pretty impressive people.&amp;nbsp;  So impressive, in fact, that I am often asked for advice on parenting  from people who know them.&amp;nbsp; I know that they are the way they are,  largely because of this form of discipline.&amp;nbsp; As promised in the book,  they each have a strong conscience and they each have a warm  relationship with us as their parents.&amp;nbsp; We have almost no conflict in  our home.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In spite of that, many of the very people who ask my advice  and see the results, really can't imagine that it could work.&amp;nbsp; It's just  very hard for them to relinquish that position of force.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You are just where I was 20 years ago--deciding to paddle against  the current of the philosophies of the day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You're bound to meet with  skepticism or even opposition.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But today, I am completely secure in  this because I'm completely converted.&amp;nbsp; No one could persuade me to do  otherwise.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It feels good to come to a place in your motherhood, where  you are more tuned in to your own children than to the voices all around  you.&amp;nbsp; And that can happen relatively quickly as you begin to experience  the benefits of this type of parenting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Many of the comments on this blog have addressed the topic of  judging one another.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; While condemning is never a good thing, we do  have the task of looking around and sifting through the many claims and  philosophies that swirl around us and deciding what is really right for  us--and that involves making judgments.&amp;nbsp; In that process, many camps  develop--"Love and Logic" camps, "Baby Whisperer" camps, "Natural  Consequences" camps, advocates of preschools, mothers with opinions  about when to start solid foods, potty training, kindergarten...I don't  have to tell &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; this, right?&amp;nbsp; Just prayerfully make your  decisions and move forward with them.&amp;nbsp; Let the debates&amp;nbsp;carry  on...because trust me, they always will.&amp;nbsp; And they're good in a way.&amp;nbsp;  They just represent&amp;nbsp;mothers trying to be good mothers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The truth is,&amp;nbsp;the more secure you are in your beliefs, the less  defensive you will become.&amp;nbsp; And as you focus on living it instead of  explaining it, you will receive greater peace and clarity in the  process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;All my love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #888888; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;div&gt;Jane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-8464366903494299224?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8464366903494299224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/discussing-different-parenting-views.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/8464366903494299224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/8464366903494299224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/discussing-different-parenting-views.html' title='Discussing &quot;Different&quot; Parenting Views?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-6300076772057659624</id><published>2010-04-26T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T08:54:02.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Practical Advice'/><title type='text'>3 1/2 Year Old Not Potty Training?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;My son Adam is 3 1/2 years old.&amp;nbsp; He has had a speech delay and has only  been communicating well for about three or four months.&amp;nbsp; I have made a  few feeble attempts at potty training him including one where he was  given treats every time he used the toilet.&amp;nbsp; He was willing to  participate but took no initiative at all.&amp;nbsp; After a week or so I got  tired of training myself to take him to the bathroom.&amp;nbsp; When we talk to  him about using the toilet he says, "NO, change diapy!"&amp;nbsp; He doesn't  really care.&amp;nbsp; What do I do?&amp;nbsp; He is already big for his age.&amp;nbsp; He looks  like a five year old in a diaper.&amp;nbsp; It is embarrassing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The Answer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Although he's on the upper end of the age range for potty training,  Adam is still normal.&amp;nbsp; It's hard to know exactly what his hesitation  is.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Because I didn't really experience this problem, I don't really  have an answer.&amp;nbsp; But I did a little google search "Potty Training  Problems" and found a wealth of&amp;nbsp;great ideas and information that apply  perfectly.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I skimmed over&amp;nbsp;them and I'm sure you'll feel encouraged as  you read.&amp;nbsp; You're far from alone.&amp;nbsp; This site was especiallly helpful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babycenter.com/0_potty-training-readiness-checklist_4384.bc" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.babycenter.com/0_&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;potty-training-readiness-&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;checklist_4384.bc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Just one little caution.&amp;nbsp; Try not to be embarrassed.&amp;nbsp; It's an  unproductive and divisive feeling,&amp;nbsp; Adam is really your only concern  here--his success and well-being.&amp;nbsp; As a young mother, it's easy to let  your children's performance reflect completely on you and because of his  size, he's probably&amp;nbsp;often faced with&amp;nbsp;high expectations. &amp;nbsp; It's  important that you stay on his side.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Good luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;All my love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Jane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-6300076772057659624?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/6300076772057659624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/3-12-year-old-not-potty-training.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/6300076772057659624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/6300076772057659624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/3-12-year-old-not-potty-training.html' title='3 1/2 Year Old Not Potty Training?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-6653619171542796290</id><published>2010-04-26T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T08:34:53.279-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Improving Behavior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Questions'/><title type='text'>2 1/2 Year Old Wild Man?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Mother Jane,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;How great to have a mother to talk to! I have a little kid/little  problem question. I am the mother of 5 young kids, 1 to 11 years. I  thought I had babyness all figured out, then I had #4. The pregnancy was  rotton, the sweet baby got up every hour, slept an hour, up an hour. He  started getting sick at 2 months old and it has been one thing after  another. For a while he would get better for 2 or three days, then sick  again. He is the cutest little guy and so&amp;nbsp;funny and we love each other  so much. We kiss all day, but the little turkey is so smart, he can't  stay out of trouble, he's got to be exploring ALL the time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Recently, he  became intrigued by knives. I found him sitting in the corner of the  counter staring at the serated butcher knife. As he was petting the  chrome blade, he knew I was there behind him and said said, " Mom, I  love this knife, I love this knife, mom." A few days earlier, my 5 year  old came running to me and said, "Mom! Josh  (name has been changed to protect the unaccountable), is playing with  the matches!" I go in the living room and he has dumped an entire box of  matches of the floor and like 15 have been lit! What 2 year old knows  how to strike a match! I don't even know how he got them, we have  removed all chairs from the kitchen and they were on the highest shelf  in the highest cupboard! Just after he went into nursery, I went to pick  him up and I noticed three kids bleeding from face wounds. I asked what  happened and told me Josh had "gotten them". I told the Primary  President they had to call me to nursery so I could protect the other  children or he couldn't go anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This started just after #5 came  home. They are only 15 months apart. The curiosity thing I can deal  with. It's the hitting, scratching and pulling hair I am tired of. It  has been intensly going on for a full year now. I have tried everything  100 times and he just doesn't care enough about the  rewards/punishments/&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;consequences to stop. I don't go to play group  at the park because I don't want the other moms to cry when I pull up, I  can't ask anyone to watch him because I'm afraid he'll hurt their kids.  We have&amp;nbsp;tried physically restrictive time-outs, "When you hurt us, you  can't be with us" separation time outs, spanked him back, let the kids  hit him back, pretended to cry because we were so sad, ignored it etc  etc etc. Poor #5, he's the sweetest little boy, just one year old&amp;nbsp;and he  is either getting loved to death by Josh or wailed on by Josh. Please  fix us. I'll even let you take him for&amp;nbsp;a little while if you need to, ha  ha ha........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; Josh's Tired Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The Answer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Mother of "Josh",&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your letter reminded me so much of my good friend Cindy.&amp;nbsp; She had  three little angelic girls--just unbelievably perfect.&amp;nbsp; I was raising my  rough and tumble boys and I really felt that Cindy was a better mother  than I was.&amp;nbsp; I tried to copy her methods but, try as I might, my boys  wouldn't just sit in a circle on the floor and quietly play or color.&amp;nbsp;  Then along came&amp;nbsp;daughter #4--her version of Josh--the wildest girl I'd  ever seen.&amp;nbsp; She was cross, sickly, defiant and full of mischief.&amp;nbsp; I'll  have to be honest--I felt much better after that.&amp;nbsp; And I learned a  lesson.&amp;nbsp; Some children are, for whatever reason, much more difficult  than others.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I think the Lord uses them to humble us.&amp;nbsp; They take us out  of the comfortable routines of our lives and demand that we constantly  employ new strategies.&amp;nbsp; It probably doesn't seem funny to you, but I  just laughed right out loud at "Mom, I love this knife.&amp;nbsp; I love this  knife, Mom".&amp;nbsp; My friend told me about her nephew who was "Josh-like".&amp;nbsp;  His parents tried to explain to him that Heavenly Father wanted him to  be good, and Satan wanted him to be bad.&amp;nbsp; He said, "But I &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;  Satan."&amp;nbsp; Of course, the parents thought their son was possessed...but  he's actually turning out well.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes those tough children grow out  of it fairly quickly--and other times, they're pretty challenging all  the way along.&amp;nbsp; But almost always, they turn out to be extraordinary  people, if their parents don't panic and crush them with harshness.&amp;nbsp; If  "Josh" were my boy, I would:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)&amp;nbsp; Pray.&amp;nbsp; I would pray for insight into his mind and for an  increased ability to care for him.&amp;nbsp; I would pray that we could connect  with eachother and learn from eachother.&amp;nbsp; I would just tell the Lord my  feelings and struggles and ask for his help continually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)&amp;nbsp; I would keep him under close watch.&amp;nbsp; It's hard when you've had  some relatively easy children, to shift into a more vigilant mode.&amp;nbsp; But  that's what you'll need to do.&amp;nbsp; Assign family members to help out and  teach them how to work with him...especially this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3)&amp;nbsp; No surprise, I'd continue to shower him with love and  reassurance.&amp;nbsp; He was bumped out of the nest pretty early.&amp;nbsp; He's still  not much&amp;nbsp;more than a baby really.&amp;nbsp; It sounds like you're already doing  this.&amp;nbsp; But really try to connect many times a day.&amp;nbsp; Look right into his  eyes and make sure he feels all of your warmth and love.&amp;nbsp; When he's in  this mode of constantly being corralled or reprimanded, he can start to  feel like he's "out of your circle" and that the baby is in.&amp;nbsp; Little  children who are as busy and curious and high-maintenance as he is, get  used to&amp;nbsp;receiving stern looks and glares from everyone--nursery leaders,  family members, your friends--even strangers.&amp;nbsp; Those looks tell him  that he's bad and unloved.&amp;nbsp; You can teach his siblings to smile at him  often and look at him with love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4)&amp;nbsp; Be in a mode of continual teaching.&amp;nbsp; Try not to let things  escalate to where he's injuring someone or destroying something and has  to be disciplined.&amp;nbsp; I'm with you that I wouldn't drop&amp;nbsp;him off at the  nursery or at the home of a friend right now.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It's too easy for him to  develop negative habits and patterns.&amp;nbsp; He's a full-time job for a  while.&amp;nbsp; Teach him appropriate behavior.&amp;nbsp; We often tell children "no"  without being really clear about what we want them to do instead.&amp;nbsp; Have  him practice little good behaviors like sharing, touching people's faces  softly and gently, coming right when you call and then reward him.&amp;nbsp;  Praise even the tiniest success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mainly, you are in a mode of protecting him and others until he has  a chance to mature.&amp;nbsp; I've seen dozens of children who seemed hopelessly  out of control at two, become really nice five year olds.&amp;nbsp; You're a  seasoned mother with a great sense of humor.&amp;nbsp; You'll be successful.&amp;nbsp;  You'll be telling that knife story with a chuckle when he graduates from  college.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Keep that vision.&amp;nbsp; Pray hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jane&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-6653619171542796290?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/6653619171542796290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/2-12-year-old-wild-man.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/6653619171542796290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/6653619171542796290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/2-12-year-old-wild-man.html' title='2 1/2 Year Old Wild Man?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-7358710460359271970</id><published>2010-04-19T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T07:45:32.918-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nurturing Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters from Jane'/><title type='text'>A Letter From Jane: Babies</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve talked a lot about love on this blog—about the importance of not just loving our children, but of making sure that they feel our love continually. Naturally that connection begins long before our children can understand the words, “I love you.” I believe that we begin making that connection before our children are born. New breakthroughs in science&amp;nbsp;are proving that when an expectant mother loves and wants her baby, she emits high levels of serotonin which actually contribute to her baby’s brain formation. That means that when you feel excitement and pleasure just dreaming about your baby—your baby receives physiological benefits as he develops within you. What an astonishing thought! And of course when you take good care of yourself during pregnancy--eating nutritious foods, exercising and avoiding harmful substances, your baby is the recipient. I used to love taking a walk in the sunshine, breathing in the fresh air and feeling that sense of well-being that went deeper than just me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When babies are loved and wanted before they ever come, they arrive with a great start. But I’ve come to believe that the first year of life is perhaps the most important one of all. I remember holding my own first baby for the first time—all the mixture of feelings—amazement, awe, recognition and a bit of inadequacy. Never had anyone needed me so much. He was all made out of…me. His skin, his fluffy hair, his little bright eyes. Here he was breathing, squinting around, trying to find food and I was what he wanted. When he was a few days old, I was marveling to my sister about how connected and intertwined we were—him needing to eat, me needing to feed him, how much he loved to be with me, how much I craved his feel and smell. She made a comment that set a course for my life as a mother. She said, “I read once that babies don’t realize that they are separate people from their mothers. As far as they’re concerned, you and he are the same person.” Yes. That’s exactly what it felt like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For each of my babies, the first year of life is a time of very close, tight nurturing. They sleep near me (or with me), they bathe with me, they eat when they are hungry, I hold them when they want, they go where I go. I am definitely an attached parent. For each of our 11 children, I have basically given myself over to them for the first year. And through the years, I’ve read everything I could get my hands on about bonding. It’s just a fascinating subject for me. Imagine how excited I was when I stumbled upon a book one day at the library called, “The Biology of Love”. It’s written by a Dr. Arthur Janov who has developed therapies over the years to help people who got off to a bad start in life. He demonstrates in the book that during the first year of life, the brain is still very much in formative stages and that the parents complete the important connections that will last through their child’s life-time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is intense but here is my best summation of it. I know it’s an over-simplification, but just tell me that it doesn’t make perfect sense to you. The brain is very complex but is divided into two hemispheres. One controls emotions and feelings while the other controls logical reasoning and thinking. When a baby is born, the logical side is dormant. It won’t kick in for about two years. But the feeling side is entirely active. A baby may not understand anything we say, but they are fully attuned to our voice, our expression, our smell, our touch. They cry and we respond—and as we do, we are building connections. The mechanisms in their brain that produce serotonin and dopamine are set. When babies are routinely neglected, there are whole sections of brain connections that are “pruned out” and unrecoverable. These babies grow up with hungers and needs that they can’t explain so they often turn to drugs or alcohol for relief. I realize that none of you neglect your babies to that extent. But I really believe that it’s impossible to give a child too much love or to respond too much in the first year. Dr. Janov points out that the process of nurturing a baby is labor-intensive but that we will put in the time now or later—now in building what he calls “a loved brain” that functions well and responds appropriately to life—or later, trying to understand and remedy problems from early neglect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister’s casual comment was true. Our babies really are incomplete with only half of a brain—the feeling half. We provide the logical side until theirs is functional. It’s up to us to meet the needs that they can’t articulate or meet themselves. And it’s helpful to realize that they are not logical enough to have an agenda—to manipulate us. They only know that they need something, and often that “something” is just to be with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a baby emerges from their first year with “a loved brain”—the feeling side of their brain fully connected and formed, the logical side of the brain begins to develop. Connections form between the two sides of the brain to create an emotionally healthy person. A person with a loved brain is more likely to be able to form strong, meaningful relationships throughout his life, to cope with and solve difficult problems he will encounter in life and to have a deeper ability to perceive right and wrong—because he understands and “feels” the impact of his actions on others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe this. There is evidence of it all around us. And while it may seem like a burdensome bit of information, it is, for me, truly freeing and motivating. I am free to love my babies without reservation. And I am doing everything I can to insure a happy life for them. I know they’ll have hardships and difficulties as we all do. I can’t spare them those things. But I can give them their best chance to handle those things well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to a young mother in our ward a few years ago. She was frustrated because she hadn’t done a thing for three days except hold her 2-month old baby—who was unusually fussy. The house was falling down around her and she couldn’t get anything done. I shared some excerpts with her from “The Biology of Love” and reassured her that though it didn’t seem like it, she was doing something permanently good as she rocked and soothed her baby. Later she told me how helpful that information was—that it had really changed her perspective. That’s what I hope this is for you—just a deeper understanding of the role you’re playing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over my lifetime as a mother, I’ve seen a quiet, concerted movement aimed at separating babies from mothers. In our society, women are cautioned to look after their own interests first. Modern methods encourage mothers to teach their babies to soothe themselves—that the ultimate success is to make your baby as independent as early as possible. Why is that success? A neat compartmentalized life doesn’t work with babies. Their needs vary from day to day and their deepest needs are often met at inconvenient times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you’re picturing a mother run ragged trying to meet the demands of her new baby as well as the rest of the family. But it really hasn’t been like that for me. I’ve found great personal pleasure in that first year and a deep sense of accomplishment. My husband is wonderful with babies—and I think it’s partly because I’ve shown him how to enjoy them. My other children have learned (without any formal lessons) that babies are precious and wonderful. Babies uniquely bind a family together. One of my favorite memories was bringing our seventh baby home from the hospital and laying him on my bed. The children all came in and gathered around. One of them said, “It’s like he’s a little fire and we’re all getting warm.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I want to say to young mothers: “Throw all the books away and follow your instincts.” Tie that baby on and take him with you. Don’t dole out love in measured doses. Just make it as natural as air. Kiss, snuggle, smell, whisper to, caress that baby all that you want to. Picture their little brain lighting up and thriving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m including two pictures with this post. These are two of the few pieces of art that I own. The first you might recognize as “The Responsible Woman” by James Christensen. I love that with all of her other responsibilities, her baby is cradled in and content. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/S8xmSUly-fI/AAAAAAAAE4I/oDR1DuKcZSQ/s1600/responsible_woman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/S8xmSUly-fI/AAAAAAAAE4I/oDR1DuKcZSQ/s320/responsible_woman.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The second is a statue that my son Nick brought home to me from his mission to Bolivia. I guess he knew what I would love! I love how simple and primitive this relationship looks—no car seats or strollers or swings or fancy nursery—just this essential mother/baby relationship that transcends worldly trends and trappings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/S8xn5jmVO5I/AAAAAAAAE4Q/pNgPenoPxXQ/s1600/bolivian+woman.