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Because motherhood will never be a perfect science

Season’s Greetings!

Season’s Greetings Everyone!

Hope your holidays have been wonderful so far.

Ours have been filled with plenty of food and family time;

Presents and faces filled with joy;

Playtime and not enough nap time;

Visits and sleepovers;

Fighting siblings, fighting cousins and fighting couples;

Movies for the kids and movies for the adults;

Lots of coffee and lots of wine!!!

Coughs and runny noses;

Tummy aches and tummy viruses;

…and one Chuck e Cheese birthday party!

Wow! That all happened between Dec. 25th and 28th….

At this rate, all I can say is…

Look out New Year…HERE WE COME!

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THE COUNTDOWN

Baby girl gave me the countdown the other day…yes, that’s what I said…the countdown.

It was bath time and she wasn’t in the mood to cooperate with Mommy. So she was running around and causing lots of mischief. Now Baby girl knows when she’s pushing the boundaries and she also knows just how darn cute she is so sometimes she tries to use her adorability factor to try to get away with stuff. She will just throw her head back and laugh as she refuses to put on her PJ’s or she’ll give me the big brown puppy dog eyes when I catch her putting her barrettes in her juice.

But I was tired and it was time for the girls to go to bed, plus Diva girl really wanted a story before she went to sleep so I was trying to factor all that in and make sure they still went to bed at a decent hour.

Sigh…

Well Baby girl wasn’t interested. Now, I had 2 choices…

Yelling.

Firm tone with consequences.

Yelling was my first inclination (yeah I know…bad mommy).

I went with the firm tone just so you know. Then I gave her the countdown.

1-2-3-4…..don’t let me get to 5

This usually works quite well, as the girls know that waiting until 5 is not their best option. Privileges and treats are in jeopardy and the threat of time spent in their room looms over them.

Well, she let me get to 5. Yes, she did. So she was put in her room while I helped Diva girl get ready for bed.

Now that the attention was no longer on her, Baby girl proceeded to wail at the top of her lungs (she was laughing in between so don’t feel too bad). Then she decided she wanted me to come help her get dressed after all, to which I said “When you are ready to listen to Mommy, then I will come back in there…”

The child started counting…

Now Diva girl is staring at me in shock and then she burst out laughing. I told her to stop and she said…

“But Mommy, it’s so funny!” and since I was trying not to laugh myself, I told her to try to laugh quietly so Baby girl didn’t hear us.

One…two….’free’….four….DON’T LET ME GET TO FIVE MOMMY!

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Seasons Change

Sigh…

Another summer nearly over.

Where does the time go?

Maybe it’s because I’m constantly reminded of how fast my children are growing.

Or how quickly they transition through different stages.

That makes me feel so melancholy when the season changes.

Their speech is clear and precise.

Their logic is often very hard to contradict.

They are independent and rebellious.

Their features are changing and the baby fat is quickly disappearing.

My heart seems to skip a beat whenever I look at them and see these things happening.

Diva girl starts grade one in September and Baby girl has one more year of daycare.

I’m not ready for the changes but it doesn’t matter because they happen anyway.

They say things like “Don’t worry mommy!” and “I’m a super big girl now!”

And I think….’Nope, you’re still my babies!’

But Diva girl told me the other day that if I called her ‘baby’ in public I would “totally embarrass” her.

Um….Hello?

I’m her mom. Embarrassing her is part of my job.

But as the fall season approaches and the weather gets eventually a little cooler (not too soon please)

I will give them both all the hugs I can get away with…

I’ll just tell them I’m trying to keep them warm

Little white lies….yup, that’s part of my job too….but only when absolutely necessary!

 

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OMG…WE FOUND THE SNAIL!

Yes…we found the little crusty bugger.

I say crusty, because he ended up in a basket full of clean clothes only to be discovered this morning as I got the kids ready for daycare and summer camp. As I was helping Baby girl put on a pair of socks, out he fell of one of them looking like he had a very adventurous time in the dryer. We all looked down at the same time and all I could think to say was….

‘OMG….WE FOUND THE SNAIL!”

Poor Baby girl was up on the steps refusing to come down until Diva girl took matters into her own hands.

Literally….

She picked up that poor dried out sucker and put him in the garbage. Thank God cuz as clean as he was, I still didn’t want to touch it.

Many questions come to mind now that the snail has departed from his earthly realm. Where had he been all this time? What did he see on his adventures? What lessons did he learn about life?

Ummm….never joy ride in a Maytag???

What….too soon?

The Snail saga is now over.

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JUST CATCHING UP…

Okay…I don’t have much time. Baby girl is getting up soon, and I have to get ready for work!

PSSSSST…..my boss reads this blog!

So anyway, Diva girl will of course not want to get up because she’s tired from her 12 hour job.

Playing non-stop.

What did you think I meant? You know she’s only 6 years old right???

Had a busy weekend, as I’m sure most of you did too.

