My name is Terry… or Mrs. Wahls, as the kids call me in the neighborhood. I’m not even sure if anybody is going to read my blog, so it’s kind of silly that I’m talking to myself, but I hope it’s temporary and I’ll gain some audience in the future.  Anyways, I’m from Florida, and I have 2 wonderful kids, of whom I’m going to write this blog, as they mean the World to me. I hope my blog can help to other mothers who are struggling, so they can realize the beautiful side of having kids, I know, it’s not always easy, but I’m here for you, this way you can see that you are not the only one, who has hardships with being a good mum. We, Mothers, have to be there for each other!

I have a 7 years old daughter, Sheila and a 1 year old little guy, Noah. Although I’m a mother for 7 years now, I still love every minute of it, and my children can surprise me every day.  On the other hand, there are days, which are extremely hard, it’s not all just joy and happiness, but in my first post, I would only like to write about the good things. Later on, of course, you can get some of the ‘ugly stories’ as well.

Sheila has started school this September; she was really excited about it, she was preparing for it for months. She wanted to have her nails done, get every glittery pink textbooks and pencils, Barbie school bag and so on… I loved to see her being that excited for school and I hope it will last longer than a year, but at the same time, I don’t want to spoil her. I know that some of the mother’s take their daughter to the nail saloon regularly with themselves, but I’m not sure about it. I mean, she is just 7 years old! I was twice her age, when I started to paint my nails, on my own, not in the saloon! I would rather want her to be familiar with the expressions homework, commitment and determinism, not with mani-pedi. So, we made a compromise and I painted her nails at home, light pink, you can’t really see it, but she feels good about herself now, so that’s good. I didn’t really want to buy her the Barbie schools bag either, because, come on! She will grow out of it in a year. But I know it’s important in this society to get approved by the others, and a Barbie bag would surely do it amongst the other girls. Fortunately, we have the possibility to buy her the best of everything, so I’ve decided next to it, and she was so happy about that (in my opinion extremely ugly) bag.  That night, when I gave her a Good Night kiss, she said that I’m the best mum in the World, and even if I wouldn’t buy her that bag, and some other mum would buy it, she would still love me, and would never replace me with anyone else, ever. She is such a sweet, smart little girl, who understands everything. I have a feeling that she is a genius.

Unfortunately I can’t write any more today, as I have a full time job as a mother, if you know what I mean.