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/S8xn5jmVO5I/AAAAAAAAE4Q/pNgPenoPxXQ/s320/bolivian+woman.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Of course, this “immersion in love” that takes place in the first year, naturally segues into the loving approach we’ve discussed as our children grow older. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are still reading, you deserve a medal! This post has been a small book. But I hope there is something in it that will encourage you forward in this great work. Ezra Taft Benson, in summing up the ten ways a mother could be effective in her child’s life, ended with this jewel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Tenth and finally, mothers, take the time to truly love your children. A mother's unqualified love approaches Christlike love."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a beautiful tribute by a son to his mother: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I don't remember much about her views of voting nor her social prestige; and what her ideas on child training, diet, and eugenics were, I cannot recall. The main thing that sifts back to me now through the thick undergrowth of years is that she loved me. She liked to lie on the grass with me and tell stories, or to run and hide with us children. She was always hugging me. . . . And I liked it. She had a sunny face. To me it was like God, and all the beatitudes saints tell of Him. And sing! Of all the sensations pleasurable to my life nothing can compare with the rapture of crawling up into her lap and going to sleep while she swung to and fro in her rocking chair and sang. Thinking of this, I wonder if the woman of today, with all her tremendous notions and plans, realizes what an almighty factor she is in shaping of her child for weal or woe? I wonder if she realizes how much sheer love and attention count for in a child's life."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheer love. I like that. And let me just add, at the risk of sounding patronizing—that I love you as well. Through the miracle of blogging, I’ve visited many of your homes and seen your babies. Each of you melt my heart. Good, good things are happening out there! Thank you for your dedication to this process. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-7358710460359271970?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7358710460359271970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/letter-from-jane-babies.html#comment-form' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/7358710460359271970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/7358710460359271970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/letter-from-jane-babies.html' title='A Letter From Jane: Babies'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/S8xmSUly-fI/AAAAAAAAE4I/oDR1DuKcZSQ/s72-c/responsible_woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-3439188512941396597</id><published>2010-04-16T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T11:55:24.741-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Spiritual Perspective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Families'/><title type='text'>Name Of The Talk?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I was reading the post 'Family Planning' from March 10, 2010.&amp;nbsp; At the  bottom of the post you quote Dallin H. Oaks and said that he gave a talk  saying how many children should we have...as many as we can.&amp;nbsp; I would  love to know the name of that talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Thanks for the question.&amp;nbsp; I didn't pull it up the article when I wrote my post, but this is the exact quote:&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;"How many children should a couple have? All they can care for!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Here is an excerpt from the talk, given in General Conference in October of 1993:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge of the great plan of happiness also gives Latter-day Saints  a distinctive attitude toward the bearing and nurturing of children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3111959418563495652&amp;amp;postID=3439188512941396597" name="34"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In some times and places, children have been regarded as no more than  laborers in a family economic enterprise or as insurers of support for  their parents. Though repelled by these repressions, some persons in our  day have no compunctions against similar attitudes that subordinate the  welfare of a spirit child of God to the comfort or convenience of  parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The Savior taught that we should not lay up treasures on earth but  should lay up treasures in heaven (see &lt;a class="scriptureRef" href="http://scriptures.lds.org/matt/6/19-21#19" onclick="newWindow('http://scriptures.lds.org/matt/6//19-21#19')" target="contentWindow"&gt;Matt. 6:19–21&lt;/a&gt;). In light  of the ultimate purpose of the great plan of happiness, I believe that  the ultimate treasures on earth and in heaven are our children and our  posterity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;President Kimball said, “It is an act of extreme selfishness for a  married couple to refuse to have children when they are able to do so” (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Ensign,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  May 1979, p. 6). When married couples postpone childbearing until after  they have satisfied their material goals, the mere passage of time  assures that they seriously reduce their potential to participate in  furthering our Heavenly Father’s plan for all of his spirit children.  Faithful Latter-day Saints cannot afford to look upon children as an  interference with what the world calls “self-fulfillment.” Our covenants  with God and the ultimate purpose of life are tied up in those little  ones who reach for our time, our love, and our sacrifices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many children should a couple have? All they can care for! Of  course, to care for children means more than simply giving them life.  Children must be loved, nurtured, taught, fed, clothed, housed, and well  started in their capacities to be good parents themselves. Exercising  faith in God’s promises to bless them when they are keeping his  commandments, many LDS parents have large families. Others seek but are  not blessed with children or with the number of children they desire. In  a matter as intimate as this, we should not judge one another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Gordon B. Hinckley gave this inspired counsel to an  audience of young Latter-day Saints:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=3111959418563495652" name="39" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;“I like to think of the positive side of the equation, of the meaning  and sanctity of life, of the purpose of this estate in our eternal  journey, of the need for the experiences of mortal life under the great  plan of God our Father, of the joy that is to be found only where there  are children in the home, of the blessings that come of good posterity.  When I think of these values and see them taught and observed, then I am  willing to leave the question of numbers to the man and the woman and  the Lord” (“If I Were You, What Would I Do?” &lt;i&gt;Brigham Young  University 1983–84 Fireside and Devotional Speeches,&lt;/i&gt; Provo, Utah:  University Publications, 1984, p. 11).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Read the full talk &lt;a href="http://lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?hideNav=1&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=3c4b425e0848b010VgnVCM1000004d82620a____&amp;amp;vgnextoid=2354fccf2b7db010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD"&gt;here. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I hope this is helpful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-3439188512941396597?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3439188512941396597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/name-of-talk.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/3439188512941396597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/3439188512941396597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/name-of-talk.html' title='Name Of The Talk?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-3174076582091739495</id><published>2010-04-16T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T11:04:24.763-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Practical Advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><title type='text'>How Do I Help My 15-Month-Old Sleep In Her Crib?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We're posting a question today, and a Letter from Jane on Monday.&amp;nbsp; She just wanted a little more time to construct this letter about babies and bonding...it's going to be good.&amp;nbsp; (no pressure though, mom:)&amp;nbsp; -Natalie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Jane,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really  felt like I had it all together before my daughter came.  I thought I would be  firm, and that she would sleep in her own bed, and that I would schedule  her feedings.  Then she came, and she just didn't want that stuff.  And  it just didn't feel like a good idea anymore.  She had acid reflux  (we  didn't realize it for a couple months) and hated sleeping in her  bassinet from day 1.  So I let her sleep with me.  I fed on demand.  I  tried to "attachment parent."  And it's been amazing, really.  She is  so, so happy and secure, and just a delight.  The only problem is  bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have read SO many sleep books, and almost all of them advocate some  form of crying it out, saying I'm doing her a disservice by not making  her soothe herself to sleep.  And maybe I am.  She is 15 months old, and  I still nurse her to sleep.  She really hates her crib.  She cries and  screams, and I'm convinced she feels abandoned.  I've tried rocking her  to sleep and laying her down after.  She wakes up most of the time, or  just doesn't sleep very long.  I am tired.  She wakes up a few times a  night still to nurse.  I feel like it's doable, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just not sure what to do.  I feel like I need to get my little girl's sleeping  under control.  At the same time, I don't want to damage my relationship  with my sweet baby that I am totally in love with!  Oh, I love her.  I  just want to make sure I'm not hurting her sleep long-term.  Oh, I wish I  could see how everything would turn out!  In my head, it seems as if  her feeling attached, nurtured, and secure is the most important thing.   But will she be an insomniac?  These are the questions that plague  me.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you,&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear Anonymous,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It seems like bedtime/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;naptime&lt;/span&gt; struggles are some of the  most common problems for young mothers.  I know that trends have really  changed over the years, but for me this whole process was fairly  simple.  I'll put it out there for your consideration.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I nursed each of my children for the first year.  At  that point, my doctor assured me that cow's milk was fine for them, so I  gradually got them to take a bottle.  (None of them took bottles while I  was nursing them.)  At around one year old, I would put my babies  to  bed every night and down for their naps, with a warm bottle.  Once they  were converted, they loved their bottles, so they always went to bed  easily. &lt;i&gt; I never gave them bottles except when they were going to  bed&lt;/i&gt;--so a warm bottle and bed was a happy, positive thing.  I also  never gave juice bottles (too hard on teeth.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Because I've received so many questions like yours,   I decided to ask  some of my other “old experienced mother” friends and  they agreed—that’s what they did too.  In the past few years, it  seems that this method has fallen out of favor.   I’m  just not sure why.   Most of my friends agree that their children  had few cavities.  One friend was more vigilant about brushing and none of her five children who took bottles have ever had a single cavity.  Only one of my children had braces so I don't think  it's an orthodontic issue.  Maybe there is a study I'm not aware of that  discourages the practice, but a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ll I know is  that it took a lot of the stress out of bedtime.  And  everybody seems to have turned out pretty well so far.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;When they  were three or so, I would take them off of the  bottle so I could potty  train--also very easy at that late age, and  move them into a toddler  bed so they could get up at night to go the bathroom.  This transition  was typically pretty painless.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So,  there you have it—the “old-fashioned, no fail,  everybody’s happy”   way to put children to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Let me also assure you that what you are doing now--nursing your baby to sleep and responding to her cries--will not turn her into an insomniac or damage her sleep patterns for life.  You sound like a wonderful, nurturing mother but  your baby has had an excellent start and it's time for you to get some  sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" face="Georgia,&amp;quot;" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" face="Georgia,&amp;quot;" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;All my love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #888888;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-3174076582091739495?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3174076582091739495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-do-i-help-my-15-month-old-sleep-in.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/3174076582091739495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/3174076582091739495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-do-i-help-my-15-month-old-sleep-in.html' title='How Do I Help My 15-Month-Old Sleep In Her Crib?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-3474626676426011374</id><published>2010-04-12T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T09:15:58.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Improving Behavior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching children virtues'/><title type='text'>Understanding Boys?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Thanks for your uplifting blog and great insights.&amp;nbsp; I figured it’s about time I asked a question, so here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I have two boys, ages 9 and 7.&amp;nbsp; I love them to pieces but lately, I am becoming so frustrated with some of their obnoxiousness:&amp;nbsp; the potty talk, laughing at stupid noises, sloppy behavior in dress and chores, showing off for friends, and just in general acting stupid!&amp;nbsp; One of my boys resists work by asking stupid questions, “What’s a room?”&amp;nbsp; “What’s clean?”&amp;nbsp; “What’s a broom?” in an annoying voice.&amp;nbsp; Another has shown amazing proficiency at chores in the past, but now resists work at all costs.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Ironically, I used to teach a bunch of Primary boys that age when my own kids were younger and I’d get so annoyed by the same types of behaviors.&amp;nbsp; Of course, I vowed my OWN BOYS would never behave that way, yet here we are.&amp;nbsp; =)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Please give me a little perspective on how boys this age think.&amp;nbsp; Is most of this stuff just temporary and best ignored, like a toddler’s tantrums?&amp;nbsp; Or should I intervene more and work harder at teaching appropriate behavior?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Christina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Dear Christina,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I loved this question.&amp;nbsp; I just laughed right out loud.&amp;nbsp; You really captured that age and stage perfectly.&amp;nbsp; I actually have thought a great deal about this issue over the years.&amp;nbsp; I think it's more important than it might appear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Your boys are at a stage where they are discovering their own humor.&amp;nbsp; I think a mother can go a long way to help them in this endeavor--and encourage some patterns that will last for years to come.&amp;nbsp; I usually have a talk with my children at around this age that goes something like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;"I've noticed that you are getting a good sense of humor.&amp;nbsp; That's a great thing because everyone likes funny people.&amp;nbsp; But we have a few rules about humor in our family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;1)&amp;nbsp; It can never be crude.&amp;nbsp; Crudeness isn't really funny.&amp;nbsp; It's just crude.&amp;nbsp; It isn't clever and it detracts from the spirit in our home.&amp;nbsp; Here are some things that I think are crude:&amp;nbsp; Vulgar noises, bathroom humor, talk about boldily functions, anything sexually degrading, certain terminology.&amp;nbsp; (I don't like the words "butt" or "sucks" or "crap" or a few others.&amp;nbsp; You'll have to decide what's acceptable to you.)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;David Bednar said,&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;"Because the Spirit cannot abide that which is vulgar, crude, or immodest, then clearly such things are not for us." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I recognize that this stance is almost outrageous in today's world where almost every children's movie is steeped in crude humor.&amp;nbsp; But our children can be taught to find this humor offensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;2)&amp;nbsp; It can never be at the expense of someone else.&amp;nbsp; Cutting remarks may seem funny, but when they injure another person, they show a lack of character.&amp;nbsp; We simply don't hurt people with our humor.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;3)&amp;nbsp; Humor cannot be smart-alecky.&amp;nbsp; (Your sons remarks about "What's a room?" fall into that category.)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;After laying down those rules about humor, I am pretty tenacious about upholding them.&amp;nbsp; "Remember, we don't use humor that way."&amp;nbsp; I try to teach them by laughing at their appropriate humor (even though it's only marginally funny at this age) and sharing fun stories that I know they'll enjoy.&amp;nbsp; By taking the time to work with them and develop their humor and personality in a positive direction, you are preparing them to be respected and appreciated throughout their lives.&amp;nbsp; Because, let's face it, many people seem to stay "stuck" in that grade-school humor forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;All of that being said, I admit that I don't fully enjoy children between the ages of 9 and 13.&amp;nbsp; They are a little bit annoying to me--the way they want to tell you a whole movie in detail, their drama, their chitchat.&amp;nbsp; Don't get me wrong, I never stop loving my children or attempting to keep the relationship strong.&amp;nbsp; But I'm always so relieved when they arrive at 14 or 15.&amp;nbsp; They become truly clever and intelligent.&amp;nbsp; I completely enjoy them at this age and beyond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;You're a great mother with a lot of insight.&amp;nbsp; Good luck with this new little challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;With Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-3474626676426011374?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/3474626676426011374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/understanding-boys.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/3474626676426011374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/3474626676426011374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/understanding-boys.html' title='Understanding Boys?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-7071919144268432573</id><published>2010-04-12T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T09:07:29.476-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Improving Behavior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fatherhood'/><title type='text'>Getting My Husband On Board?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Dear Jane,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;First off- thank you so much for the time you spend on answering so many questions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I really admired your letter to your readers. I really want to focus more on my relationship with my children as opposed to just disciplining like you wrote about. My question for you is how do I get my husband on board without sounding like I am nagging and wanting him to do things "my way"? I have been wanting to talk to him about changing our disciplinary ways with our children for a few days now, but I can't seem to find the right time or words to express to him how important this is to me. How did you and your husband work together? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Thanks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Jamee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Dear Jamee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;It was kind of a funny thing with us.&amp;nbsp; When our oldest children were young, my bible was "Children the Challenge" by Rudolf Dreikurs.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It is based on natural consequences.&amp;nbsp; It made sense and I had to train my husband in all of its ways.&amp;nbsp; We would sit around and brainstorm about appropriate consequences for various offenses.&amp;nbsp; We got pretty adept at natural consequences, but as I've mentioned before, I felt uneasy about the "outward vs. inward" motivations involved.&amp;nbsp; As I became converted to the loving approach and became more and more excited about it, I had the job of convincing my husband that we needed to scrap the old method.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He was really skeptical-- because in theory, it sounds permissive, inconsistent and ineffective.&amp;nbsp; But I started using it and pointing out the successes and little by little, he became a believer.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I'd have to say though, that even after all these years, we're really different in our styles.&amp;nbsp; Neither of us are harsh but we don't handle things in exactly the same way.&amp;nbsp; I think that's ok.&amp;nbsp; Children really seem to adapt to and even benefit from those differences. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I suggest that you just ease into new ways of doing things and discuss them as you go along.&amp;nbsp; Explain the theories behind a loving approach and then try it out.&amp;nbsp; My good friend has recently had to go back to school, and her husband primarily cares for the children.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She told me that one day her husband was trying to resolve a conflict between two children.&amp;nbsp; Instead of punishing the perpetrator (which he would have done before), he focused on the injured child, assuring him that no harm was meant.&amp;nbsp; The guilty child looked on for a few moments, then ran forward and apologized--on his own.&amp;nbsp; The father was surprised and excited to see this apology without any outside prompting.&amp;nbsp; He began to catch the vision of the whole approach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;It's not a change that can be made overnight.&amp;nbsp; But as you both see positive results and talk about them, you'll likely move in this direction together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;All my love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-7071919144268432573?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7071919144268432573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/getting-my-husband-on-board.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/7071919144268432573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/7071919144268432573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/getting-my-husband-on-board.html' title='Getting My Husband On Board?