Baby shower on Saturday as well the kids’ gymnastics.

Birthday party Sunday morning…yes, that’s what I said. Sunday morning gymnastics birthday party for one of the kids in Diva girl’s after-school program. Then it was all about Daddy for Father’s day.

Sigh…

I’m not allowed to complain since I got a really nice lobster dinner (that he made himself) for Mother’s day.

But man…that was a really long time ago and I’m beat!

Oh yeah…next weekend is Baby girl’s birthday and we will be having PRINCESS/SWIM PARTY!

Thank you very much!

Just wanted to let you guys know I’m still around.

Okay, gotta go. My world has just started spinning!

As usual…

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No Pressure

Birthday parties are always a bit stressful.

Not mine of course! That usually just requires a good glass of wine.

But I digress…

Planning your kids’ parties is what I should say…

When they’re babies and toddlers you worry less about them and more about having enough food for all the friends and relatives you’ve invited. But as they get older and begin to make friends of their own and make request as to what kind of party they want, the stress level begins to rise.

As preschoolers, they’d like to invite the entire class; they want 3 flavours of cake and every game and snack imaginable…

Oh, is that just my kid?

Whatever it is as parents we do our best to make their birthdays special; giving them what they ask for as much as we possibly can. But in the long run, the stress is usually self-inflicted (when they’re young, anyway) because kids are so resilient that they can usually make fun out of anything as long as they’re with their friends.

Ummm….is that just my kid again???

So as I get ready today for my daughter’s 6th birthday party (where did the time go?) and feel the pressure rising, I have one very distinctive thought…

It will soon be over

AND THEN I CAN HAVE A GLASS OF WINE!

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THAT’S NOT NICE!

 

What do you do when your child is under attack by another child?

Okay, so attack is a strong word…

But really, when you are teaching your child to respect others and follow the rules and then they come home to tell you that there is a child that picks on them or hits them or is mean to them on almost a daily or weekly basis….WHAT DO YOU DO?

When I was a kid, the choices were simple. My mother would be in the principal’s office before the morning bell rang the very next day. The principal would get an earful about not protecting her daughter, and the teacher would be drilled to the ‘Nth’ degree as to why she would let something like that happen. Then I would be required to take her down the hall or into the playground to show her the culprit and she would give them THE LOOK and that was the extra strength edition that meant “You crossed the line, kid!”

Oh yeah….my mom was that mom!

Diva girl has had run-ins with other kids since her days in daycare which is normal of course, as these little ones start to learn about respecting personal space, sharing and ‘using their words’ to express their feelings. Every incident is upsetting to her and always tugs at my heart. Now that she’s older and in school, it makes me angry and concerned when I hear that another child has hit her or bothered her in some way. Her father and I have both talked to her about choosing kids who play nicely as her friends and speaking up for herself and telling the teacher when she is feeling ‘bullied’.

The thing with my kid is….everyone wants to be her friend!

The Good, the Bad and the Bully!!!!!  (Thought I was gonna say something else, huh?)

Diva girl has always been a part of the group. Her group has always consisted of mostly boys and maybe one or two other girls. But she has always played hard and fast in the playground. The running joke in her daycare was that she needed her own incident report journal because there was never a week (and sometimes day) where myself or her father didn’t have to initial the page that detailed the accident she had while she was outside. When I’d ask her what happened, it usually started out with “I was running and…”

So she’s always played with lots of boys and they love playing with her because she can run as fast as they can and she is not afraid to climb, jump or roll as high or hard.

Sigh…doesn’t help the laundry situation, let me tell ya!

But being part of this group also leaves her a target to some aggressive behaviour and tough as she may sound, she is a very kind person and she’s not a fighter…AT ALL.  She can talk back like nobody’s business and she will not back down from an argument, but she also has not grasped the concept of defending herself from kids that forget to ‘keep their hands to themselves’. In daycare and school she has been taught to work through conflict with words and peaceful alternatives. Okay, I get that…and as her parents, we have always taught her to respect others.

But I’m her mom and when some kid walks up to her and punches her in the stomach or tries to bite  her….????

Ummm…..a hug or a high five isn’t really what’s crossed my mind.

Know what I mean?

 

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ARE YOU TALKING TO ME?

It’s been a while and so I thought that this blog would be an update on my two crazy kids and what they’ve been up to and just how crazy I’ve been driven. Until I opened the March edition of Today’s Parent magazine!

There were 2 pieces that I am almost certain were written just for me! I tell you the editor and writers of this magazine must know me or something. The fact that this month’s edition focused on getting organized spoke to me of course, because organization is NOT one of my strong points, no matter how hard I try.

The ‘Letter from Karine’ was the first piece I read and it basically outlines how Karine Ewart  has always thought of herself as an organized person but after becoming a mother, she recognizes that what she is really good at is making lists of all the things she is going to do one day when she actually has the time!

Oh man….I actually almost yelled out ‘AMEN!’

