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A Backyard Camping Adventure
So last night, after putting Brogan to bed, Blake tells me he has an idea. He smirks and gives me a look that means you’re probably going to think I’m crazy, but… he wants to take the boys camping in our backyard. My first question was if he just saw the Folgers commercial, to which he answered uh, no. Much to his surprise, I actually thought it was a great idea and I knew Brogan would love it! I immediately recused myself from participation (not that I’m sure I was even invited), since I really enjoy sleeping in my bed and was looking at this outing as a chance for…
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Today was a Good Day
Today was an awesome day. The kind of day that makes you stop and think; to reflect on life and what’s really important. I can count on one hand the number of days I’ve had that have impacted me like today. Today my cousin and her husband brought home their two little boys, Nathaniel (6) and Elijah (3), from Uganda. Today these little boys left a life as orphans to come home to a family that loves them more than they will ever know. Today these boys came to a place where they won’t be hungry, or lonely, or forgotten. Today these little boys started their new life. As I…
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The Rehearsal Dinner
So I must admit, even though my boys are only 1 and 3, I’m already thinking of the stories that will be told at their rehearsal dinners. I’m certainly in no rush for them to grow up, let alone get married! (The thought actually gets me choked up!) But for some reason when they do something really good (and by good, I don’t really mean good) it’s like the contrasting thoughts of I can’t believe you just did that and one day we’ll all laugh at this make me think we’re telling this at your rehearsal dinner! Now Brogan, partly because he’s older and has had more opportunity for precarious…
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Bringing Home a Little Brother
When I found out I was pregnant with my second, I immediately started thinking about how it would impact my first. Little did he know that his whole world was going to be changing. I worried mostly about how he’d react without all the attention. With my world so full of him, I wondered how two would fit and where the sacrifices would be made. So my husband and I tried to be very deliberate about the choices we made when it came to introducing Beckett into our home. The first thing we had to tackle was the new nursery – Beckett was going to use the same crib and…
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Discipline Sucks
Discipline is the worst. Why can’t kids just come out of the womb obeying all the rules? The old adage “it hurts me more than it hurts you” is so true (as a kid I thought this was total BS). It’s such a contradiction – you want to punish kids so they stop their bad behavior, but then you don’t actually want to punish them. Ugghh! Brogan is and has been quite the little button-pusher. The threat of discipline rarely deters him – we actually have to follow through. Admittedly, my husband is better at this than I am (so while he may be a participant, he is definitely the…
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Why I No Longer Speak in Absolutes
I think I was a much better parent before I had kids. Back then, my kids would never talk back and they would always do as they were told. I would never lose my temper and I would always stand my ground. I had the whole thing figured out. I saw the parents with screaming kids and thought there is no way any child of mine will ever act like that! (As if I would have a magic look that would stop a hysterical 2-year-old in his tracks!) Boy was I wrong about it all. Turns out I have gone back on most everything I said I would never do.…
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The Difference Between Moms and Dads
Let me preface this post with a couple of statements. This is not meant to belittle the role of dads, or to say that dads don’t pull their weight. This is not a rant post or me complaining about all that I have to do. I am sure there are families where my theory does not apply. It is simply an observation of the roles within my home, as well as many of my friends’. But here goes. I realized soon after the birth of my first son that there is a distinct difference in the roles of moms and dads. Sure there are the stereotypical ones about moms being…
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Oh the Humiliation
So I’m pretty sure every parent has one of these. That low point when your kids embarrass you so badly you want to crawl in a hole. There are the minor infractions such as when your child asks the woman with a man’s haircut at the grocery store if she is a boy or a girl. Oh, from the mouths of babes. While quite humiliating, it’s an innocent question that meant no harm from an inquisitive toddler trying to figure out the world around them. But then there are the doozies. The kind that you swore would never, ever, ever happen to you, because somehow you’d be awesome at this…
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The Mommy Job Description
So apparently I never saw the real job description for the mommy position. Sure, I read the baby books that told me I’d feed them, change them and they’d take daily naps. I knew I’d love them unconditionally; I knew I’d laugh when they were silly and wipe away their tears. But somehow, I missed the fine print. I didn’t know that feeding them was not as simple as it sounded. Who knew it was such a pain in the butt to clean bottles? And let’s not even talk about the bottles that get forgotten in the bottom of the diaper bag for a couple days! Oh, feeding them is…
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