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-7002687901725855276</id><published>2010-04-12T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T08:55:28.129-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Improving Behavior'/><title type='text'>Whining Children?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I just recently found your website and I love it!&amp;nbsp; I have already learned a lot.&amp;nbsp; I was wondering what you do about whining?&amp;nbsp; I have three children 6, 4 and 2 and our 4 year old is the worst whiner of the bunch.&amp;nbsp; Whenever they get told no about not getting to do a certain activity right at that moment or no they can't have a snack because it is almost dinner and every other time they get told "no" they start to whine, whine, whine and ask why.&amp;nbsp; There seems to be nonstop whining in our house.&amp;nbsp; How do we get them to stop and learn to accept that no means no and to move on with their day without whining about it?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Ashley &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Dear Ashley,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I sympathize completely with you.&amp;nbsp; I just can't tolerate whining (or screaming).&amp;nbsp; I would start today to eliminate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I would begin to attack this problem by focusing first on myself.&amp;nbsp; I would be absolutely certain to never give in when they whine.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If your children are whining continually, there is a good chance that you are occasionally rewarding it.&amp;nbsp; They've learned that it's worth a try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I'm sure that you've addressed the problem directly with your children.&amp;nbsp; It's always helpful to discuss these issues at a time other than when they are occurring.&amp;nbsp; Play a little game.&amp;nbsp; Have a cupful of Skittles and tell them that you are going to have a lesson about manners.&amp;nbsp; Have them ask for an Skittle politely and then give them one.&amp;nbsp; Next, have them ask and you say, "No, I'm sorry.&amp;nbsp; Not right now."&amp;nbsp; Teach them to say.&amp;nbsp; "OK, Mom".&amp;nbsp; When they get it right, praise their wonderful manners.&amp;nbsp; Do it again and again and then try some different scenerios.&amp;nbsp; Each time that you say 'no', have them say, "OK, Mom".&amp;nbsp; This teaches them your expectation and gives you a reference point when you experience an actual situation.&amp;nbsp; "Remember...what do you say when I say no?"&amp;nbsp; Of course they won't catch on overnight, but keep working at it.&amp;nbsp; I might even keep a jar of M&amp;amp;Ms handy and for a week or two and give them one whenever they say, "OK, Mom". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sometimes it takes very focused, concerted effort to change a bad habit.&amp;nbsp; But children usually respond well to positive teaching.&amp;nbsp; We occasionally go through a phase where it seems that everyone complains when I ask them to do something.&amp;nbsp; Then I know it's time to bring out the&amp;nbsp; "Sure" jar.&amp;nbsp; (It's especially impressive because the label came off of my deodorant so it looks very professional.)&amp;nbsp; I put in an M&amp;amp;M whenever I make a request and a child says, "Sure!" with enthusiasm.&amp;nbsp; When I feel that we've turned things around, they get to divide up the M&amp;amp;M's.&amp;nbsp; Maybe you could have an "OK, Mom" jar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This advice applies to so many situations.&amp;nbsp; Just teach with a positive spin.&amp;nbsp; I predict your home will be "whining free" in a couple of weeks.&amp;nbsp; Or at least you'll see some serious progress.&amp;nbsp; Don't forget to pray for help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;All my love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-7002687901725855276?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7002687901725855276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/whining-children.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/7002687901725855276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/7002687901725855276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/whining-children.html' title='Whining Children?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-8417004154558876519</id><published>2010-04-12T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T08:50:25.708-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Improving Behavior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><title type='text'>Very Attached Little Girl?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hi Jane,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm just loving this blog! I've really appreciated your posts explaining your more loving approach to discipline. I have tried to keep these principles in mind lately when parenting my two kids (aged four and two). However, there are some situations with my four-year-old daughter that I'm not sure how to handle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;My daughter--while very independent and well behaved when attending preschool, primary, or dance class--always acts very clingy to me at home. I cannot leave the home at all without her crying for me and begging for me not to go. These are all situations where I would be leaving her home in the care of my husband. My husband is really a great, gentle, patient, fun father. Once I can finally tear my daughter from off my leg and leave the house, she is totally content and happy the duration of my absence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Bedtime is the only other instance where she exhibits this same behavior. We have quite an involved, well-entrenched bedtime routine: bath, pajamas, four books, teeth, prayer, song, story in bed, one-on-one talking, and finally a stretched-out painful goodnight! I generally like the routine and am glad that we spend this time together each evening; however, with only two kids (we want to have more) this routine can take a couple of hours every night. My daughter is tired at this time of night (Mommy is too), and she insists that only I do every aspect of the routine. Normally this is fine, but at times I need Daddy to step in to brush teeth or read stories. If my husband has to do anything she cries and is very emotional. Once a week I have a Young Women's meeting that requires me to leave in the middle of bedtime--and it can be quite emotionally draining on me. However, once again, once I am out the door she snaps out of it and is perfectly happy for my husband. The only obstacle is literally peeling her off my leg so I can leave! Also, each night after laying with her, talking, singing, telling a story, and praying with her (sometimes spending up to 30 minutes with her in bed) she still cries when it is time for me to leave. Interestingly, when my husband does put her down to bed she happily kisses him goodnight and doesn't put up any fight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I know it is normal for a child to still be fairly attached to her mother at this age (again she doesn't do this type of thing when I drop her off at preschool, primary, babysitters, or dance). I know she has fun with her Dad and enjoys spending time with him. It is just that he is more efficient at bedtime and gets the routine done quicker, where I will linger on things and it is easier for my daughter to stall going to bed when I'm in charge at night. My husband and I kind of think that she is using crying (emotions) on me, because she knows I am generally more receptive to her emotions. Basically these tactics work on momma not on daddy, so she doesn't really try them on him. Anyway, these situations can be tiring at night, and I'm not sure how to be firm but still loving when I feel that she is being a bit manipulative (such a strong word to use when describing a four-year-old's behavior, but it is the most fitting description I could think of).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Thank you so much! I look forward to your reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Caitlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Dear Caitlin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;It's taken me a while to answer this question--so long that it might not even be a problem for you any more!&amp;nbsp; Usually, this kind of problem is pretty short-lived if you downplay it.&amp;nbsp; Just peel her arms off gently and say, I'll be back soon, then leave without delay.&amp;nbsp; If you reduce the drama, it often loses it's effect.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Another thing that I often did with children of that age, was practice.&amp;nbsp; Some time when you aren't leaving but you're feeling especially close, talk about the problem together.&amp;nbsp; "Remember how sometimes when I leave, you cry and won't let me go?...Why is that?"&amp;nbsp; If she can articulate her feelings at a time when emotions are not high, she might feel more understood.&amp;nbsp; Then practice with her.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Take turns being the mommy who is leaving.&amp;nbsp; Show her how to give you a kiss and say, "Bye Mommy!&amp;nbsp; See you soon!"&amp;nbsp; Once she gets it, do it again and again, praising her.&amp;nbsp; Tell her that the next time you leave, if she can do it right, you have a treat for her.&amp;nbsp; Carry some little treats in your purse for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The night time routine does seem a bit manipulative.&amp;nbsp; Children hate to go to bed.&amp;nbsp; That parting is so painful for them and they try to draw it out as long as they possibly can.&amp;nbsp; She prefers you because you're willing to spend this extra time.&amp;nbsp; My suggestion is that you follow your husband's lead and shorten up the routine.&amp;nbsp; Just move cheerfully from one chore to the next despite her protests--'just two books each night" and when you lay by her, only stay for two or three minutes.&amp;nbsp; You have seen that no matter what you do, she cries for more.&amp;nbsp; So just be kind but consistent--but be on the same page with your husband.&amp;nbsp; In our home, my husband was the story-teller at bedtime and oversaw most of the bedtime routine if he was home.&amp;nbsp; It gave him time with the children and I usually had a baby to care for.&amp;nbsp; Maybe you can let your husband take that over if he's willing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;It's a problem that will blow over before long on it's own, but hopefully, these suggestions will help that along.&amp;nbsp; Good luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-8417004154558876519?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8417004154558876519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/very-attached-little-girl.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/8417004154558876519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/8417004154558876519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/very-attached-little-girl.html' title='Very Attached Little Girl?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-8098571211818848569</id><published>2010-04-07T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T20:34:19.875-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Spiritual Perspective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Questions'/><title type='text'>How Do I Keep An Eternal Perspective?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dear Jane,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am writing this to you as I sit in a locked bed room at the very end of my rope. Despite the irrational feelings of despair at the moment, the question I am about to ask you is tireless and something I wonder about even when I am myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you keep an eternal perspective and stay cheerful even when you feel like you are being horribly let down by your family? Whether it be housework, picking up after oneself, bickering, and just plain old “helping out.” I cannot expect my family to be perfect but I find that a lot of times I fall into the “little red hen” syndrome in that I tow the line 90% of the time. Then I feel used, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;under appreciated&lt;/span&gt;, the only one that cares and on and on. It is a self pity party that I cannot even stand. I never did like martyrs so when I feel like one it is not a good place to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we have done all the usual natural consequences, chore chart, reward system, etc. etc. When they work they work well, and when they don’t they don’t. It is ebb and flow for sure. But on a day to day basis I get tired of reminding, nagging, asking nicely, and just plain pushing to get the little things done. I have great kids. I feel lucky. I have a great husband. I feel like I won the lottery most days when I think of my family. The days of joy outweigh the days of woe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the problem is mine and my perspective. So, how do I stay cheerful when I have to remind? How do I stay cheerful when they are fighting? How do I stay cheerful when I am let down? How do I put this all into perspective and stay cheerful while I choose my battles and not take everything &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;soooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; personally???? How do I just plain let go and enjoy these years in all of their imperfection?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anonymous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. This is really hard work. Sometimes, just knowing that, helps. I don't play video games but I understand levels and that each level demands new skills, and usually a person dies several times before they master a level. But they just keep at it and gradually become proficient. So it is with motherhood. Each child, each stage brings new challenges and there's no magic trick. You just stay with it. You keep teaching children to work, teaching them how to treat one another, and keep expecting good things of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you are wise to recognize one of the great keys to joy--an eternal perspective. And I'm not just talking about the life after this one, I mean the whole thing--5, 10, 50 years from now as well as in the world to come. It's the ability to see "afar off" as Peter puts it--to lift your eyes above the chaos of everyday life and see that you are creating something meaningful and lasting. When you make a chore chart and really stick with it, it's more than just a way to keep the house clean. It's teaching children skills, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;responsibility&lt;/span&gt; and order. When you patiently work with your children (again and again) to resolve conflicts with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt;, you are teaching them to be good spouses and parents. Without this perspective, you might get the feeling that you're not getting anywhere. Your efforts are so slow and tedious and "undone" that they are almost invisible to the untrained eye. A long range view involves faith and hope. It is envisioning results that haven't happened yet--like imagining eating an ear of fresh corn while your down in the dirt planting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it isn't all about long-range perspective or focusing on some future joy. Peace and happiness are possible in the "planting" season. You just have to recognize it for what it is--a season of growth for all of you. Enjoy it. You're children will never be these ages again. You won't be able to cuddle up with them, gather them around you and read, clean the whole house together. I had 11 children. I now have years and years ahead of me to knit in my quiet house if I want to. You will too. But try to fully enjoy this journey. I absolutely love looking at the blogs of my readers. Blogging seems to focus a mother's mind on the here and now--the immediate fleeting moments of life. They are about searching for and capturing the profound in the ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So say a prayer for strength, unlock the door and step up to this challenge. This is hard but doable and you'll want to have done it well. At my stage, my children express gratitude almost every day for the childhood I gave them--and it was all pretty ordinary. But I kind of miss the days when it was a thankless job because it was truly selfless service---a kind I'll never be able to give again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-8098571211818848569?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8098571211818848569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-do-i-keep-eternal-perspective.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/8098571211818848569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/8098571211818848569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-do-i-keep-eternal-perspective.html' title='How Do I Keep An Eternal Perspective?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-2258840376615078601</id><published>2010-04-06T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T07:26:14.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool and Routines?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Jane,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really enjoyed your first "Letter" about discipline,  and can't wait for your input on caring for babies.  I've also been  curious about your opinion on pre-school, as you once mentioned you had  some specific feelings about it.  I would love for you to elaborate on  that.  I'm also just curious about what a typical daily/weekly routine  would look like for you with small children at home.  I have a 3 year  old and a 16 month old and I often wonder if I'm striking the "right"  balance between housework, playing, teaching, going to playgroups, and  finding "me" time. Did you tend to have a predictable weekly routine  with specific activities specific days (and daily routines as well) or  did you plan as you went along depending on what you felt like that  day/week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a very social person, and tend to be involved in 2  playgroups outside the home during the week, and sometimes have friends  over here an additional day - this keeps me thriving but I also  sometimes wonder if it's more important that we create activities and  routines at home with just us.  I have also considered working some  formal "preschool" time into our routine with my 3 year old, but am not  entirely sure how or where to start. Anyway, I welcome your thoughts and  experiences!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeanine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Jeanine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Thank you so much for your great question.   I can remember very  well my early years with children.  There always seems to be that  nagging question lurking in the back of our minds, "Am I doing this  right?  Should I be doing more to prepare my children for school?   Shouldn't there be more structure?"  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most wonderful, freeing realization you can have as a mother,  is that &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; are creating a world for &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; children.    When you tune in to their needs and key off of them, instead of  what your friends and neighbors  are doing, or even what the experts are  saying, you will experience a new level of pleasure and confidence as a  mother.  I hate to say too much about it because, it's really up to  you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my children loved drawing and crafts.  When I noticed this  interest, I would set up a little table for them and provide simple  supplies and piles of paper.  I made a shoe box for their best work and  was amazed at the hours they would spend drawing, coloring and cutting  things out to put in their box.  Other children were not at all  interested in crafts.  They might enjoy digging or building with legos.   One of my children loved animals.  I couldn't get animal library books  fast enough and we gradually built a  collection of plastic animals.   I've always had a chest full of dress-up clothes and I love puppets.   Nothing needs to be fancy or expensive.  But little children thrive when  we feed their interests.  I've always steered away from commercial  fads--like action figures.  I like to keep things simple, real and  creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;When it comes to preschool, I think it's completely unnecessary.  I  know it seems that if everyone else is sending their children to  preschool, yours will be socially and academically stunted if you don't  get on board.  But these are precious, wonderful years.  Those little  three and four year olds are sponges like they'll never be again.  Their  ABC's are nothing.  You are teaching them real life lessons--always in a  context of faith.   Listen to these inspired words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"We become enamored with men’s theories such as the idea of  preschool training outside the home for young children. Not only does  this put added pressure on the budget, but it places young children in  an environment away from mother’s influence.  It is mother’s influence  during the crucial formative years that forms a child’s basic  character.   Home is the place where a child learns faith, feels love,  and thereby learns from mother’s loving example to choose  righteousness.   How vital are mother’s influence and teaching in the  home—and how apparent when neglected!"                - Ezra Taft Benson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I have participated in play groups and cooperative "Joy Schools"  over the years, but nothing academic.  Each child has loved kindergarten  and has been very successful.  I knew that some of their classmates could  read before they started, but I didn't care about that--unless my child  showed great interest in letters and reading.  Then I supplied little  workbooks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Besides their individual gifts and interests, your children will  almost certainly share yours!  If you love music, so will they.  If  you're a naturalist or an animal lover, your children will pick up on  those interests.  I majored in English and love poetry and books.  Each  one of my children share that love and are gifted writers.  That bond  has brought me great joy over the years.  In the world you create for  your children, you will discover the unique gifts your children come  with and the talents that you all share.  You don't have to follow  lesson plans or color visual aids to make this happen.  And you  certainly don't have to drop them off somewhere.  Just love them, enjoy  them,  and let them emerge in their own way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Rather than structure and schedule the whole day, choose a few  daily routines that you stick to.  I loved the way my sister Susan would  get all of her children ready for their day right after breakfast.   After they were dressed, she would comb their hair, wash their faces and  put a little vaseline on their cheeks.  They just looked shiny clean.  I  always shot for that lofty goal and occasionally, I made it!   Every  day after lunch and before naps, my friend Lisl, chooses a picture from  the gospel art kit and teaches the story to her preschoolers.  She loves  that time with them.  These daily rituals establish order and build  security.  You can prayerfully decide what things are important enough  that you will do them every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I love this role.  I get to paint my walls and schedule my days and  decide what matters.  And while I can get ideas and inspiration from  others, I love that ultimately, it's up to me.  Is there really any  greater opportunity for creative expression?  I hope we can each fully  appreciate and take advantage of this great trust and blessing.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;All my love,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;div&gt;Jane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-2258840376615078601?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2258840376615078601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/preschool-and-routines.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/2258840376615078601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/2258840376615078601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/preschool-and-routines.html' title='Preschool and Routines?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-2520424503856115733</id><published>2010-04-02T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T18:23:56.505-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Spiritual Perspective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters from Jane'/><title type='text'>A Letter From Jane: Turning to the Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Dear Readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;My heart is tender tonight  as I write to you.  