Hope you mamas all had a beautiful Mother’s day.
Mine was quite nice.
It started off with a few pouts and some arguing…
No, it wasn’t me this time!
But my girls pulled it together and we grabbed Nana and had a nice brunch after church.
The hubby made a lovely dinner and a good time was had by all.
Who do I have to pay to change every day to Mother’s day?
You know that feeling you get when you hear that sound?
The loud crash or bang…
and then silence…
Then someone yelling “MOM!”
You’re moving quickly but all the while hoping that you’re running for no good reason.
Then you get there and someone is holding a part of their body and sometimes there’s no sound, no crying…just silence.
I think I’d rather the crying.
But while one of them explains in a panicked voice what happened…
Usually something they know they shouldn’t be doing…
All you can think to yourself is…I just want to hold you and shake the (fill in the blank) out of you right now.
You check for lumps, bumps, bleeding or signs of a concussion or broken bones.
The relief that comes from knowing that they’re okay is quickly followed by wanting to knock their heads together for being so foolish.
But of course, you’re just happy that they’re okay.
Ya…that’s the feeling.
A new year!
We’re so blessed to see a new one.
Another year to watch our children grow into who they are supposed to become.
Another year to grow with them and figure out who we are as parents.
Another year to make mistakes and learn from them.
Another year to check our social media accounts and realize that we’re horrible parents compared to other people.
Another year to forget to pay for the pizza lunches or field trips.
Another year to miss the school council meeting or bring in store bought baked goods when everyone else baked from scratch.
Another year to feel guilty and wonder why you ever thought you could be a parent.
Another year to stay awake nights worrying about your kids for one reason or another.
Another year to remind them that money doesn’t grow on trees.
Another year to say things like “because I SAID so!” and “don’t make me say it twice!”
Another year to pray for them to successfully navigate this thing called LIFE.
Another year to love them unconditionally.
Happy New Year!
Love your family
Enjoy the day
Count your blessings
Laugh a lot
Take a nap
Wear loose clothing
Watch corny Christmas shows
Don’t get stressed by minor details
Take quick moments for yourself
Enjoy the day
And don’t forget to DRINK WINE
Haven’t blogged in a while. Life just happens and sometimes when you finally take a moment, you realize how much time has passed. Many times we’re so busy worrying, planning, parenting and trying to be a responsible adult, that we literally “live our lives away”.
Forgetting to take a breath and do something that we enjoy. It’s easy to preach self-care, but not always easy to do. At least not as often as we really should.
I grew up as an only child. My friends took the place of the siblings I didnt have growing up. So I sometimes have a hard time understanding how my kids can love each other one minute and fight like crazy people one second later. How can one blue pencil cause screaming and tears, when there are literally 40 other pencils in their school supply cabinet?
How does a discussion about what TV show to watch turn into one kid stomping upstairs and slamming her door ( Ummm…excuse me? Unless you pay the mortgage…you have NO door slamming privileges). By the way, there’s a TV upstairs too.
I’ve been told time and again that this is normal. But sometimes I wonder if I’m doing something wrong. Some days I try to find the lesson in every situation and talk to them about the importance of love and respect for each other. To which I receive the blank stare. Ugh… other times I just want to lock them in their rooms until they’re old enough to move out.
Is that wrong???
So this year Diva Girl has her first locker. Silly me…I thought this was exciting. She, on the other hand, was horrified. The thought of having to memorize a lock combo was not her idea of fun. My solution was to take her with me so she could choose her own lock. There’s definitely way more selection than when I was a kid. Then I told her to practice her combo over the weekend until she felt comfortable. But she was still a bit nervous because 2 kids at school had already forgotten their combos on the 1st day. So she practiced diligently until she had the combo memorized. To be safe we made a copy and put it in Baby Girl’s backpack. She is not yet part of the elite locker crowd.
Diva Girl had a great day, the lock situation was handled. She was so happy when she came home.
Diva: “Mom I did it! I remembered my combination today.”
Me: “That’s great!”
Diva: “I had no problems. Look!” she was very proud and takes the lock out of her bag to show me.
Me: “Uh…you’re supposed to leave the lock at school!”
I’m still laughing…