I should be putting away laundry. I really need to clean the kitchen. The vacuum needs attention. There is an unidentified smell in the family room. But for a moment, I don't care. Right now I'm enjoying a moment. A little stolen moment where I can sit and do nothing. Currently I am … Continue reading Stealing time: Creating a break.
My husband is painfully old-fashioned when it comes to family time. He has all sorts of delusions of grandeur about making high quality memories for our kids. This has translated into the biggest vacation farce of all, camping. A week of camping. Unlike my Tired Not Dead partner in crime, I loved me some … Continue reading Camping: One Big NOPE Part 2-clinical evidence
I have completely given up on the idea of planning. There have been so many instances where I convince myself events will play out in a predictable fashion, only to have that idea explode in my face. Accept that planning is bullcrap. This has never been more true than when it comes to family … Continue reading Want a good laugh? Plan a trip with kids.
All of my children have done it. All three have become inexplicably attached to a piece of fabric. Blankies rule the roost in our home. When blankies are being washed, my children enter a mourning period. God forbid I dry the things too. There are few things worse than a crying baby, especially one … Continue reading I am jealous of a blanky.
Every parent understands the beauty of bedtime. Every parent also understands the frustration of bedtime fails. The following is a short list of ways I have recently woken up my children. Try not to wake up the kids. Think about having sex. Be completely silent. Plan an at home date night. Plan some personal time. … Continue reading Guaranteed ways to wake up the kids.
I want the very best for my children. I want them to be able to achieve whatever goal they will eventually set for their lives. Recently it hit me that I do not care what that goal is, but I want it to include them being good people. The evening before my son's first … Continue reading I just want to raise good humans.
C2 is my middle child. She is 3-years old, fiercely independent, and unpredictable. I am constantly questioning my ability to parent her in a way that encourages self-expression, while keeping the batshit crazy in check. Her freak-flag flies high. Imagination C2 is a kiddo with an ability to turn any situation into an … Continue reading Parenting a Painfully Independent Spirit
I was tired. I desperately needed some extra sleep after being held-over to work until 3am. It was a cool morning and my husband had cracked a window in our bedroom. I was cuddled under a down blanket. My husband had left for work, so the bed was mine. The baby woke … Continue reading Some days I rock the “Mom” title. Today my kids ate 2-pounds of sandwich meat for breakfast while I slept.
Motherhood is hard. If you are anything like me you are likely your biggest critic. I experience constant doubt about my parenting skills. I often wonder just how badly I'm screwing up my kids. There have been multiple moments that I am sure a therapist will hear about in 20-years or so. Adding the critical … Continue reading Cut the Crap: The sanctimommy B.S. needs to stop
I am one of those parents that usually speaks before I think. This results in some super random comments coming out of my mouth. Potty training: "Don't touch the poop!" "No, your vagina and your butthole are not the same thing." "It will not miss you, flush." "It's cool that you can pee with no … Continue reading A list of crap I can’t believe I’ve said: Parenting Edition
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