I just have one thing that I want to communicate  to you and I want you to absolutely know it.  There is no book  you’ll read or blog or expert or philosophy of man that begins to  approach the help available to you from the Lord.  He is real and  he loves your children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;It is possible to go about  your life as a parent without ever turning to the Lord for help.   You can rely on others—or on your own thoughts and ideas.  But  I want you to know that the Lord is fully engaged in the success of  your family.   He knows your children entirely—their strengths,  their struggles and their mission in life.  He loves them with  a perfect love and can offer you clear insights that are tailored to  each one.   These insights come in many forms, but I have  learned to recognize them and once I receive one, I move forward with  a perfect knowledge that it will benefit my child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;For example, let’s say that  I have a 3 year old that is physically aggressive.  Maybe it’s  a growing problem and I’ve tried a number of solutions to no avail.    Lots of people offer suggestions and I begin to wonder if my child  really  has a serious problem.   In a humbled state, I ask the Lord for  help.  Or as Nephi so often did, I “cry to the Lord” for help  on their behalf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;For me, answers rarely  come while I am on my knees.  But as the day—or the next few  days progress, I will receive help.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Most often, this help comes  in the form of understanding—I will be able to see just how my child  is viewing things—his  perspective.   Children rarely think the way  we do as adults so this insight helps me get to the root of the problem.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;With this broader perspective  will come an idea or several ideas that will formulate into a plan.   I’ll feel an excitement to carry out this plan—knowing that it came  from the Lord.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I will almost always experience   a softening of heart toward my child.   His strengths will  seem more apparent.  I might even have feelings of awe toward him—and  a new tenderness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Along with these insights,  I will find that I am expanded personally—my patience, my wisdom and  my ability to meet the challenge.  And this is good because some of  these challenges are not going to be over soon or solved in a day.   You might have a child with a disability or some other ongoing  struggle.   Only the Lord can offer you the long-term help and enabling power you  will need.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; Listen to this great promise:    “…if it so be that the children of men (we, as mothers) keep the  commandments of God (agree to have children and are trying to raise  them in righteousness) he doth nourish them, and strengthen them and  provide means whereby they can accomplish the thing which he has  commanded  them.”  (1 Nephi 17:3)  Knowing this, we don’t ever need  to feel isolated.  We can know without any doubt that we will be  helped, inspired, and expanded in &lt;i&gt;every&lt;/i&gt; situation.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Many women struggle with  feelings  that they don’t have time to grow spiritually with all the demands  of motherhood.  But this process of praying for help, expecting  it and acting on it, will build a “living” faith that will become  your anchor.  When really hard times come—and I’ve had some,  and so have you—you will not feel alone.  Because you really  aren’t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Besides these specific  petitions  for help, I encourage you to begin each day with prayer.  I know  that sometimes your days start before you’re really ready for them.   You wake up to a crying baby or a needy child.  But as soon as  you can-- and maybe it will just be for a minute or two, go into your  room, close the door and say a prayer.  I guarantee you’ll feel  a wash of peace.  I have long had a routine of saying my morning  prayer when I make my bed.  I hum a hymn or primary song while  I’m making my bed (opening song) and then I pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I am just an ordinary person  with extra weaknesses and pettiness and struggles.  But I’ve  learned over the years that mothers have power with the heavens.   The Lord seems quick to honor a humble mother.   I know and  testify that  “I can do &lt;i&gt;all things&lt;/i&gt; through Christ, which  strengthened me.”  Philippians 4:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;With all my love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Jane    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-2520424503856115733?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2520424503856115733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/letter-from-jane-turning-to-lord.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/2520424503856115733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/2520424503856115733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/04/letter-from-jane-turning-to-lord.html' title='A Letter From Jane: Turning to the Lord'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-8340354850507475499</id><published>2010-03-29T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T16:25:02.763-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Practical Advice'/><title type='text'>Brushing Teeth?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have a 20 month old daughter. For the longest time brushing her  teeth was a breeze-even fun almost. I'd give her a toothbrush with  toddler toothpaste and she'd suck it all off (of course) and then I'd go  in with my own tooth-pasted toothbrush and actually do some brushing.  Lately though, she'll want both toothbrushes to suck on, and clamps down  refusing to let me anywhere near her teeth. I know it's really  important to brush her teeth, but I can't seem to get her to  understand  that and let me help. I've tried singing songs and getting her to say  'ahh' but every time the toothbrush comes near her mouth, it shuts. I  get so angry that today I actually had to walk away and make my husband  do it. Help?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-Emily &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Emily,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Tooth brushing is not my very best area.  I am in awe of parents  who are faithful and whose children have no cavities.  I've tried to  follow a good bedtime routine.  My very best success came when I hung a  little chart in the bathroom with our night time routine on it.  The  children would move their magnetic little animal up the chart as they  accomplished each of their bedtime tasks:  get a drink, go to the  bathroom, brush teeth, read a story, say prayers, stay in bed.  If they  did it all for five nights in a row, they would get a prize.  Maybe that  would work for you.  The "brush teeth" part would just be part of the  routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I was at the home of a large family the other night.  The whole  family was watching TV and, one by one, the little children would lay  down on the floor while their mom brushed their teeth (using children's tooth paste).  She just sat  down with her legs straddled and they would just lay there in turn while  she had a great view of their mouth (dentist style) and brushed.  Wow.   So great.  The kids seemed fine with the whole process--just watching  TV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Usually these little rebellions are short-lived if you gently push  through them and avoid power struggles.   I try to help my children feel  in control of the situation.  "You decide how much tooth paste.  You  tell me when we can start.  You put up your finger if it hurts."  Maybe  it's something real, like a little sore gum or a canker sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hopefully one of these suggestions will help, and I look forward to  the other ideas our readers will share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Much love,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;div&gt;Jane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-8340354850507475499?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/8340354850507475499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/brushing-teeth.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/8340354850507475499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/8340354850507475499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/brushing-teeth.html' title='Brushing Teeth?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-1955808753476081076</id><published>2010-03-29T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T13:32:15.345-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Practical Advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><title type='text'>Nap Time?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Jane!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am a stay at home mother with three young children (7,4, &amp;amp;  2).  I have a question!  We are transitioning our 2 year old son to  sleeping in a toddler bed.  As with our other children, the change at  night has not been difficult.  There are all those wonderful bed time  cues, not to mention the darkness, to make it clear that this is  bedtime.  When it comes to nap time, however, it has always been a  struggle to make the change with each of our kids when they were the  right age.  Instead of napping our son gets out of bed and wanders  around the room getting in to things.  There aren't toys in the room,  just the beds and dressers, so there isn't much exciting to distract  him, but still he wanders and plays instead of sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of course, when he napped in the crib he would often play happily  for a while before sleeping also, but he did sleep within a reasonable  amount of time. Now he is putting off sleep for so long that I become  uncertain whether to move him back into his crib for his nap (but that  might teach him to play every day until the 'real' nap time arrived) or  just ride it out even though some days that means a skipped nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; He has always been a really easy going kid, and he does not usually  fight sleeping (unlike some other children I've had!).  He is a sweet  boy, such a joy to be raising.  I just need some ideas of how to help  him adjust to nap time in a toddler bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Do you have any ideas or advice for how I might teach him that nap  time is for sleeping, even when he is in a bed that he can get out of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Becca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Becca,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good question!  I think the thing that makes nap time tricky, is  that as children grow older, their sleep needs change.  They seem to be  in a good routine and then one day, they just won't go to sleep.   The two suggestions I have for you are 1)  go ahead and put him in his  crib for nap time.  He'll learn that it's this bed for naps and this bed  for nighttime.  2)  put some books and quiet toys in with him and let  him play (as you have been) til he falls asleep.  But if, after 45  minutes or so, he hasn't fallen asleep, then he really isn't tired.    Just plan on an earlier bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It sounds like he's a wonderful little boy and you're a great  mother.  I love how you're really tuned in to him and care about his  feelings.   I think parents run into the biggest sleep problems when  they force children to cater to &lt;i&gt;their&lt;/i&gt; routine instead of  figuring out what works best for their child's changing needs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-1955808753476081076?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/1955808753476081076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/nap-time.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/1955808753476081076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/1955808753476081076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/nap-time.html' title='Nap Time?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-7871295767162332894</id><published>2010-03-29T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T16:03:40.516-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t Worry'/><title type='text'>Should I Be Worried?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Questions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Jane,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just found your blog and am so glad I did.  I have an AA in Child   Development and have found your answers so satisfying on what I believe  is the  right way in child rearing.  So despite all this I still worry  constantly  about my child (it's always so much different when it's your own).  My 2   1/2 year old I've noticed is such a follower.  When we go to the park he   just watches the other kids and then does what they do.  Once when  camping  my friends little guy wandered into some bushes and my son followed.   The  problem with that was that my son isn't as advanced as other kids his  age.   He didn't walk till he was 18 months and doesn't get around as well as  his  peers.  So when he follows others he often gets himself into precarious  situations.  So I know that some kids learn by watching others but my  main  concern is how do I help him become more independent.  I'm worried  that if he stays a follower that it could lead him to trouble when he's a   teenager and bad choices are around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My second concern is that he idolizes another mom (my best friend  to be  exact) and although I love her a lot, I feel jealous when my two year  old  goes to her for more juice or for whatever help he needs.  And she's  very  helping so maybe he just sees her as a helper I don't know.  Even in his   prayers he'll sometimes forget to say thank you for momma but he rarely  needs  prompting to say thank you for the other mom.  Perhaps it's because she  is  his best friends mom.  I have 2 classes that I'm taking this semester  and I really just want to be home with my son and my baby (he's 9  mo).  Is this behavior happening b/c he doesn't feel that I'm  there to help him?  I'm just really confused and could use some  encouragement and ideas.  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks so much and keep up the great blog!!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Answers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Anonymous,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the situations you've described, I want to put your mind at  ease.  Your son is very normal and will outgrow both tendencies.  Just keep a close eye on  him while he's two and three so he doesn't wander off.  But he will  gradually assert more and more of his own independence as he grows.   Maybe he's just very social!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;In the case of his seeming preference for your friend, that's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;  too.  I've come to value every person who plays a positive role in my  children's lives and to enjoy their special relationships.   Your son  has probably figured out that your friend caters to his needs more than  you do (like a grandma).  But over the long haul, you are his anchor.  Especially, during this hectic time in your own life, be grateful for  the extra ring of support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Hopefully you'll be home full-time soon as you'd like.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;With Love,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;div&gt;Jane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-7871295767162332894?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7871295767162332894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/should-i-be-worried.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/7871295767162332894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/7871295767162332894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/should-i-be-worried.html' title='Should I Be Worried?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-7411119832155759218</id><published>2010-03-29T09:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T15:44:36.057-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stretching A Dollar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Questions'/><title type='text'>Financial Concerns and Family Planning?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello! This is Natalie.  Just a few small items of business: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First, Thanks so much for visiting!  My mom and I have been gushing to each  other all weekend about the comments you've left, the nice things  you've written on your blogs, and just the number of people who have  taken an interest in this site.  It really makes us happy, so thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, We have a whole slew of questions/answers to post, so we will be posting all of them today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And Finally, we will probably start posting "Letters From Jane" about once a week.  We're thinking question/answers on Mondays, Letters on Fridays...but we'll just see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to more important matters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My question is about finances.  At the present time we only have  two children and I am wanting very badly to have a third (all 2 years  apart).  However, the economy being what it is, my husband's company has  no plans for up-grading (he is a pilot) in any near future.  He took  college classes as long as he could, but now this summer we are facing  THE STUDENT LOANS.  It cost a lot to be a pilot and the looming debt  feels like it is about to crush us.  Usually pilots are only first  officers at a regional airline for a couple years but we are well into  year 3 and like I said, he still has 800 people above him before he can  become a captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought a duplex two years ago since we knew things  would be tight (the loan officer actually said, "Well, you'll make more  money eventually, right?"  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;).  I don't mind living  here - it is small but not as small as it could be - but even with  that, we barely make ends meet.  If it weren't for tax return season,  we'd be sunk.  I often feel torn about doing something like child care  to earn extra money, but I feel like my hands are full as it is - then  add another child of our own (which I want so badly)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the  balance between faith and using your own judgment?  When he makes  captain it will double our income and that is just in the first year so I  don't want to limit our family when I know things will get better...   Some day.  What were some of your experiences in this area as you added  children to your life?  And what are some of your tips for  budgeting/money managing?  Do you have any recipes or food ideas you  would share that have helped stretch your dollar?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks as always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rachael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Rachael,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, I'm sure, is going to sound very irresponsible, but we never  considered finances when having our family.  It just didn't factor in.   We paid for our first couple of children with student loans!   For some,  we had great insurance, for others, we scrimped by.  When we had four  children, we went back to school for a PhD and lived in a basement  apartment for a while (and had another baby).  We had an agenda--having a  family--and we just moved ahead with it.  Things always worked out.   We've taken criticism for this over the years, but I think that when  you're sure of yourself, when you really know what you want, and when  you have a sense of purpose about your life from an eternal perspective,  you can weather all the obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Little children don't really know when things are tight.  Their  needs are so simple and their satisfaction so easy to achieve.   By the  time we were making a good living and bought our first home, we had five  children.  We've gone on with financial ups and downs over the years.   When we've had the money, we've taken some wonderful vacations, when we  haven't, we've gone camping.  The money end of things has always been my  husband's worry.  Mine was creating happiness out of whatever we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;We often shopped at thrift stores and garage sales.  It's a fun  family activity and my daughters have become geniuses at finding  wonderful things for almost nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I cook from scratch.  Over the years, I've developed a system of  grocery shopping that saves a great deal.   I keep a stock of all the  basics which I replenish when they go on sale.  So the only things I  usually buy weekly, are dairy and fruits &amp;amp; vegetables that are in  season (and therefore cheaper).  And if one of my staples-- for example  sugar or chicken breasts-- is on sale, I stock up.  When I make out a  weekly menu, it only includes dairy products, fresh produce and a few  random items like tortillas or hamburger buns.  So I'm always paying the  minimum for everything and I'm  accumulating a good, usable food  storage at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; I keep a three ring binder with my  family-tested recipes on full  pages, by category in page protectors.  That way, I never have to go  hunting for that pancake or french bread recipe.  It encourages me to  cook inexpensively.  Those are some of my practical ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Of course, everyone must consider their own situation and chart  their own course.  But this is my story.  And I want to assure you that  if you want a child and are feeling the urge to have one, you can.  I  wish you all the best in this important decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;All my love,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;div&gt;Jane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-7411119832155759218?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7411119832155759218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/financial-concerns-and-family-planning.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/7411119832155759218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/7411119832155759218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/financial-concerns-and-family-planning.html' title='Financial Concerns and Family Planning?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-5818485298963073043</id><published>2010-03-25T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T07:54:49.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Improving Behavior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters from Jane'/><title type='text'>A Letter From Jane: Discipline</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great experience it’s been so far, connecting with you on this blog. I feel like I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; met so many wonderful mothers. I love your comments! They fill in all the gaps in my answers and it feels like, together, we create solutions that are real and complete. I wish we could all get together somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; decided that occasionally, I’m just going to talk to you—without answering a question. I feel like, in some ways, the ‘question’ format leaves gaps and may cause confusion. So, once in a while, I’m just going to lay out an idea for you. For example, we’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; never discussed babies—how to truly nurture a baby. I feel that this is basic and key to our success as we teach our children later on. I’d love to hear your ideas on early bonding, and as you’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; probably guessed, I have a few of my own. So that will be one of my topics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because so many of your questions have focused on discipline and my answers create a somewhat incomplete picture, today, I’m going to lay out my whole philosophy on that subject. This “laying out” will include bits and pieces or things you’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; already read in my answers but, hopefully, will create a more complete picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motherhood took on a whole new meaning for me when I adopted a more proactive approach that was based on some basic goals. The two goals that I have as I raise little children are 1) to preserve and strengthen our relationship and 2) to develop their deep, inner feelings of right and wrong. When your children emerge from these early years and become teen-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;agers&lt;/span&gt;, you will want to have firmly established those two things. