A Mother's Lessons from Teaching Her Son

They say the best teachers for our kids are us--the parents ourselves. And while I believe this to be true, I believe that we, too, are learners in the process. While we're imparting to them important knowledge and wisdom, they, unknowingly, give us some of life's most valuable lessons as well. That makes our kids the best teachers for us, the parents. :)

Our review/tutoring sessions vary. Before, it was hard, unfocused. Sometimes it's fun and oftentimes, it was not. As time went by, this mother learned her lessons and it became a turning point to her.

Here are some of the things I learned over the time my son and I have our review/tutoring sessions:

1. Patience

Being a teacher is not easy, especially of young kids, and I just feel blessed that Kristoff has had two of the most patient teachers I've known in our locality. Kaya I've made them as my model when I am teaching or reviewing with my son his lessons at home.

I used to be an English teacher of Koreans (both online and in a physical school) and I was very patient (really), but I seemed to be different when teaching my son. I was impatient and easily irritated when he couldn't grasp the lesson. He was feeling pressured and insecure because of how I was acting toward him. So I knew I was wrong. It wasn't helping him and it was straining our relationship.

I introspected and became aware of my feelings. I asked myself why I would force him to understand something that he isn't ready yet? I thought I was afraid for him not to catch up with his classmates and be tagged as "slow." No, no. I didn't want that to happen.

Then I realized that I should respect the learning process and be patient in teaching him. I'm doing this by envisioning myself to be the calm teacher that I have to be. I also made it a clear rule in my mind not to raise my voice when I'm tempted to. It's not that easy at first, but I get used to being the patient teacher that my son needs.

Indeed, patience is a virtue and it's bountiful fruits await in the end.

2. Respect

It's easy to be tempted to impose our wants to our kids, isn't it? After all, parents--or mothers--know best! However, each of our child is "fearfully and wonderfully" made by God that they have their own interests and preferences that make them the beautiful and unique person they are.

I respect my son as a unique person, together with his feelings, his wants, his learning style and all that is him. I see him as a person for what he is and not what he is not.

I'm not bragging here but just want to give a picture of where I was coming from: You see I graduated with high honors since elementary up to college. My husband received high honors in college too, and I would love my sons to follow that. However, that was us, and our kids may be different or they may tread a different path from ours, but still they are the fearfully and wonderfully made people of God--no more, no less. They'll make their own journey and carve their own success! There's no use comparing them to other kids or to ourselves. After all, each of us has something that we're good at and something that we're struggling with.

3. Focus and Consistency

Looking back, I've seen how my preschooler has improved from the cry-baby who didn't know how to do in exams to the confident pupil that he is now who would say his exams was "very easy."

I attribute this to our focus and consistency in teaching the concept to him. Indeed, constant practice makes perfect. He may never get it at first but through time, being consistent in practicing, and helping him focus on the subject is halfway to winning.

It is important that distractions (such as the cousins and the little brother haha) are kept out while we review.

If we want to master something, we focus on that one thing. Just like in life, we can't succeed on a specific area if our attention and energy are scattered and shared with other things. Actually, this is the lesson that I am still struggling on.

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How about you, care to share the lessons you learned from teaching your own kids? I'd love to hear that.

A Day to Bid Farewell to a Beautiful Soul

What would you do when one day you wake up to a news you had never ever expected to hear too soon?

...like the death of someone you love so dearly whom you just have spent some quality time a day ago?

As for me, I wouldn't know how to handle it because it's easy to say to stay calm and strong but you'd never know emotions when you're facing the real thing. I faced four deaths of my loved ones and I faced them differently which I think depended on my age when they happened and the cause of their deaths.

The reason of this serious topic is that today, we woke up with a sad news. A woman who was deeply loved and known by many was taken from us. She was full of life and she's the least that I expect to be gone too soon. So many are grieving for her passing and it's enough for anyone to say she is dearly loved by a lot of people. And she is loved because she had touched these people's lives in some way, including mine.

When you're from here, it's hard not to know her. I was with her several years ago as a volunteer nurse and in some instances when my kids were sick and needed to be confined in the hospital. She was there, the nurse.

So right here in my little nook, I'm grieving. Grieving for the passing of someone whom I know was full of vigor and enthusiasm in everything. She might had been mouthy at times but that was part of being her--mouthy, loving, caring, helpful and full of life--packaged as one awesome Tita Su. You might had not like her the first instant you meet, but you had to read through her or be with her most of the time and you'd discover you're spending time with one of the most wonderful woman and mother on earth.

I'm also grieving for the people who, now and for the rest of their lives, feel that a great part of their hearts has been emptied from her passing.

It's easy to say strong and to look at the brighter side of things, but it is never easy to do.

Perhaps the most that I can do for now is pray for the family to get through this hard time. Some whys may not be answered, but somehow hearts can heal in due time. Well, after all we'll be meeting her and all our lost loved ones someday.

Mommy Reborn

It's 10 days after the New Year but here I am going a bit away from my top 3 goals for 2017. I won't be spilling those top 3 goals because I don't want it to be jinxed. Haha! But yes, creating a brand-new blog is not one of them, so the other half of me is scolding the other half now that I'm spending again my energy to something that is not what I am aiming for this year.

Well, I continue to say to myself that if I want to succeed, I should be focusing on that 3 main goals. I repeat, three only! Because one cannot do all things at once, so if I want to achieve the top three, then all efforts must be geared on achieving those three and nothing else.

But what can I do? I'm kind of inspired now and want to start a whole new blog. So I must forgive myself and savor the moment of being just me writing my first post while talking to myself, which might be weird but totally therapeutic.

I'm creating a special nook again, a breathing space for me to let go and let out. So let me officially welcome you to Mommy Reborn!

Mommy Reborn symbolizes an improved and empowered me this year, and this blog will be the home of all things that will accompany me along in this new chapter of my life as a mother and more.

Pico Sands Hotel, Nasugbu, Batangas

Mommy Reborn's Purpose

This blog is another leap of faith among the many I'm taking this year. It started last night as a rekindling of my interest in writing the way I used to way way back when my firstborn was a baby. The kind of writing that is carefree and almost uncensored... that was just like you're listening to me when I talk. I do miss that 'cause it was fun and kind of liberating.

You see when I started off in 2011, I was just inspired to write about my new life as a first-time mom. Soon after that, I started stalking my blogging idols' sites and compared my blog and my life to theirs. I was young in my early twenties facing some hard battles at that time and to cut the long story short, I found myself envying theirs and promising myself to work on my blog and life to be like theirs.

No wonder I lost myself in the process. Because I had always looked forward to live somebody else's life or somebody else's dream!

No matter how many times I tried starting over again another blog, it seemed I would always meet a dead end where I didn't feel like writing there anymore. My old blogs seemed not to feel like home.

Perhaps I don't feel at home there anymore because I built them for others and not for myself. 

So tonight, I'm putting myself on a commitment. That I've got to live my life the best way I can and I'm gonna write that journey down. And that the purpose of this blog is to be a witness that this year of 2017 is my year of faith, the year I lived my best. 

Not doing this for others but for myself because I cannot bless others with an empty cup. My cup has to be filled first, and so perhaps in the long run, people will be blessed too.

Let's make it happen. Cheers to the next 355 days of our life, God willing! #mommyreborn