supermomdoesntlivehere

Because motherhood will never be a perfect science

Back to School 2017

Back to school is right around the corner and the kids are so excited. 

Hahaha….

Ya right. They’re filled with dread. Homework, rules, structure, homework…

Parents are happy though, right? Of course!

Fighting to get the kids in bed on time. Fighting to get them up on time. Yelling to get them out of the house on time. Making lunches every day. Asking them why they didn’t eat the lunch you made. 

Homework

Homework 

Homework  

Let’s hear it for back to school!

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In between 

Two weeks of summer break left and I feel as if I never even got started. I finally have a week off…the last week of the kids break. It’s not ideal but at least it’s something…I guess. As I sit here on a bench at the Waterpark while the girls run wild with their dad and their cousins it hits me once again how much I long to stay home with them. Find some type of career that will allow me to spend more quality time with them and also work towards my own goals. The sun is warm and I feel at peace amongst the chaos of all these families trying to squeeze in the last bit of summer fun. I wonder if I’m broken somehow.  I want to find a fulfilling job outside of the corporate world while still providing a sufficient contribution to the family finances but I have absolutely no idea how to go about it and there are times when I’m too scared to make a move. This ‘in between’ feeling is brutal. Fear of failure holding me back once again while I tell my children not to be afraid to try new things.

Hmmm…

Something’s gotta give.

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Have You Ever…

Have you ever wanted to just quit your job?

When I was without children I would never have stayed at a job I didn’t like. But now with 2 kids and a new home, I feel stuck. Not because of them but because it feels selfish to leave a job I’ve had for 11 years with no real backup plan. The hubby says “if you’re that unhappy just leave…we’ll figure it out” but I still can’t do it.  I’m trapped in my own “what if” nightmare. What if one of us gets sick? What if we have an emergency?  What if he loses his job? What if interest rates go up (they are by the way)? The “what ifs” are killing me. But what is more painful is the massive ball of misery pressing on my chest each morning as I sit in front of my computer and try to sort through my priorities for the day.  But who am I to be so ungrateful?  I have a job right? Why should I pray for a handsome package and some time off? How lazy am I? Then I look at how fast my kids are growing up  and wonder if it’s ok to be just a little bit selfish if it meant more quality time with them.

Just wondering  when I should be sleeping…

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Baby Girl’s birthday 

Another birthday has come and gone. Baby girl is now seven years old. Say what now?I guess I really shouldn’t be calling her ‘baby’ but I don’t care…she’s still my little one. I have no more toddlers following me around the house, hugging me with sticky fingers and giving me wet kisses. I look at her and see a blend of the young lady she is becoming and the toddler she once was. Sharp wit in a child that still wants uppies in the morning. She’s a momma’s girl and I’m Ok with that. I’m not ready to let go. I’m still allowed to kiss her in public for goodness sake. I’ve got to milk this thing for all its worth! 

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Soccer mom newbie 

I don’t think I’m cut out to be a soccer mom. I don’t get why my daughter has to be out 3 nights a week to practice plus a game every Saturday. Yes, she’s in rep soccer,  but these are kids not professional athletes. Yes, she’s developing her skills and she had already outgrown the recreational league…but did I mention these are just kids? I love watching her play. I can’t believe this natural athlete came from my body. I was probably the least athletic of any of my friends. Not a fast runner or any type of sports phenom. Unless you count reading as a sport. So I thoroughly enjoy seeing the Soccer Diva race across the field to score and take on girls twice her size without fear or forethought. I am amazed by her. But I’m also her mother and I see when she’s pretending to be okay after being knocked down by that girl bigger than her because the only thing she can do to stop her is knock my baby down. I see the exhaustion as she drops her gear at the door and I help her up the stairs and into the shower. At those times I wonder if this is worth it. She’s always been one to play hard and competition is second nature to her. So she is always sore and tired when she gets home. But is that normal?  Is it okay? I question myself regularly. But she loves it. Everything. Practice and the games. She wants to be a professional soccer player. She wants to play in the Olympics. Her  father tells me she’s fine and her body will adjust but should we really be waiting for these children to adjust to schedules many of us probably couldn’t handle?  I talk to her regularly and let her know that if she ever feels that this is something she no longer wants to do she only has to come to me and that will be that,  no matter what anyone (including Daddy) has to say. But so far she loves it and I’ve left it at that but I’m keeping a close eye on her.

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Hello Puberty…

Hello Puberty…

GET LOST!

Yours truly,

Mother of a pre-teen 

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Slow as Molasses

Whoever came up with this saying didn’t know Baby girl. The word slow is an understatement to put it mildly. This child has no care to rush for ANYTHING. Picture the mornings…it hurts me to think of it especially since it’s only Monday.  The child will tell me 3 stories and show me 2 boo boos, explain why she hasn’t yet brushed her teeth and tattle tale on her sister each morning to use up at least a good 20 minutes of each morning. It’s enough to make me want to pull my hair out. Only when I’m on the verge of a total momma meltdown will she speed up from a slow walk to a quaint skip. The crazy thing is that it truly is a part of her make up. Or maybe that’s what I tell myself so I don’t send her packing  (to Nana’s house of course ). But even the way she was born was slow…I wouldn’t dilate! The OB-GYN was baffled since my first delivery was literally 5 hours including labour and the birth  (totally not bragging); and even though it was still a relatively short labour (6 1/2 hours), it should have been my first clue that this child had her own internal schedule.

But I’m not the only one that sees it. Her nickname in her kindergarten after school program was ‘slowpoke’ (only her favourite program director called her that). When she was leaving kindergarten and transferring schools in grade one, her kindergarten teacher gave her the book ‘The Tortoise and the Hare”. See what I mean?

But as slow as she can be some days she is also very much like that tortoise in the book…very determined. Whether it’s early potty training, progressing to chapter books, learning to jump rope or drive her mother crazy; that child never waivers…she takes it slow.

Slow as molasses.

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Another Mother’s Day 

Here’s to hoping you all had a wonderful Mother’s day or you made it a special day for any mother figures in your life.

I love the breakfast  (not in bed) and the handmade crafts and cards that say “You’re the Best Mom Ever!” I love the extra hugs and kisses and being able to sit for five minutes and feel like a queen.

Yup…

Before the sibling quarrels kick in and the hubby is cranky from “slaving over a hot stove” and mom duties must be resumed…

Sigh…

I vote for Mother’s WEEK. One day just isn’t enough. 

Who’s with me?

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Finally…but not quite

You know the excitement you feel when the kids are finally in bed and you actually have a chance to do something for yourself?

Read that book

Write that story

Watch that movie

Call that friend

Then you wake up at 3:30 in the morning and realize you fell asleep on the couch as soon as you sat down.

I think that’s known as an ‘epic fail’…

…or motherhood. 

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The Diva…

The Diva had her 10th birthday recently. 

“Mommy, am I close to being a teen now?”

“Nope, you’re far away. Far, far away from being a teen.”

What?

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