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;isn&lt;/span&gt;’t the easiest method of parenting. It takes constant thought and focus. The focus is on building a strong bond of love, helping children to succeed at what you ask them to do, and teaching instead of constant disciplining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physical discipline is destructive when you consider both of those goals. Not only does it damage the relationship, but it absolves a child of responsibility for what they’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; done. They have paid for the crime so there is no need to feel sorrow for it. At best, it is a deterrent—and if our goal is just to produce acceptable outward behavior, then it’s useful. The motivation will be fear of punishment. But our goal is to develop our child from the inside out—the motivation being a desire to be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living by rigid natural consequences can also be counter-productive for the same reasons. This is where my philosophies might become confusing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Shouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t we provide a consistent environment where there are always the same consequences? Sometimes. I love structure and routine. I think they build security. But when our children make mistakes, our focus should be on teaching them, helping them to repair any damage and fostering their own feelings of sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard for me to watch parents who hold their children to high standards of accountability at an early age. The Lord is very clear that little children are without sin. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t hold them accountable for sin until they are 8. Why do we think that a 3 year old should pay for their sins? They’re young, with brains that are not fully capable. They don’t think or understand things the way adults do—even though they may be very smart. We are teaching them every day how to obey. Hopefully, they are getting better and better at it. Sometimes, they have bad days, or even a bad week or two. They move from stage to stage, and for some children, these transitions are difficult. Our role is to love and teach them through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success is defined by moments—I call them amazing moments—when we see our child respond to their own feelings. Here is a recent example. My daughter Natalie was driving home one evening with her husband and all the boys. They had planned to stop for pizza but changed their mind. Four year old Jack was disappointed and started to cry. He continued crying as they drove home and said “I don’t love you, Mom.” Natalie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t reprimand but realized that this had been a big disappointment for Jack and continued home. Later, without saying anything about Jack’s behavior, she made smoothies for the boys. While Jack was drinking his, he said, “Mom, I’ll never say I don’t love you any more.” This is an amazing moment. It may seem small but it represents a great deal. Jack was not forced to apologize. His gesture sprang from his own heart. He realized that he had been wrong all on his own and he repaired it. The two goals we talked about came in to play—Jack’s love for his mother and the development of his own conscience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children, as they grow, have an innate sense of right and wrong and they feel a level of discomfort when they misbehave. When we are kind to them-- when we don’t make them pay for their mistakes, they feel uncomfortable until they do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind that Jack is four years old. His mind is much more developed than a two-year old. And while you may see some of these “amazing moments” in your 2 or 3 year old, they will become much more frequent in later years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can kill this sensitivity in your children if you are in the habit of using harsh punishment or discipline. It may take a while for their consciences to respond on their own once you instead take the time to help them really tune in to it. Ease up on the way you discipline, avoid force. Don’t frame things up with consequences “if you do that one more time….” but instead take in the situation, figure out what you are trying to teach, and patiently keep teaching it. You’re not allowing your child to run wild, but rather very actively taking the time to know your child and lovingly helping him to grow in positive ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For children between 18 months and 3, the emphasis is on teaching and loving. Don’t engender anger. Try to avoid this. Just shepherd them patiently through these irrational years and learn to love and appreciate their wonderful, joyful little ways. Hold them close and read every day. Play their games. Gently enforce limits without terribly high expectations. Some of them are so precocious that we think of them as little adults—especially oldest children, but the “logical” side of their brain is not even close to fully developed. The biggest myth and mistake of parents of 2 and 3 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; is that “if I let them get away with this now, they’ll turn into juvenile delinquents.” Instead, think, “when this child is five, he will have outgrown almost everything I’m worried about.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our son, Peter, was 2, he had a terrible habit of head-butting anyone holding him against his will. If you picked him up from behind, he would throw his head back and give you a fat lip. I remember when three of us had fat lips at the same time! He was also impossible to take into stores. He would just get overly stimulated by the experience and behave terribly. My sister used to joke, “It takes a village to raise Peter.” Fortunately, our family of 10 was a small village by then. I’d like you to know him now at age 8. He is purely delightful. Everyone who knows him, loves him. He’s well behaved and happy and never gives us fat lips and is great in stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our daughter Marlee was 2, she refused to sleep in her own bed. She wanted to cuddle up to go to sleep. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t know why—whether she was just scared or lonely, but it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;’t a big deal to me. So I put a small mattress under the side of my bed and let her sleep there (or usually put her there after she had fallen asleep.) She’s in college now. She sleeps in her own bed. And to tell you the truth, I miss that soft little body curled up beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very wise uncle, who had raised a very large family said at the end, “I think the only time we really mess our children up, is when we become overly anxious about them.” A loving, accepting environment brings out wonderful things in children. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t it bring out the best in you? That’s why the golden rule is a good key. When you have to say no, say it lovingly. “ I know. I wish we could stay here at the park all day. But we have to go home and have a snack.” Then pick them up and soothe them to the car. In this way, even saying no can strengthen your bond. They feel understood and sympathized with rather than dominated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the principles I have lived by for the past 20 years or so, and every personality type flourishes with them. I even work part time with wayward teens and I feel that the same principles apply. Love is light. Light helps everything grow. The difficult part is to stay loving through all the stages and phases and struggles. That’s why motherhood is a sanctifying experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this has been helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-5818485298963073043?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5818485298963073043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-readers-what-great-experience-its.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/5818485298963073043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/5818485298963073043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-readers-what-great-experience-its.html' title='A Letter From Jane: Discipline'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-5035546995212599105</id><published>2010-03-23T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T15:40:26.260-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching children virtues'/><title type='text'>Two-Year-Old Bully?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;i Jane,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I have a friend, Sue, who has a 2 year old that is rather spoiled. Sue is a very sweet and soft spoken person. She sometimes lets people walk all over her because of how non-confrontational she is. This is the case with her daughter, Kate. Sue gives Kate WAY too many warnings- I am of the Super Nanny school of thought, where you give one warning, and then an immediate consequence. (I.E. "If you do that again, I'm going to put you in a time out" and then follow through!) I've seen Sue tell Kate to do something, and warn that if she doesn't listen, then she'll have to go straight down for her nap... Kate doesn't listen, Sue gives MORE chances, and then when Sue picks up Kate to put her in bed, Kate immediately says, "I'm sorry" and Sue gives her that extra chance. So Kate has learned that she doesn't have to listen to her mom until she starts to take action. This has taught Kate that she can get away with a lot, because most of the time, her mom has zero follow through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Here's how it affects us. Kate pinched my baby repeatedly when we were in the car together a few months ago. My son was crying really hard, but I was driving and thought he just didn't want to be in his car seat. As we were getting Kate out of the car, she admitted that she pinched him, but I didn't realize how bad it was. When I saw my son's arm in the dim light of the car, I told Sue he really had red marks, and Sue didn't really say much to Kate. (It really bugged me that that was all that happened, but I am not Kate's mom, and I can't tell Sue how to parent.) Then I got home into the light, and I burst into tears. My baby's arm had many red welts that later bruised. It looked awful. I myself am rather non-confrontational, and I didn't know how to approach the situation with Sue, because the time to punish Kate had already come and gone. Looking back, I should have asked Sue to see what was wrong while we were driving, but I just had no idea at the time, and months later, I still feel awful for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So I said nothing more, and my husband and I vowed to just always keep an eye out for our baby when we are around Sue and her family. Which we do, but now the problem is, I am terrified of Kate, and don't really want to spend ANY time with Sue, who I was really close with before this happened. What Kate did to my baby really creeps me out, because she had no problem repeatedly hurting my crying baby for 30 minutes. I understand that 2 year olds sometimes will hit, scratch, bite, pinch, etc... if they are provoked (if a toy is taken, if they are upset and don't get their way...) but I have NEVER met a kid who is content to hurt a baby who is clearly crying out in pain for 30 minutes. I know that Kate has also really hurt another baby in the past as well. It scares me that Kate has such aggression toward babies, and since my baby now crawls, it is harder for me to protect him from Kate as easily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;What can we do?? We love our friends, but I fear that we might lose the friendship, because I really want nothing to do with Kate. I'm sure at some point she will grow out of this, but for now it terrifies me to be around her, because I almost think there is something wrong with her. My mom thinks Kate should be evaluated. I know this seems like an exaggeration, but her behavior reminds me a lot of Maculay Culkin's character in the movie The Good Son. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Good_Son_(film) (There's the link if you're not familiar with it.) But basically, he is a twisted kid, who feels no remorse for his actions. (I.e. When Kate announced that she pinched my baby it was said very matter of factly. Like saying the sky is blue.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thanks so much for taking the time to read this, I really appreciate it. This incident happened months ago, and I have tried to just get over it, but I am having a really hard time doing it. Any suggestions would be wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Dear Anonymous,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Your letter captures so well the protective feelings of a mother. I think we've all been there! I've always thought I'd rather be injured, ridiculed, offended or snubbed a hundred times over than to endure the misery of watching my children go through those things. It's our commission, after all, to keep each of them safe from harm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I have evolved as a mother in many ways--but on this very issue, I may have experienced the greatest evolution. Before I preach a sermon, I will say that I think your first instinct--to keep the friendship intact and be vigilant about your son--is right on the money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I'm sad to report that the experience you described is going to repeat itself a hundred times and in a hundred different ways over the course of your life as a mother. You'll watch your children suffer injustices large and small. Someone will bite them in the nursery. There will be bullies. Your child will be the only one not invited. Friends will turn on them and break their hearts. The hard part is knowing when to step in and how. I will tell you something that comes from the benefit of years and years of experience. Looking back, you will always be glad when you did the generous, unselfish, forgiving thing--when you took the high road, when you were able to consider not just your child, but the injuring party as well. There are several reasons for this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;1. It's Christ-like. If there was one thing the Savior set an example of, it was forgiveness. And he expects that of us as well--70 times 7. If we can be patient and forgiving with people even in spite of that "mother tiger" instinct we have to protect our children, then we experience true growth as a person. Outrage is replaced with peace and confidence as we formulate a plan that emulates the Savior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;2. We teach our children the greatest lessons of their lives. Now I know that your little baby isn't watching your example. But very soon, he will be. He will learn in church and at your knee about patience and forgiveness, but nothing will compare to the lessons you will teach him when he comes to you with a real hurt. We have a funny family story. My brother, Scott, when he was young, came in and told my mother that some older boys had taken his toy guns. My mother was mad at those bullies and said, angrily, "You go out there and you tell them that if they don't give you your guns right now, your mother is going to come out there and... (you get the idea) So Scott started out the door, but returned after only a few moments. "How about if I say "Could I please have my guns back?" He soon returned with the guns. It isn't always that simple. But aren't we here on earth to learn to "bless them that curse you" "do good to them that despitefully use you"? Our children won't be any better at that than we are. Now is the time to develop patterns of kindness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;3. I love a quote by Emma McKay, "A true mother is a mother to all children everywhere." I admit honestly that I have failed to be motherly to all children everywhere, but that quote reminds me to try. You might be able to play a positive role in Kate's life by working with her patiently and trying to connect with her. She's really just an irrational 2-year-old who may not be as malicious as you think. Your friend is probably frustrated and would appreciate your help and support. Try not to judge her. Just be a good friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I realize this answer is much more long-range than you bargained for. And it certainly flies in the face of our present "look out for number one" culture. You may fear raising a family of "door-mats" if you take my advice. But you won't. Your children will be more tender and outwardly focused. They will learn to resolve differences more intelligently. And this stance is consistent with the loving approach that you are using to teach them everything else in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Of course, being forgiving does not necessitate fostering toxic, damaging relationships. As our children grow older, we can help them to surround themselves with good, uplifting people as their closest friends while treating others with kindness and respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;With love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-5035546995212599105?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5035546995212599105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/two-year-old-bully.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/5035546995212599105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/5035546995212599105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/two-year-old-bully.html' title='Two-Year-Old Bully?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-5988687963304101697</id><published>2010-03-18T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T15:37:01.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Improving Behavior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Questions'/><title type='text'>Screaming 4-Year-Old?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi Jane!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank you so much for this great website. I feel like this method is what I have been looking for because constant time-outs are not working anymore. Anyways, my 4 year old daughter is starting to drive me and my husband nuts!!! She cries and screams about EVERYTHING!! If we say"no" about anything she throws a huge tantrum. The hard part is when we are out in public or with family or friends and we tell her "no" she starts screaming and yelling and I just don't know how to handle the situation. We have started losing our patience with her and it has made us angrier and in turn she gets angry back and yells, slams doors, etc. How do I turn this around before it's too late? I don't want her to act like this and I fear that a lot of it is because we have lost patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks again for any advice! Really appreciate it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Kelly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes being a mother is so much like being a doctor. You see symptoms and you aren't sure if they're a sign of something serious or whether it's some small minor virus that will pass in a few days. Such is the case with your screaming child. Is she just going through a phase? Is she deep down discouraged? Or is she finding that screaming gets results? Since we can't be sure, let's cover all the bases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure that you are connecting with her in positivie ways throughout the day. Really pour it on. She's getting big now, so it isn't as natural to pick her up and cuddle her. But she still needs lots of affirmation and physical affection. You didn't mention other children--but four year olds can feel especially "put out to pasture" when the cute baby or two year old is always stealing the show. You can make up for that by developing a new and special friendship. Treat her, in subtle ways, like a peer--sharing little secrets, doing "grown up" things together and then overtly telling her much you enjoy your time with her. Lots of warmth and reassurance about her place with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never reward screaming. Ignore it. Walk away. At the very most, say, "I'm sorry. I can't understand you. When you're ready to talk to me, I'll listen." Even when others are watching, just calmly say this or ignore her all together. Or if she's truly causing a disturbance, take her to the car and read a book in the front seat while she screams. When she finds that she gets absolutely nowhere by screaming--no reward, no attention (negative or positive), no bribe or blackmail or negotiating, no power at all, she will stop. It may take a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The combination of these two stategies should really help. At some quiet, close moment, you can talk to her about screaming. "Remember earlier today, when you didn't get another cookie and you screamed?" Teach her that babies scream because they can't talk. But people just talk. Teach her very specifically what to do when you tell her 'no'. Practice together--each taking the part of parent and child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any time that you see her doing it right (handling "no" correctly) stop everything and praise her. "Wow! That was so great! I know that you really wanted that toy but you didn't scream even a little bit!" etc., etc. All the attention and reward shifts to the positive behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you know what you're going to do, you don't have to get ruffled or emabarrassed. Just carry out your plan and when she calms down, smile, give a hug and say, "I'm glad you're happy now. Remember...we never scream."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-5988687963304101697?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5988687963304101697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/screaming-4-year-old.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/5988687963304101697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/5988687963304101697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/screaming-4-year-old.html' title='Screaming 4-Year-Old?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-5305120017629643101</id><published>2010-03-15T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T08:09:49.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Improving Behavior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motivation'/><title type='text'>How Do I Breathe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Questions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dear Jane, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My name is Natalie. It is 1040pm and I can't sleep as I reflect on my day with a 2 yr old, a 1 yr old and I am 20 days away from giving birth to our 3rd child. We struggled with infertility for 6 years and after 6 long years of waiting came a precious little girl by way of adoption, Whitney. Shortly after her birth we found out we were pregnant with our first biological child, Michael, who turns 1 this month. Having been told by my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OBGYN&lt;/span&gt; that I still had about a 3% chance of getting pregnant after Michael, we found out we were pregnant with our 3rd child to be born this month. Whew!, I'm exhausted. I still totally and completely feel like a first time mom and when other moms with 3 children get together, I still feel like the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;greenie&lt;/span&gt;" in the bunch to say the least. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A friend recommended your website and I read it with admiration for all the great advice, with wonder at what other moms are going through and with awe at the patience that everyone has for their children (or maybe it just sounds like that in writing.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have 3 questions for you along with a little background on each... