Late one night, a weary, hormonal, sleep-deprived mother found herself rocking a wailing baby for what felt like hours. To keep her sanity intact, she began creating stories to share her hopes and dreams for him.
A few years later, she was telling these tales to the same baby, who had grown into a strong-willed boy. As the years went by and she navigated the challenges of parenting this spirited child, who often pushed her to her limits, she continued to craft more stories. The boy adored them and eagerly requested more each day.
Then came another baby boy with his own unique challenges, and the stories multiplied, along with the boy’s enthusiasm for them. Not long after, she discovered she was expecting a third boy while enduring seven nights of complete insomnia. To maintain her belief in the goodness of the world, she decided to start this blog. “After all,” she thought, “this new little one will face his own challenges and will need to learn about Justly.”
Later on, after a lengthy hiatus from blogging, the woman turned 50. Her sons were nearly grown, and she had embarked on a new career as a Kindergarten teacher. She found herself with a fresh audience to share her stories with.
Thus, it all began anew. What started as a coping mechanism evolved into a means of connecting with her boys and now her students. She discovered it to be especially valuable during moments of doubt about her journey through motherhood and teaching in public schools. It has become the most rewarding aspect of parenting and teaching she has ever experienced—aside from developing a sense of humor, which she acknowledges is still a work in progress.
Happy Tales to You and Yours!
~Kristen
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