Thursday, May 29, 2008
Shakti Gawain
I was watching Family Guy on Cartoon Network last night when suddenly one of the characters started describing something that sounded an awful lot like Shakti Gawain's Pink Bubble technique (http://www.shaktigawain.com/). The husband tells his wife if she wants to have a baby she should visualize a healthy baby boy in a bubble, then picture the bubble floating away and release it to the Universe. What a nice surprise!
Sunday, May 25, 2008
A Complaint Free World Challenge
Attempt #2
I tried this once before and never got past day 2. Time to try again! The challenge: go 21 days without complaining, gossiping, or whining. To keep track, wear a bracelet on one wrist and switch it to the other wrist when you catch yourself saying something negative. For more information, read A Complaint Free World by Will Bowen.
I tried this once before and never got past day 2. Time to try again! The challenge: go 21 days without complaining, gossiping, or whining. To keep track, wear a bracelet on one wrist and switch it to the other wrist when you catch yourself saying something negative. For more information, read A Complaint Free World by Will Bowen.
Saturday, May 17, 2008
And another one!
Child Care Provider Sanity Poem
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray my sanity to keep.
For if some peace I do not find, I'm pretty sure I'll lose my mind.
I pray I find a little quiet, Far from the daily preschool riot,
May I lie back--not have to think,
about what they're stuffing down the sink,
or who they're with, or where they're at, and what they're doing to the cat.
I pray for time all to myself, (did something just fall off a shelf?)
To cuddle in my nice, soft bed, (Oh no, another goldfish--dead!)
Some silent moments for goodness sake, (Did I just hear a window break?)
And that I need not cook or clean, (well heck, I've got the right to dream).
Yes now I lay me down to sleep, I pray my wits about me keep,
But as I look around I know, I must have lost them long ago!
~ author unknown
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray my sanity to keep.
For if some peace I do not find, I'm pretty sure I'll lose my mind.
I pray I find a little quiet, Far from the daily preschool riot,
May I lie back--not have to think,
about what they're stuffing down the sink,
or who they're with, or where they're at, and what they're doing to the cat.
I pray for time all to myself, (did something just fall off a shelf?)
To cuddle in my nice, soft bed, (Oh no, another goldfish--dead!)
Some silent moments for goodness sake, (Did I just hear a window break?)
And that I need not cook or clean, (well heck, I've got the right to dream).
Yes now I lay me down to sleep, I pray my wits about me keep,
But as I look around I know, I must have lost them long ago!
~ author unknown
A Daycare Poem
Take out the baby and throw in a "Stop playing in the potty!" and a "Don't eat from the garbage can!" and you have a typical day for me :)
I greet the kids at seven-ten, give them breakfast and settle in.
Justin's learning ABC's, Tyler don't eat crayons please.
Someone's knocking at the door, Amy please don't paint the floor!
Let's have lunch and then clean up. Kenny, please don't tip your cup.
Baby Kierstin's on my lap, story-time and then a nap.
Have our snack, then go outside. No Jessi, squirrels can't give horsey-rides.
Five-thirty, the moms are here, collect the coats and all your gear.
Want to see me throw a fit? Tell me I just "baby-sit"!
~author unknown
I greet the kids at seven-ten, give them breakfast and settle in.
Justin's learning ABC's, Tyler don't eat crayons please.
Someone's knocking at the door, Amy please don't paint the floor!
Let's have lunch and then clean up. Kenny, please don't tip your cup.
Baby Kierstin's on my lap, story-time and then a nap.
Have our snack, then go outside. No Jessi, squirrels can't give horsey-rides.
Five-thirty, the moms are here, collect the coats and all your gear.
Want to see me throw a fit? Tell me I just "baby-sit"!
~author unknown
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