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Like I said, it's 1040pm...I feel like this is the first time I have sighed a relief all day...as both my kids are asleep, my husband is asleep and the baby is kicking away. I feel like I hold my breath in anticipation all day. My shoulders hurt from the stress and I don't feel relaxed at all. I'm sure my children can feel the stress, but I just don't know how to relieve it. My 2 yr old (i have been told) needs to be put in Montessori school for discipline. Apparently in nursery, she can't drink out of a cup and is more rambunctious than the others. I can attest to her energy as I feel it at home all day long. I just don't know what to say to others as I am clueless as to how to hone all this energy myself. She is a fireball. I am on my toes all day long, rarely sit (really!) and cannot prevent enough accidents and problems. For example...I have NOTHING below the 5 ft mark in my house, she can open sliding doors (those now have dowels in them that she knows how to remove), all bathrooms have 2 locks on them, everything is kid proofed 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;x's&lt;/span&gt;, I can put ingredients for cookies on the counter and I turn away to help child #2 (still in the kitchen) or to go to the bathroom with the door open and she'll reach the butter, smear it all over the bookshelf and books, have it all over herself in less than a minute. We have no chairs out, we use folding chairs and put them in a closet after every meal even before getting her down from the table. I fear leaving the house and even have anxiety going over to other people's houses when I know their child isn't as "crazy" as mine or their house isn't child proofed. I only go to stores where they can both be strapped into the seat (mainly Costco and the grocery store with the double seats.) People comment all the time about what a crazy child I have and it's not like I sit at home and teach her to bounce off the walls. I RARELY give her sugar anything and cringe when other people do. It is SO stressful to not be able to turn my back for a second. I feel like this relays to my 1 yr old. He has just learned to walk and almost keep up with her and he gets so excited to follow her and get into whatever she is into. He is a lot more low-key but is a little "follower"...if she is doing it, he'll attempt it, but he would prob. not do the same thing on his own. I am at a loss of how to "control" or hone her energy. People ask if I do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;playdoh&lt;/span&gt; or crayons or activities with her at home and I would love to but the mess and the struggle I have with her is not worth the energy and exhaustion and the mess. She is very strong willed and has learned from somewhere (because this behavior isn't taught or displayed by my husband or I) to kick, hit, scream, throw herself on the ground, etc...I don't know how to stop it. We use time outs and an occasional spanking with her for bad behavior. Because she is so energetic, strong willed and a go-go-go child...I do A LOT of one-on-one quiet activities with her like reading books, singing songs, learning the alphabet and numbers, teaching her whispering games, etc. My husband and I are pretty active but not loud or crazy, so I know that a lot of this is nature not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nuture&lt;/span&gt;. Oh, what to do, I am at a loss? Bottom line for this question is...how do I take a breath during the day? How do I get to the end of my day without feeling like giving up? In hindsight EVERYDAY, I think, I should have been more patient, I should have tried this...but quite frankly, with a husband that has a job that is very demanding, I feel like a single parent and that I am doing the very best I can. As I am writing how crazy this is, I realize I am holding my breath...does it ever get easier? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. With so many parents around knowing that I am a new parent with my hands very full, I often get caught in their trap when they comment on my rambunctious kids. I love my kids and as much energy as they have, I am EXTREMELY grateful for them, thank God every day for his blessings to us and I just cannot imagine not having them in my life. But when friends or neighbors or ward members see us chasing our kids around like chickens with our heads cut off and comment about our crazy existence, we often find ourselves caught up in the explanation and I often feel bad when leaving that I did not support or talk more positively about my children. For example, someone after sacrament meeting seeing BOTH OF US chase them around in the hall for the FULL HOUR...will say, how are you every going to do it with 3 this close? What are you going to do with that Whitney? or What are you guys thinking having kids this close? Birth control? or most of the time it's usually a negative comment about Whitney. Instead of not commenting or brushing it off...my reply usually starts off with a sigh as I corral one of my kids or am battling them on my hip, etc. I just wish I left people with an impression that this was easier, or that I enjoyed it more...or that they didn't encourage the sigh or the craziness they see at the start of a conversation about how hard my life is, it only exacerbates the chaos. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;...this is a tough one for me. How do I show the very best side of me and my children and let people know that I really did sign up for this (maybe not all at once but HF is the only one with that control) and let them walk away not thinking that I am not cut out for this or don't want this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. My husband was in the construction industry before the economy went south. He had a great job and we were doing well. He lost 2 management jobs last year due to the economy and because of this stress, we made the decision after some thought/prayer to change his career path. He is now in management at a financial institution, a very different direction than we had hoped and probably not where we want to stay long term. That said, to make ends meet he commutes 2 hours a day (1 hr 1 way) and works ON AVERAGE 10 hr days. Most days he leaves around 6am and doesn't get home until 7pm. He goes to school on Saturdays all day and some weekday evenings. Our main family time is on Sundays or when I keep the kids up late to see him during the work week. I really struggle with not complaining (esp around my kids even though they might not understand) and maybe the pregnancy makes it extra worse, but I feel like a "single parent." I often have the thought in the back of my head, "is this what I signed up for?" I really am having a hard time with no breaks, expressing my love all the time with my kids and being patient and always being on my "best mom behavior." I feel like with no down time at all (i only get a shower if I get up when my husband is getting ready at 5am and take one because the kids are not on the same nap schedule as hard as I try) I have many a sleepless nights wondering how to be a better mom when I feel so depleted and quite frankly at this young age where they don't really express gratitude a whole lot...very under appreciated. I know, I know...woe is me. I always said in the 6 yrs we were childless that I would never take being a parent for granted and I would always love my children and have the utmost patience with them and I would look at mom's yelling at their kids in the grocery store and say...never, no never would I do that. And then just a month ago...big and pregnant, in one of those race car grocery carts, Whitney grabs the 18 ct eggs from the cart in front (which is so hard to reach, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;) and she just starts chucking the eggs across the aisle, at people, at food on the shelves...she got to all the eggs before I could reach her and manage to grab them away from her. I have never seen a bigger display, struggle or mess in a grocery store EVER. And my I lost my temper...yep, in front of everyone. And that wasn't the worst of it...the worst part was trying to get someone to help me, as I wrangled a terrible two temper tantrum on a sticky gooey messy, egg-y kid and try to calm my other crying child who had been pelted with eggs from his car seat. Whew...once again...I find myself holding my breath as I write this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, now that you've read this BOOK...I wonder what advice you have for a crazy, losing her mind mom of almost 3. I do realize that things seem worse with pregnancy hormones. But quite frankly, I rarely leave the house with these 2 and I hyperventilate wondering how I will EVER leave the house with 3! I told my parents since the ripe old babysitting age of 12 that I always wanted to have 10-12 kids...my aunt and uncle in Utah when we were growing up had 8 and I thought it was the funnest, most amazing family ever and I always wanted to be just like them. Now, on my 3rd, I wonder how I will go on to 4...how do mom's do this? Is it my personality that can't handle this many? Is it just so much change at once that it's brought me to needing to seek psychiatric help? Is it the lack of support from my husband right now in his career and life? I don't know. All I know is that my dreams of having a big family are quickly being dashed and I look forward to a day when my children will be able to appreciate all we are going through to get them here and hope that they won't be traumatized from the quickness of having them all at once and so close together. Any help or advice would be appreciated. I am on my knees quite often asking these questions to my HF...but thought I'd ask you too for I love the encouraging responses from other writers/readers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm hoping there are other moms out there like me, surely I can't be all alone...I know our story is unusual but not unimaginable. People often compare our situation to triplets and I can't help but thinking that that would be easier...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; I know...but at least they are all on the same page at the same time...or at least I think they would be. Is the grass always greener on the other side? My book is done. I will leave these questions to your great minds to answer or ponder. Thanks for your time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Holding my Breath, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Natalie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Natalie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we talk about your life--which is extremely difficult right now--I want to tell you that I so appreciate your honesty and humility and your desire to be a good mother. You have a pure heart and I wish I could offer you what you really need--an assistant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life is extremely challenging. You have a number of factors that make is so. I read through your letter several times and gave it a lot of thought and here's what I think. Yes, three children under 3 are challenging. An absent husband makes is doubly difficult. Financial worries add greatly to the stress. But I believe you could manage all of that if you could resolve your core problem--your 2 year old daughter. Her behavior causes you almost constant anxiety and embarrassment. Two-year-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; are known for their spunk and mischief but your daughter really seems to be taking it to a new level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is the person I'd like to focus on first, because I feel that if she becomes manageable, you will be able to ride out the rough year ahead. I'm wondering why she is so out of control. While you've given many good examples of her negative behavior, I'm not sure what is at the root of it. Was she a difficult baby? What are your feelings toward her? Does she connect at all or accept limits? Does she receive affection from you? I've thought a lot about what I would do in your position and this is what I think. I'd have her completely evaluated. Maybe she has some difficulties or problems that need attention. Discuss your concerns with a doctor that you trust and find out what he recommends. She was adopted and may have issues--genetic or in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;utero&lt;/span&gt; that need to be addressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you will find that she is just a very normal active 2 year old. If that's the case, then I would put my energy into forming a stronger connection with her and setting some simple, clear limits. It sounds like you've set up an environment (for your survival) that doesn't require her to control herself. You can help her to have tiny successes with self-control. Help her to feel competent and responsible even in small ways. Teach her continually. Teach her carefully how to drink from a cup, how to walk in a store, what things she may touch. Shower her with praise and physical affection. Don't just do things with her--build a bond of love. This process may seem exhausting, but it isn't half as exhausting as what you're dealing with now. You're spending all of your energy putting out her fires. Turn it around so you are in control and you're helping her to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She obviously needs great supervision. And this is not going to be an easy year for you. I've had a few of those "extreme years". But time passes. Your daughter will mature. Your husband will finish school and things will ease up. This is a year (or two) for hunkering down and giving your best. Your husband (and you) will find out what your made of. It doesn't matter what anyone else thinks or says. Let them think what they will and stop letting that add to your stress. This is your life, your family. True, it isn't the calm, unruffled life you had two years ago. It isn't the tidy car and house. It's much more meaningful than that--and therefore, much more difficult. Your going to have to get up every morning and work harder than you've ever worked. But the work will be rewarding and even exciting if it's focused on teaching, loving and orchestrating small successes. Otherwise, your life is custodial and frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, from a practical standpoint-- recognizing that you are in a state of emergency (a year-long state of emergency) you need to do everything you can to equip yourself to weather it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List everything that is hard about your life and brainstorm with your husband and pray together to find solutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discuss each child and develop some positive plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discuss ways to become as organized and stream-lined as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figure out how you're going to get out once a week by yourself, how you can have time together, what you can do for each other that brings real comfort and relaxation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find some outside support. Do you have any family members that can come in regularly to help you for a while? Don't be afraid to ask church members or friends. You won't always need support but for the next little while, I think you really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It helps to realize that this "extreme time" will pass. This isn't forever. It's a year or two. I think of the early pioneers who signed up for a long, arduous trek so they could wind up in the middle of nowhere and build something out of nothing. They signed up for two or three very difficult years in the hopes that they were accomplishing something great and worthwhile. They were! And so are you. You can do this, so believe that you can. Each of your small efforts are moving you forward. That great family that you knew in Utah and wanted for yourself-- didn't become "fun and amazing" overnight. That family developed over years and years and was the result of endless teaching and enormous sacrifice by a father and a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know from experience that the Lord will make you equal to your life. I very much want your success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-5305120017629643101?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/5305120017629643101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-do-i-breath.html#comment-form' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/5305120017629643101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/5305120017629643101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-do-i-breath.html' title='How Do I Breathe?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-6669178970489361575</id><published>2010-03-10T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T12:07:01.427-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Spiritual Perspective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Families'/><title type='text'>Family Planning?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id=":6k" class="ii gt"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be celebrating my 29th birthday in a few weeks, and my new  husband and I (married almost 6 months) are starting to plan for a  family.  We have both always wanted a large family, but I feel slightly  discouraged that I may not be able to have &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;many kids,  considering that my "fertile and safe" years may be slightly numbered as  I exit my twenties.  My question for you is, what is your opinion on  family planning (more, rather than less) for someone who has around ten  years to have kids?  Am I even accurate in thinking that I have about  ten years?  I've just always heard that one's risk for birth defects and  complications are much higher after forty.  I've also heard that it is  "unsafe" for a woman's body to space children less than 18 months  apart.  How would you approach the goal of bringing children to earth if  you were in my situation and stage of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;No matter what, I am simply eternally grateful to Heavenly Father  that he guided my husband and me to be able to find each other.  The  twenties can be so lonely and discouraging when hoping for an eventual  companion.  Even if we have one child, however that happens, I will be  that much more grateful to have the opportunity of being a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your question is a good one--and it  gives me the chance to answer a few other questions I've received  regarding family planning.  "How do I know it's time to have a baby?"   "How did you plan your family?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I made the decision when we were married to let the  children come.  Even way back then, it wasn't the norm and we took some  criticism as we pursued this rather "wreckless" course.  But this was  the church guideline at the time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"We seriously regret that there should exist a sentiment or feeling  among any members of the Church to curtail the birth of their children.  We have been commanded to multiply and replenish the earth that we may  have joy and rejoicing in our posterity. Where husband and wife enjoy  health and vigor and are free from impurities that would be entailed  upon their posterity, it is contrary to the teachings of the Church  artificially to curtail or prevent the birth of children. We believe  that those who practice birth control will reap disappointment by and  by."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, I think, is the guideline now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It is the privilege of  married couples who are able to bear children to provide mortal bodies  for the spirit children of God, whom they are then responsible to  nurture and rear. The decision as to how many chldren to have and when  to have them is extremely intimate and private and should be left  between the couple and the Lord. Church members should not judge one  another in this matter." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first directive is a lot more "directive" and it's easy to see--in a  world-wide church, why the counsel was modified over the years.   Now  the decision is entirely between a couple and the Lord.   I truly  respect every couple's right to make that choice.  I don't try to impose  my decision on anyone--even my own married children.  The decision is  enormous and is yours to make. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will share with you my  thoughts and feelings and the  reasons for my decisions.&lt;br /&gt;For me, the core doctrine that inspired  both of the above statements, is very clear.  We have a purpose on the  earth--to bring to pass the immortality and eternal life of man.  My  choice to bring a baby into my home insures that this little spirit will  be nurtured, loved and taught--that  they will each receive every  ordinance they need.  But more than that, they will begin a new  generation that is solid and committed.   Each child will stand at the  head of their own generation and I have the privilege to prepare them  for that.  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that first statement above, I really appreciate the last  line--that those who limit their families "will reap disappointment by  and by".  Disappointment is the perfect word.  Not punishment or  condemnation--just disappointment at what we might have  had, and chose  not to.  These are the thoughts that have motivated my choice to have  all the children that I can.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the process and through the years, I have been richly  blessed for that decision.  I have seen each child as a direct gift and  blessing from God--not as an accident.  I've approached the Lord with  confidence for help with my children and I've been blessed with ideas,  resources and even miracles.  Raising a family "unto the Lord" has made  me feel a very strong and deep connection to him and a sense of purpose  and mission that gives meaning to my everyday life.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I didn't come at it super qualified.  I was the youngest in a  very spread out family--so I had  little experience with babies or  homemaking.  But I was willing--and if you think about it, a "willing  heart" has always been the Lord's only requirement.    I just gave  myself over to the process fully.  Today, I can hardly read the  scripture  "He who loses his life shall find it" without feeling like it  was written just for me.  In layers and layers of ways, I have found  joy and fulfillment as a person.  I could fill a book with stories and  examples of tiny and huge experiences with my children.  And it's truly  been a wonderful venture and partnership with my husband.  Our children  are our joy!  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The church's current statement on the subject is your ultimate  guideline and it's perfect.  It allows for people to consider their  abilities and situation.  It allows for couples to make unified  decisions and respects their agency.   Dalin Oakes gave an excellent  talk a few years ago on the subject.  He said, "How many children should  you have?....All you can."  And that number, for many reasons, is  different for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;If I were turning 29 and had some years ahead, I would fill them up  with children.  But that's me.  It will be exciting for you to discover  what the Lord has in store for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;With Love,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;div&gt;Jane   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-6669178970489361575?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/6669178970489361575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/family-planning.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/6669178970489361575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/6669178970489361575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/family-planning.html' title='Family Planning?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-6603837371703606803</id><published>2010-03-08T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T23:04:47.699-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Practical Advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loneliness'/><title type='text'>Dealing with Loneliness?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 130%;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank you for your blog. I just discovered it yesterday and it was so wonderful to read. It gave some solid ideas of ways to deal with my kids and things to think about as I drifted off to sleep about being a mom. I have 5 children, ages 15 - 4. My husband travels quite a bit and so I am used to being on my own in terms of parenting. I enjoy reading to my kids and being the one to always be there when they need me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question is this - How do you deal with loneliness? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am not close with my own family or my husbands. Our ward that we live in has so many wonderful people, but as my bishop states - it's a great ward for acquaintances, not good friendships. I don't want to go into details, because I will not whine. We live in a nice area and there are so many good people here. I wish I had a friend that had kids my own kids ages and that we could depend on each other. I always do my callings, try to serve when I see a need arise, volunteer at my kids school, try to listen more than talk, etc. But I guess one of my trials in this life is to deal with loneliness. My husband is wonderful and I love to talk to him. He is my best friend, but sometimes it would be nice to share experiences with someone who is of my own gender. My good friends from school days live far away. Heavenly Father has heard many prayers on the subject and he always sends comfort and peace. I hear and see so many families and friends enjoying themselves and their relationship and I feel envious of that closeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank you for faith and testimony. I love all your references to the scriptures and our Savior. I think that all our struggles can be answered through prayers and scriptures. I just haven't found the answer that brings me peace to this problem. If you have any suggestions, I would appreciate it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Dear Amy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Is anything harder than loneliness? I think we've all experienced it. We move to a new place. We are tied down with little children. Maybe we're naturally shy. Or as you mentioned, we aren't blessed with a warm circle of extended family. Whatever the reason, it's a difficult trial. And many, many people struggle with it. A friend I've known for years and go to church with every Sunday confided one day that she feels very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lonely&lt;/span&gt; and isolated--like she is on the outside. I was truly surprised. She seemed to have lots of friends--but in her day to day life, she felt alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another friend of mine taught me a serious lesson a few years ago. She moved into our ward and I'll tell you now that it's a wonderful ward but not the easiest one to break into. It seems like everyone is related to someone--families that extend in every direction. People don't move often so they have longstanding relationships. So my friend didn't wait around for people to reach out to her. She organized a play group, got a book club going, invited people over, called around and invited a bunch of families to meet at the park on a summer day--(just bring a lunch and come.) It was last minute but I was shocked at the turnout. It showed me that a lot of people were really needing to connect--and maybe just waiting for someone to invite them. And I was amazed that my friend took matters into her own hands and made sure that her own social needs were met--while blessing many others in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time I taught a lesson on an interesting way to write a personal history. Several people wanted to learn more so I offered to host a monthly class. We would meet at my house, have a potluck lunch and share samples of our writing with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;eachother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Imagine my shock when over 30 people showed up! I really don't believe that all those people wanted to write a history. No way. They wanted to connect! I believe this is the single greatest insight I can give you. You are not the only person who feels lonely. The majority of people around you struggle with this to some degree and no one will ever be offended by an invitation (unless, of course, it involves multi-level marketing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may be painful, but you're going to need to become proactive. Sign up for enrichment classes. Let it be known that you're looking for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; friend or a walking partner or someone to help you paint a room. Invite a couple to go out with you and your husband or call some moms and meet at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;McDonald's&lt;/span&gt; for lunch. Think about something you'd be really comfortable instigating-- then do it! My friend Marvel went through a painful divorce and moved to a new place after 20 years of comfortable relationships. When I visited her a few short months later, I was surprised to find that she already loved her new ward. She explained that on her first Sunday there, she signed up for every possible thing--mid-week classes, taking in meals, cleaning the church--all with the goal of making friends. It worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal favorite thing to do is to invite two or three families over on a Friday night. I tell them to each bring a game and a snack. It's never awkward because it's a good size group and doing it almost always leads to natural friendships. I do it fairly often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, be open to "unlikely" friendships. Some of my closest friends are 20 years younger than I am. My running partner couldn't be more different than I am. On the surface, we have very little common ground--but walking or running together every day, we've discovered all sorts of similarities and have learned a lot from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;eachother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Now that I think of it, some of my closest friends through the years have been exercise partners. That hour a day really makes for some serious bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few years, your children will become excellent friends--they're my favorites ever. One of the great benefits of loving and respecting them while they're growing up, is that they don't have anything against you when they're grown! You have some purely good friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't pray for friends--pray for ideas and then act on them. The Lord wants our hearts to be knit together and he will provide ways for that to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-6603837371703606803?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/6603837371703606803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/dealing-with-lonliness.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/6603837371703606803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/6603837371703606803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/dealing-with-lonliness.html' title='Dealing with Loneliness?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-7264281032990323317</id><published>2010-03-05T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T13:11:42.844-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Improving Behavior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nurturing Children'/><title type='text'>Frustrating Preschooler?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello Jane,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just stumbled upon your blog by pure inspiration, truly! I have been reading it for the last 45 minutes and I already feel like I have learned a lot! Thank you! I do have a question though that I still feel unanswered after reading the section about disciplining with love. I am a "newer" mom. My oldest daughter is 3 1/2 and I also have a 1 1/2 year old son. Lately my daughter has been acting much like the woman who posted about her 7 year old (post title "Fostering Obedience"). I like what you answered but I still wonder how can I do unto someone as I would want done myself when they are 3 and don't comprehend what I am trying to teach? Where is the line where I stop cleaning her room for her because time after time, she lets me do it without helping and unless there is a fight, and doesn't seem to learn or appreciate what I am doing? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here is an example, today she wanted some juice. I clearly told her, you may have 1 cup of juice, and if you are still thirsty you may have water after that. After she drinks her juice, she asks for more juice. She knows I will say no, but asks regardless. I tell her to, and offer her water. To no avail, she started crying. I got down on her level and explained what I told her already and to please make a good choice and just say "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; mommy." Instead, she just repeats "But I just want one more cup of juice! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want water!" she cried and cried so hard that she got to the point where she gets beyond any point where I can even reason with her, and I end up having to just send her to her room until she is done crying. Most of the time she just cries herself to sleep, repeating over and over "But I just wanted more juice!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I believe in being firm and consistent, which is why I don't tolerate this behavior, but I feel like she just isn't learning. I always go in after and tell her I love her and ask if she understands why she was in her room, and we talk about it. I rarely raise my voice, and she still acts out like this. Lots of times, the fight will start all over again, because she won't agree or say she understands and just pleads her case again that she just wanted more juice!, and by the way, this is a new thing, which is why I am so beside myself on what to do. This week has been awful, and she has cried for hours each day over little things that we are usually able to work through together. Usually, she is a good listener and doesn't throw tantrums, etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, back to the golden rule. As a 3 year old, how do I teach her how I would want to be treated when we are at such different levels of life understanding? Where is the line of loving or being a pushover and giving them whatever they want? Whatever I am doing, it does not seem to be working, as every day this week has been crying tantrums, and time outs, toys taken away, all after lovingly giving her chance after chance to make a better choice? Help with a 3 year old mind please!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Leslie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Answer: Relax and Enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Leslie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciated your letter. Your daughter sounds like a very strong-willed and determined child. That type of determination can really blossom into greatness later on. I've raised a wide assortment of personality types and I have the wonderful advantage of having seen how the determined three year old turns out. They are a challenge to raise, but they know how to get things done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try hard to avoid all-out power struggles. They are destructive to your relationship and no one really wins. The word "avoid" is at the heart of the issue. Some parents almost welcome the power struggle and bring it on as a way of establishing their authority. They view parenting kind of like breaking a horse--"Once they know who's boss, they'll submit." Unfortunately, it isn't that simple. I believe children who are forced to submit, store up anger and often in their teen-age years it comes out in the form of rebellion. On the other hand, you don't tiptoe around your children trying not to rock the boat. You carefully choose the areas where you must put your foot down and then do it clearly. It sounds like you’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; been a very clear and consistent parent. But what happens when, even though a power struggle is the last thing you want, things always seems to escalate that way? I have some thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know, I've raised (and am still raising) a big family. I sometimes think the thing that made it easier, is that I didn't have the luxury of micro-managing my children. Their life was fairly loose. I don't remember even caring how much juice they drank. They were around five before I expected them to clean a whole room. They liked doing jobs because I didn't demand much. Later, as their attention span lengthened and their maturity increased, it was easy to teach them. Most of my interaction with them in the early years was positive and I made relatively few demands. Because there wasn't much to "push back" against, there weren't many tantrums. When there were, it was usually because they were tired or hungry or just "needy" for my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read once about an Amish community where parents just enjoy their little children and let them play outside and give them few responsibilities until they are school-age. Then they teach them chores and expect them to contribute. I like that. It gives me permission to do what I want to do--enjoy my children. I especially love 3-year-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;. I love to listen to the ingenious way that they put words together. It's so fun to teach them new things. I love how they light up. Just relax and know that her life will be loaded with 75 years of worry and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;responsibility&lt;/span&gt;, and so for the first three or four, you can let her thrive in an environment of love and acceptance. Just lower your expectations a little bit and know that maturity will solve a myriad of problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me share a personal example that illustrates my philosophy. Several years ago, my then 3-year-old daughter Marielle and I were invited to participate in a play group. We rotated houses. The host mom would provide a snack and the children were allowed to play—largely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;unbothered&lt;/span&gt; by us-- while the moms talked. I loved this play group! Marielle loved it too. No one even talked about rules. We solved the occasional conflict—but, overall, things were pleasant and nurturing (for both or us!) We loved Wednesday mornings. So I was excited a few years later when my little son Peter and I were invited to participate in another play group. This one turned out to be very different. There were craft projects, snack time, learning time and rules aplenty. Soon Peter decided it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;’t for him. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t misbehave there. But it seemed stressful for all the moms—worrying about their children’s performance and behavior every minute. It was an entirely different experience. No joy for either of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter’s in second grade and a great student who never struggles with structure. He likes it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a broader sense, this describes my philosophy about early childhood. The focus is not so much on rules and structure as on gentle teaching, nurturing and enjoying. Needless to say, I’m not a fan of preschool—but that topic is for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell that you’re an excellent mom. I give you permission to just be mediocre (just kidding). But just slow down and enjoy her. Your days together are numbered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love,&lt;br /&gt;Jane&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-7264281032990323317?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7264281032990323317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/question-hello-jane-i-just-stumbled.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/7264281032990323317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/7264281032990323317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/question-hello-jane-i-just-stumbled.html' title='Frustrating Preschooler?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-2108679681647893546</id><published>2010-03-01T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T11:02:12.236-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Improving Behavior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Questions'/><title type='text'>A Disrespectful 11-year-old?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Dear Jane-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I have an 11 1/2 year old daughter who has a nasty temper. She gets upset when we ask her to do simple things like brushing her teeth all the way up to completing her chores. When she doesn't get her way, she tends to take it out on her 3 younger siblings by hurting them, yelling at them, or anything else she can think of. She also takes it out on her father and I. Sadly, the terms "I hate you" and "You are the meanest parent ever" are common place in my home. She has no respect for my husband or I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; I have tried dealing with the situation every way that I can...nothing I do seems to work. Thinking that she needed special one on one attention, I've taken her out for one on one mother daughter time, I've treated her to special things. My husband has done these same things but they haven't worked. On the flip side, we have grounded her, put her in time out, made her skip out on doing things she really wanted to. Once again, these things have not worked. She tells us she is sorry but 5 minutes later, she is back to her old ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; The worst part is that I am starting to see her siblings exhibit some of her behavior problems as well. I feel like a horrible parent because I didn't start teaching them a lot of the things I should have when they were young. Now that they are getting older, I see what that lack of teaching has done and it really bothers me. How can I teach my child(ren) to not only respect her parents but to do as she is asked without throwing a fit every time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Thank You-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Patti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Dear Patti,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I have thought long and hard about your situation.&amp;nbsp; In some ways, I  am at a loss.&amp;nbsp; As you know, I'm not a professional and my expertise in  this area (and many others) is limited to my own experience.&amp;nbsp; One thing  I've always known about myself is that I am much better at preventing  problems than solving them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So, truthfully, I haven't experienced what  you're going through.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;But I can tell you what I would do if I did.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;My world would grind to a halt until I reconstructed my  relationship with my daughter.&amp;nbsp; I would make her my focus.&amp;nbsp; It is going  to take much more than regular nights out and treats.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You are going to  need to start at the foundation and ask yourself the hard questions. &amp;nbsp;  Why is she so angry?&amp;nbsp; What is she really feeling inside?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What are your  true feelings toward her?&amp;nbsp; I suspect that you don't like her very much  right now.&amp;nbsp; Who would?&amp;nbsp; She's destroying the harmony in your home.&amp;nbsp; But  if, fundamentally, she doesn't feel your love, she will contiue to make  your life a nightmare.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Deep feelings of being loved and accepted are the feelings that  heal.&amp;nbsp; You will need to go deep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Perhaps it&amp;nbsp;may involve counseling.&amp;nbsp; A third party might be able to  help you see the dynamics that have brought you to this point.&amp;nbsp; Prayer  and fasting are powerful tools--if you're asking the right questions.&amp;nbsp;  Not "please help&amp;nbsp;her to change", but "help me to deeply love this girl  and help her to feel it."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Approach the whole situation with the humble  attitude that you expressed in your letter--the realization that there  are things you might have done better and the desire to repair the  breech in this precious relationship.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;You can make all kinds of rules about the things she can and can't  say to you, about her treatment of siblings, about obedience.&amp;nbsp; But these  rules will never hold up as she grows older.&amp;nbsp; You want her to treat you  with respect because she respects you.&amp;nbsp; You want her to obey you  because she wants to.&amp;nbsp; This, I truly believe, only happens when a child  feels genuinely loved and cared for--and that her feelings are important  to you.&amp;nbsp; Buying her things and taking her places are just soap  bubbles.&amp;nbsp; They're gone in a few minutes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Laying next to her on her  bed, looking at her, playing with her hair, being in no hurry, listening  without lecturing til true feelings start to come out--&lt;em&gt;investing in  this bond for as long as it takes&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She won't respond over night,  but as she sees that you love her and you mean it, she'll begin to give  back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;She is still young.&amp;nbsp; But if you keep doing what you're doing,  she'll keep doing what she's doing and things will unravel.&amp;nbsp; Now is the  time to turn the tide.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I really did appreciate your letter.&amp;nbsp; You are probably doing many  good things in your home.&amp;nbsp; I only got a slice of the negative.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Take  the holy spirit as your guide and work with your husband as you face  this challenge.&amp;nbsp; The rewards are inestimable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;With love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Jane &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-2108679681647893546?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2108679681647893546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/disrespectful-11-year-old.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/2108679681647893546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/2108679681647893546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/disrespectful-11-year-old.html' title='A Disrespectful 11-year-old?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-7599602817857030473</id><published>2010-03-01T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T10:26:09.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Question For YOU (potty training)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;SO...We received this question and my mom doesn't have any experience with this particular problem with potty training.&amp;nbsp; I (Natalie) am experiencing this exact same problem RIGHT NOW with my 3 year old, and am completely at a loss.&amp;nbsp; Do you have any advice?&amp;nbsp; Help us out, please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Ok, my question has to do with potty training... My oldest son turned 3  in December, and we are working with him on using the potty.&amp;nbsp; We  informally approached the issue for several months, and after he seemed  comfortable with the potty and had been successful in using it at times,  I just committed to underwear for him and only use diapers at night  (though he usually wakes up dry anyway).&amp;nbsp; So far it has been two weeks,  and he has been doing great!&amp;nbsp; He hasn't had a single pee accident, even  going to church and friend's houses.&amp;nbsp; I still have to take him potty  throughout the day though.&amp;nbsp; I am assuming (and hoping) that he will  eventually tell me needs to go, and progress up to being able to take  himself!&amp;nbsp; The biggest issue we are having is with him going poop on the  potty.&amp;nbsp; In these two weeks of underwear and wonderful pee success, he  hasn't pooped on the potty a single time. So, that leaves me cleaning it  out of his underwear every day.&amp;nbsp; He will not tell me when he feels like  he needs to go, and if I suggest he try, he refuses.&amp;nbsp; We use a sticker  chart for the pee, and have discussed his reward for pooping (a new  train!) which he is excited about, but still just won't try to do it.&amp;nbsp;  He usually hides in his room and poops when I am pre-occupied (ie.  laying the baby down for an afternoon nap) so I continually seem to miss  the window of opportunity to take him.&amp;nbsp; On days that I take him and  encourage him to try often, he will just hold it until the next day.&amp;nbsp; I  don't want this to turn into a long term battle with him, because he has  the tendency to be strong willed and dig in his heels about things he  doesn't like to do (ie. PICKY eater!).