I think I was on cloud nine for a while as I basked in the knowledge that there are other women out there who, although have good intentions, cannot get as organized as they would like.

The next article that I am pretty sure is based on my life has nothing to do with organization.

Okay, listen to the title. Seriously, once you read it you’ll know why I am taping this article to my bedroom wall….

“RAISING A DRAMA QUEEN”

I mean come on!!!

Has this writer met my soon to be six year old???

I was practically clutching the pages of the magazine as I read the experiences this mother (Kristine Woudstra) has had with her daughter. I used to think that Diva girl somehow became dramatic around 4 years old, but really, when I think about her personality and even the day she was born, I realize drama was always a part of her being. She is the life of the party, she is a whirlwind, a continuously moving force; the concept of relaxing to her is almost horrifying. When I’ve had enough noise and chaos, I’ll tell her to sit down for a few minutes and find something quiet to do and she looks at me as if I’m speaking a foreign language. The smallest (and I mean smallest) infraction can send her into a gigantic emotional meltdown. Her famous line (now being copied by her sister) is “Mommy, I just can’t stop crying!” This usually lasts until I tell her that if she’s that upset, she must need a nap and then as if by magic the tears are all but dried up.

Thank you Houdini…

But as dramatic as she is, just as the writer of this article says, she is a lot of fun; the one that everyone wants to know. Other parents will say “Oh she’s your daughter?” This is usually because their kids go home every day talking about her and her antics.

So, I guess I should say thank you to the staff of Today’s Parent for thinking of me when they wrote this month’s articles.

That sounds conceited doesn’t it?

Well, you guys already know I’m not perfect!

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CALL ME CRAZY…

Does anyone else have a five and half year old daughter who you are almost certain is older than you first thought? I mean seriously…the girl has got to be a pre-teen in some alternate universe! When you have to endure pouting, folded arms, stomping, crying and the constant rendition of “that’s not fair!” almost every morning, it’s easy to accept one thing….

The child is crazy!

Okay, fine. But if she’s not, she’s about to make me crazy! I yell, I don’t yell. I bribe, threaten and cajole my way through every morning just trying to get us all ready for school, daycare and work and I tell you, every day is a new challenge. I’ve given her the ‘look’ so many times that the child just stops and LOOKS RIGHT BACK!

Oh yes she does!

She challenges me at every turn. She talks back right up to the point when she can see the steam rising from my ears and then she changes tactics and gives me the biggest hug. Just when I’m ready to pack her bags and send her over to her beloved Nana’s house until she’s 21, she’ll turn around and tell me she loves me.

Ooooh….that just makes me crazy!!!

Sigh…

When she’s feeling especially stubborn, she won’t move until I am beyond angry and then she’ll run to avoid the chaos that is her mother after reaching my boiling point. Then she cries like her heart is breaking because I have chastised and disciplined her for her behaviour.

Ugh…I’m a monster.

But on the occasions when Diva girl is being my happy, go-lucky daughter, she will help me with her little sister. She puts on her boots and zips up her coat. She will speak sternly to Baby girl, if she isn’t cooperating and it’s cute and comforting to see. She’s bossy and sweet all at once, even when her sister doesn’t like it.

Peace and tranquility…

Then they start fighting and pushing and yelling and crying and then here comes “that’s not fair!”

Oooohhhh….it makes me so crazy!

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TIME

Baby girl is growing and changing every day. She’s now 2 ½ years old and her vocabulary seems to be expanding at a tremendous rate. I love watching her change and it amazes me at how much she picks up from her big sister. But at the same time I can’t help but feel a slight twinge of melancholy when I realize that soon her baby talk will be all gone.

She still can’t pronounce the ‘s’ on certain words. So snow sounds like ‘no’ and snake sounds like ‘nake’ and store sounds like ‘tore’ and I must admit I love that stuff! As much as I can’t wait for the potty training stage to be over, I’m sad because it’s just another reminder that time certainly doesn’t stand still.

She has started singing about anything and everything. From drinking her milk, to using the potty; from watching her sister get into trouble to watching Dora the Explorer. Everything has become a song and she sings it as if she is rehearsing for her break out concert.

I can’t help but feel emotional at times, just watching her discover and explore and run to keep up with her big sister. Sometimes she’ll catch me watching her and actually wave or give me a thumbs up. She’s even started winking at me!

This kid is seriously cute!

I also have the chance to recapture brief glimpses of when Diva girl was this age and in my mind I can compare the things they do and it’s great to find the parallels in their behaviour and also the contradictions that emphasize their personality.

I still get my hugs and kisses, but I know that soon I will have to beg for them and I’m not ready.

So I’m going to have to enjoy these moments along with the ones that totally stress me out. I’ve started sending up a quick prayer of thanks for even those moments that make me crazy. When you think about it, it’s all part of motherhood and wishing those times away is like giving away moments in your child’s life as well as yours.

I know you parents out there with kids currently in the teenage stage are rolling your eyes right now huh?

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