author Emilie Leeks,

Our youngest (2 1/2 years at the time of writing), is generally quite a cheerful, easy-going little boy, but he has never really liked having his teeth brushed - some days are easier than others, and if he is distracted you can sometimes get in and do it without him really noticing. But we really wanted to tackle the root of the problem - even though we didn't have a clue what that was!

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author Emilie Leeks,

"Lord but I am tired. I had planned a full hour of work this evening, once the kids were finally asleep. But instead I'm here at my desk, writing by the half light of the computer monitor, watching the words flow from my pen onto the page. I haven't written like this for a while. I've written some useful stuff, some pieces meatier than others, but the flow hasn't been there - something has been keeping me back."

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author Emilie Leeks,

I am almost never late. I have this fear of things going horribly wrong if I am late - even for the school run, where they're quite relaxed if you're a few minutes late, I'm always 20 minutes early. As for classes and social events, I am always desperately worried that I'm going to miss something, and what if it's something really important?!!

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author Emilie Leeks,

Listening through our children's tears and other big feelings, rather than shushing, distracting or fixing things to get them to stop, feels quite alien at first for many of us. But once we have gained an understanding that expressing big emotions helps to 'clear the air' - to get us back to clear thinking and joyful living - there's no going back.

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author Emilie Leeks,

deserve to be here in this world, and that we have a right to be loved and cared for by others. In short, we love ourselves. But gradually we lose this sense of our 'right' to be here, of our self love, and when we talk to ourselves it is with a negative inner voice, that points out to us all that we are doing wrong, all that we are that is not good enough. So our listener brings us back to that inner voice, becomes that inner voice - that voice that quietly whispers through their mere presence that we are worth it, that we are good, that we are enough just as we are.

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