&amp;nbsp; So... long story short, do you  have any advice for lovingly helping him to learn this skill?&amp;nbsp; Or do I  completely ignore it and one day he will just want to poop on the potty  himself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Jeanine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-7599602817857030473?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/7599602817857030473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-first-question-for-you-potty.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/7599602817857030473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/7599602817857030473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-first-question-for-you-potty.html' title='Our First Question For YOU (potty training)'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-2194364244476509261</id><published>2010-02-25T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T20:27:04.843-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching children virtues'/><title type='text'>Instilling Values in a Smaller Family?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Dear Jane,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I think it's wonderful that you've been able to have so many children. I  come from a family of 5 children and always hoped I would have a larger  family. After my husband I I were married a year and a half we learned  of our inability to have biological children. We didn't waste any time  and now six years into marriage we have adopted 2 beautiful children and  hope to adopt at least one more. With adoption being so very expensive, we are  feeling lucky to have the 2 we have!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;In your earlier posts you mention  about the decline of large families and I'm with you about your thoughts  of what and how children learn from having a lot of siblings with  parents whose budgets need to stretch to take care of business. I only  hope my children can learn those same lessons (lessons I learned growing  up), but I'm afraid we'll have a smaller family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Do you think those  same lessons and experiences can be taught and observed by children who  come from smaller families? Maybe there isn't much to this question, but  I do feel like the decline in family size might have a lot to do with  growing infertility in couples. It's very common in today's world  whereas when my mother was having children, she didn't know of anyone  who struggled to get pregnant. In other words, sometime choices and  options are limited (or more difficult) when it comes to building a  family.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for your tim&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #888888;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;! Kate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #888888;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Kate,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me just say first of all, sight unseen, that I just love you.&amp;nbsp;  Your letter went straight to my heart.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And I'm so proud of you and  thrilled that you've been able to adopt two children.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In response, I would just say that it's very possible to instill  wonderful values in your children even though there aren't as many.&amp;nbsp; Big  families learn the art of give and take and doing without because they  don't have a choice.&amp;nbsp; You just have to be more disciplined about it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  You have to take care not to indulge your children.&amp;nbsp; You'll need to  find opportunities for them to serve.&amp;nbsp; Teach them to work.&amp;nbsp; Encourage  them to earn their own education.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As my family winds down, we have four children left at home.&amp;nbsp; I  face this same challenge with a smaller family--having to create  circumstances that happened naturally in a big family.&amp;nbsp; But I've  discovered many wonderful benefits too.&amp;nbsp; I have more time to spend with  each child.&amp;nbsp; We are more able to serve people outside of our family.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Things are a little quieter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each of us, as we approach our family--whatever its size, need to  decide what we truly want our children to learn--what qualities we want  them to develop.&amp;nbsp; Then we ponder and pray to know how to instill those  qualities.&amp;nbsp; As we implement the ideas that begin to flow in, we see  results.&amp;nbsp; It's an amazing process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May the Lord bless you in your efforts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #888888;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #888888;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-2194364244476509261?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/2194364244476509261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/02/instilling-values-in-smaller-family.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/2194364244476509261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/2194364244476509261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/02/instilling-values-in-smaller-family.html' title='Instilling Values in a Smaller Family?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-1099954080909013728</id><published>2010-02-24T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T13:02:07.493-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sibling Relationships'/><title type='text'>Lasting Unity Between Siblings?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;How have you fostered unity, love and respect between your kids? What can I do as a Mom to encourage this? Neither my husband nor I are close to our siblings and we both feel a void that we want to make sure our kids don't. Any insights would be so greatly appreciated! -Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so impressed by your desire to change things in your own family--in terms of relationships among your children. You are really on the right track&amp;nbsp;because you recognize that void and&amp;nbsp;you have a strong desire to turn the tide in your own family.&amp;nbsp; Here are some of my thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is important to understand that favoritism causes tension between your children.&amp;nbsp; As a mother, you have a responsibility to fully love and appreciate each one of your children. If you find yourself preferring one child above another...well, you just can't. This is a topic all its own, but just realize that if you favor children, your family will suffer. Do everything you can to know each child and appreciate their differences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned in an earlier post, there are certain lines that children should never be allowed to cross in their relationships. No physical or verbal attacks of any kind. Simply do not allow them. Don't assume that this type of fighting is inevitable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A steady stream of family prayer and scripture study invites a type of light into your home that encourages positive relationships. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you and your husband speak to eachother and to your children with love and respect, you will set a positive emotional climate for your home. &lt;br /&gt;I was mulling this question over on the way to a soccer game yesterday so I threw it out there for my children. "Why are you growing up to be such good friends?" I asked. Silence. "What are things we do that make you love each other?" I tried. Finally Seth said, "Well, I think it's when we work together and study and go places and do things together, we all start to think alike." I think that's true. We develop a family humor, family standards, a "family" way of viewing the world that bonds us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, think of that very profound line in the Family Proclamation that says, "Happiness in family life is most likely to be achieved when founded upon the teachings of the Lord, Jesus Christ. Every so often, my husband and I choose a commandment and commit to "up" our observance of it. Whenever we do, we notice immediate rewards in our family--observing the Sabbath day, serving others, fasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't approach this problem with fear. Keep a clear vision of what you want and move forward with faith. With the Lord's help, you can create the family you want to have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-1099954080909013728?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/1099954080909013728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/02/lasting-unity-between-siblings.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/1099954080909013728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/1099954080909013728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/02/lasting-unity-between-siblings.html' title='Lasting Unity Between Siblings?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-9048133186267912201</id><published>2010-02-23T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T09:30:50.602-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Practical Advice'/><title type='text'>Just a bunch of practical advice</title><content type='html'>Dear Jane,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few questions about the mechanics of family life, not so much the eternally important things. I hope you don't mind me asking those types of questions. I don't mean to waste your time, I just feel like you probably have some really good ideas about this stuff in addition to your marvelous testimony that shines through your blog posts. Love, Heidi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have you discovered any stain removal secrets you can share with some of us with less experience? Specifically, how do you get chocolate out of kids' clothing?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a stain removal secret for you. After using “Shout”, if I find that a stain still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hasn&lt;/span&gt;’t come out, I put it in “the pile”. When I have accumulated four or five items, I make the brew. I fill a sink about 1/3 full of hot water (not too hot to touch.) I then add about a half cup each of bleach and powdered dishwasher soap. It has to be powdered. If the clothing item is colored, I dip it in the bleach water again and again until the stain disappears. Usually, the color stays fast. Then I quickly rinse it and add it to my laundry. If the item is white, I just put it in the water and leave it for a few minutes. This concoction has worked miracles for me. It’s a last ditch effort because sometimes (rarely) it causes the colors to fade. I’m not sure the amounts are right. To tell you the truth, I just pour them in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Other Questions, followed by &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The Other Answers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The following questions were posted by my cousin on our family website. As I was contemplating them, I wondered what Jane would say about each one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Question 1...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bedwetting&lt;/span&gt;:) Our son still wets the bed. He is 5 1/2 years old so I know that is not terribly old, but if there is anything I can do to expedite the process than I'd like to try:) My husband and I both stopped when we were two and three...Our other child too. Our son wears a pull-up at night. We've tried to have him not wear them and see if that helps him to make him more aware, but then I just end up washing sheets every day. Any suggestions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did have a couple of kids who were late bed-wetters. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;’t every night, but often. I tried to watch their liquid intake in the evening and I would wake them up before I went to bed and take them to the bathroom. This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t always work so I washed sheets. I remember having them help me change the sheets but I think it’s important not to shame them. It seems like a developmental thing because in time, it just went away. If your son seems emotionally healthy, I would just ride it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Question 2...Sacrament Mtg reverence:) While Sacrament Mtg in general is getting easier as the kids get older, we still struggle with this. With four little kids, sometimes I feel like we are the loudest family in the ward. Any ideas you've tried that have worked?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, Sacrament Meeting. I used to sit down and apologize in advance to whoever was sitting behind us. It’s rough. But I learned one little thing by accident. One day, I forgot my well-equipped Sacrament Meeting bag. I was terrified. No crackers, books, pens and paper, toys, nothing. And to my surprise, it was our best Sacrament Meeting yet. It occurred to me that I might have been over-stimulating my children. After that, we had nothing at all until after the Sacrament. Then maybe just a small tablet and pencil. I encouraged them to draw pictures of things they were hearing in the talks. My husband and I had the deal that I always cared for the baby and he always held the next one up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Question 3...Any fun family home evening ideas your families have done? I know there are tons, but anything that really stands out as a great idea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d like to invite our readers to each share their favorite one ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll tell you mine. This was somewhat elaborate and it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;’t my original idea. I read it somewhere. Also, our children were a little older. We each wrote our testimony. Then, using a code, we carved them onto plates (We wrote gently with pen on foil covered cardboard pages). When we each had our page, we bound them together with rings and explained to our children that our collective testimonies were like the scriptures. That would have been great as it was, but we assigned our son, Eric to bury them somewhere in the yard-- which he did. During the week, he "appeared" to Kristen and told her where they were so she could dig them up and bring them back. She did and we used the code to translate each testimony. I don’t know about the kids, but I never forgot it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Question 4...How do you handle your kids going over to other people's houses to play or spend the night? Now that the boys are in school, they have been invited to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;playdates&lt;/span&gt; at people's houses that I don't know. In the past their friends have mostly been people at church whom I know... I have never felt comfortable with sleepovers in particular either...any thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t do sleepovers. We were famous for “late-overs”. This was highly inconvenient, but we would let our children spend the evening and enjoy the fun and then at bedtime, we would come and get them. I got this from my older sister who had read some research that indicated that most sexual experimentation and crude discussion (between boys especially) happens at sleepovers. So as a protection, I have avoided them. On some special occasions (like a best friend’s birthday) if I really feel comfortable with the family, I make an exception. With so many children, sleepovers would have been very disruptive to our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For play dates, I think it’s important to meet the parents, have the child over first and teach your child how to call you if they ever feel uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Question 5...Chores How do you work chores/jobs? I am embarrassed to admit I haven't really done a structured way of doing chores up til now. They just kind of help me do jobs around the house as they are interested in doing them. But I think it's time a little more is expected. Do you rotate, have charts, have allowance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; done all of the above. Our main workday is Saturday. We spend all morning cleaning the house and I usually try to find a fun interesting way to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; earned beans for jobs and then had a little store at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a board game (very simple out of construction paper) called Jackpot that had all the jobs on it. When you landed on a job, you had to do it and at the end, we all won the Jackpot (a bag of candy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a tape (does anyone have cassettes anymore?) on which I said each job that I wanted done. “Clean all the toilets” “Vacuum the living room”, etc. Each child would accomplish a job and then turn on the tape player to get the next one. When we got to the end of the tape, the house was clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved Saturday morning work. I love the feeling of mopping a floor while I hear the vacuum going downstairs and someone dusting the living room. I think we all loved that feeling. After the work, we tried to do something fun or just let everyone go and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For weekday chores, we’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; used a rotating chart at times, but honesty what has worked the best for me is to assign each family member a responsibility for a month or more. For example--clean your room and the bathroom every morning before school. They get good at their job and there is no confusion about expectations. Even a very young child can make their bed every morning and then set the table for dinner every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there is a lot of disagreement about giving kids allowance. I confess, I’m a dismal failure at it. We’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; tried it off and on and it just never lasts. But I do keep a list of “extra” jobs that I am willing to pay children to do—Vacuum the van, Organize the storage room, etc. So there are always chances to earn money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3111959418563495652-9048133186267912201?l=askingjane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/feeds/9048133186267912201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-bunch-of-practical-advice.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/9048133186267912201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3111959418563495652/posts/default/9048133186267912201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-bunch-of-practical-advice.html' title='Just a bunch of practical advice'/><author><name>Natalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68q3AnWP_3s/SwtwszWTMkI/AAAAAAAABQY/TeMsIKDLun0/S220/IMG_4384.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3111959418563495652.post-5745284538650838020</id><published>2010-02-22T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T11:13:33.474-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Improving Behavior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Questions'/><title type='text'>Setting Limits?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A few items of site business from Natalie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Due to the number of questions we've &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; in the last few weeks, we'll be posting every day this week. We don't wish to flood your inbox, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bloglist&lt;/span&gt;, or reader, so we thought about saving the questions and continuing to post once or twice a week. The problem, however, is that I'm not organized enough to keep track of the questions for that long and if questions keep coming, (as we hope they do) we'll never be able to get on top of things. Please forgive the lack of structure on this site as we figure things out. It is growing more quickly than we anticipated (yahoo!). The one thing you can count on: We will always post on Mondays. Some weeks may have more posts, we'll just see how things go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Also, out of the goodness of his heart, my oldest brother surprised us by purchasing the domain names &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;askingjane&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;askingjane&lt;/span&gt;.org&lt;/span&gt; so if you type those in now, they will bring you here! This doesn't make a difference to those of you already linking to this blog, it just makes it easier to remember. Plus it makes us sound more official, so thanks Nick! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks so much for reading! We really love doing this blog and connecting with each of you. Now, finally, on to the question of the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I sometimes get mad at my kids, and I always regret it after I do it. I am working on changing, but there is one area I really don't know what to do. My three year old often hurts my 10 month old. Sometimes it's to the point of very dangerous (smothering her with a pillow). Other times, he does things that are dangerous to him (running out in the road). I never spank or anything, but I usually get mad and am, well, too firm, because I want him to know that I am serious, it is serious. But I know there's a better way. What do you suggest? Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;Erin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Erin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are right. This is a serious issue. And it gives me a chance to talk about something I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; wanted to clarify—setting limits. I recognize that all this talk about &lt;a href="http://askingjane.blogspot.com/2010/02/loving-approach-to-discipline.html"&gt;loving discipline &lt;/a&gt;might make this topic seem contradictory. But clear limits are vital to a child's security and safety. You as a mother will draw lines and carefully teach your children not to cross them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I’ll discuss limits in general, and then we’ll talk about your son. The loving approach to discipline does not mean that children have their run of the house. You, as a mother, set the limits that work for you and you firmly enforce them. When a child is about 15-18 months old and you sense that he can really understand yes and no, you begin to give him limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some limits have to do with safety, while others are more about personal preference. Here is an example of one of my personal limits. I don't allow my children to freely range through the refrigerator and cupboards and eat anything they see. There are some snacks that they can have anytime, like fruit or a carrot, but aside from that, they have to ask me. I might have plans for those chips. I might know that dinner is in 20 minutes. They have to ask. I teach them this limit very young. I am in charge of the food and they have to ask. Not every one cares about that so they don't bother with that limit, but I do so I take the time to teach and enforce it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have limits about rough-housing--never in the living room, mostly outside. I even have a personal noise limit. My family has learned what constitutes "too loud". People used to comment that our children were calm. I really think it's because my threshold for noise is fairly low. You can decide what limits are important enough to you that you are willing to teach and enforce them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting and enforcing limits is vital to a peaceful home. Usually it doesn't involve much firm talk at all. You just teach it from the very beginning. "You may not open the pantry." "If you need a snack, you have to ask me." Then you follow through and are consistent. You thank them for asking when they do and you expect that they will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our children know that we mean what we say, they will usually accept our limits. It means we have to get up and follow through again and again, rather than yelling from the next room. Get right on their level and say "Remember, you are not allowed to play with this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fascinating to watch tiny children accept limits. When all of my grandchildren came for Christmas, I showed each of the 1-2-year-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; how they could touch the ornaments carefully with just one finger. We never had any problems. They seemed to enjoy keeping 
