Archive | May 10, 2008

Honor an Amazing Mom on Our Blog

We thought it would be fun on mother’s day to honor our mothers- who are our own, our friends, our sisters and our inspiration in our own unique way.  Since this is a public blog, where better to honor our mothers!

We will post any blog that is respectfully written. Please for privacy issues, please only list the mother as name and initial: like Gloria B. or Susan H.   We think this would be a fun way to honor our mothers in cyberspace.  Please keep the blog under 150 words and tell us either a funny story, a great example or a tribute to this special mom.  No pictures please.

Send your Motherhood Tribute Blog to: amazingmom@motherhoodincorporated.com

On mother’s day, email your special mother and tell her to check out her own blog!  Tell her friends and family to expect it and it will be there. We think this will be a blast – we hope you do to!

Calling All Real Estate Professionals Who Want to Learn More about BPO's by Nicole Ocean

I wanted to invite you to check out my online forum that focuses on the topic of Broker Price Opinions and Real Estate Owned information.

I am a Realtor, Author and BPO Trainer on the topic of BPO’s and thus have a fun website where other real estate professional can go to connect with other people in the BPO business. I’ve had an online BPO/REO forum.

Check out my site at: www.nicoleocean.com

Look for the link at the top of the site that says, “BPO/REO Forum.” You can join today for a yearly membership fee of $49.99. (Your fee covers you for 365 days from your date of purchase). There are currently over 1,000 members in the forum and over 135  BPO and REO related topics thus far.

Plus, please feel free to join if you are not currently licensed, don’t know yet about the BPO and REO side of real estate or are interested to learn more!

By Nicole Ocean of nicolesdreams eBooks

 www.nicoleocean.com

www.motherhoodincorporated.com

Salute to my Mother-In-Law, Sandy P. – By Nicole Perkins

By Nicole Perkins

My mother knows I love her and I’ll probably see her tomorrow to tell her, but my mother-in-law might not and she lives on the other side of the country – so this is for her.

I married her son five years ago and she has made me feel welcome from the moment I met her, no matter how insensitive I may have been. You see, I come from a family that is close but has more of a hands-off approach – they are there if you need them, but they don’t go out of their way to remind you.

The complete opposite of my mother-in-law. She calls a lot and returns your calls immediately, she never forgets a card, and she always goes way out of her way to accommodate everyone.

I tell this story about one of the first mornings I woke up in her home and how she had already made breakfast for everyone else in the house, and was all ready to start a whole new meal for us. I said I woud just have cereal to try and keep it simple so she could relax. What was so cute though, is that she pulled out every box of cereal they had (it was quite a few!), and then went through the options – what size bowl, what kind of milk (skim, 2%, whole), a big spoon or a little spoon. She made sure that even a simple bowl of cereal was just right. And then what does my husband do – he says he’ll have pancakes and bacon – and she was more than happy to oblige.

At first it was overwhelming, I’m just not used to that much attention and I think at first, it was a little intimidating because I wasn’t used to reciprocating. But now, and especially with my kids, it’s wonderful. It’s kind of nice to have someone so eager to take care of you and my kids just eat it up! My family doesn’t send cards for any occasion which is fine with me, but Grandma Sandy makes sure the kids each get a card and little treats for every holiday on the calendar and they love it.

So thank you for everything –  the address book with all of your huge family’s information, right down to the birthdays, the anniversary cards, watching the kids for entire weekends whenever you get a chance, the meals, the unexpected and thoughtful little gifts, and for going out of your way to make sure everyone is always taken care of.

And especially for raising such a caring and loving son for me to fall in love with, making everything so special for my children, and for welcoming me into your family with such open arms.

Happy Mother’s Day to you all – even the mother-in-laws!

Culture Shock and the Stay at Home Parent by Ally Loprete/Our Milk Money

by Ally Loprete

Becoming a stay at home parent is like culture shock. At least, I believe it
is after you’ve already been a working parent in the corporate world. Had I
gone straight to staying at home when my maternity leave was over, it may
have been easier to adjust, but for me, it was culture shock.

Culture shock isn’t such a bad thing. We adjust, we always adjust, and most
of the time we realize AFTER the adjustment period that every electric zap
to our system, no matter how painful, was worth it. In fact, I am beginning
to see after everything I’ve experienced in the past 3 years, that in order
to reach a cleaner and clearer destination you have to wade through waters
of muck and filth. I like to call it the storm before the rainbow. I’ve been
using that analogy very often these past few years.

We had a “storm” before the rainbow while trying to conceive my son. 

 There was a storm when I and found a less than warm welcome back to work
upon my return from maternity leave, but then the rainbow appeared as I got
back into the swing of things and was recruited to a new department.

There was a new storm when my new department laid off our entire team just 2
weeks after recruiting me. The wind and rain were fierce with fear and
horror as we tried to figure out how to exist without my corporate income,
and once we realized we could subtract daycare expenses, and survive on
severance and unemployment, the rainbow emerged.

I had a #$^(*$ storm when I started my stay at home status and realized I
didn’t know how to care for my child because the terrible daycare I had him
in refused to tell me anything about the details of his day, his schedule,
what he ate, or when he slept. That was much like going through a 2nd
post-partum. My husband received many panicked calls from me that first week
sobbing, “We should just give him back to them. I can’t even take care of my
son as well as that awful daycare.”

What I didn’t realize is that the rainbow had already begun to form. As the
days wore on, I began to settle into this new culture. It began to fit me so
well, I wondered if I ever truly fit into the old culture of being a working
mom. My son and I began to bond more than ever, and I was amazed at how he
began flourishing. He never battled me on nap time, and it almost seemed as
if he was happy to go down, knowing that I would be there when he woke up.
My husband came home to a full cooked meal every night, a refrigerator
filled with food, and his laundry done. So the only thing left for him to do
was spend quality time with us until bedtime.

This was the culture I belonged to, and I decided that I was going to stay.
The rainbow that has filled our lives has burned so brightly since then,
that no storm has every come close to washing it away since then. I wonder
sometimes if others have this same rainbow in their lives, but they forget
to notice it because it’s always been there. Or maybe, there truly does need
to be a storm sometimes before the rainbow can exist. If we hadn’t struggled
to get where we are now, how would we know that it’s better over here? It’s
times like these that I am glad for the dark times, as much I am the bright
sunny ones.

Ally Loprete
Ally Loprete Co-Founder
ally@ourmilkmoney.com

www.ourmilkmoney.com

presented by www.motherhoodincorporated.com

Motherhood Incorporated on Mother's Day

I also would like to send a very special mother’s day wish to the mother of Jose Gabriel Medrano (Gordo) who passed away during the birth of her son — the son who is now our very special informally-adopted son Gordo.

He came by today because I am “one of his mothers” along with his three aunts and grandmother. He is 18 and going to graduate and saving up  his college.  He teaches my son soccer nd calls him his little brother even though they are as different physically and culturally as possible.  When we out and about,  Gordo introduces Max in Spanish to his friends and when they scoff — Max answers in fluent Spanish. Brothers, like Mothers, can be chosen. 

Mother’s day hits Gordo hard financially — most of his friends get one card or flowers — he need 4!  This special young man never knew his mother, and neither did I, but four women have gathered together to shelter, guide and provide for this wonderful son..

I can tell you on this mother’s day I send her love and the warmest wishes becuase her son has touched my life in so many ways and I thank her for giving him life.  I won’t post his picture because he would kill me, but for him and all of those who have lost their mothers – we remember them on this special day.