You know you are a parent/mom when:
* You have uttered the words, "Get your finger out of your brother's ear!" and can say it with a serious look on your face.
* Half way to the grocery store you find yourself singing along to the CD and the song is The Ants Go Marching...but there are no children with you.
* You roll over at night to find Woody is in your bed. No, not a slang comment related to your husband's parts. No, he is a little cowboy with terribly pointy arms and legs that jab your thigh in the middle of the night. Suppose making the bed each day would make the hiding spot harder to access?
* When you have a moment alone in the bathroom, you find yourself reading Elmo's First Babysitter wondering how it is going to turn out.
* When shopping for clothes, you choose clothing that will hide chocolate finger prints, keep your boobs covered during a toddler tantrum, and are on sale.
* Your ideal Saturday night activity is going to the Science Center where the kids can be entertained with little effort on your part. While there, you assess that this activity is way better than hanging out at the bars like you used to.
I will be back with more on another day but must go to bed. My alarms do not have a snooze button.
Thursday, March 29, 2007
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Oh What a Day!
This has been a great day. Really and truly. I'm not being sarcastic.
For starters, it was sunny and 72 degrees and who can be grouchy on a day like that. It has been a long winter and the taste of spring was wonderful. The morning was smooth. Evan off to school, complete with snack and his reading cutouts for the Book-it program. Aubrey and I went shopping and got some good deals and an Easter dress. We came home, the kids went outside and played for an hour. Lunch, naps, back outside, dinner, bath, snack and bed. Lovely. Wonderful day.
It really all hit me while I was cooking dinner. I cried while cooking. And not because the recipe was failing, or kids were pulling at my legs. Nope. I was listening to the radio and the Rascal Flatts song, My Wish came on. Ever heard it? It is a wonderful song and beautifully says what I want for my children. Chuck was out back with the kids playing in the yard and I had been out there a few minutes earlier doing the same. As I turned the chicken and opened a can of corn (no, Martha Stewart I am not) it hit me how truly blessed I am. I have a wonderful husband and 2 beautiful, healthy children. There are many people in this world that would love to have what we do. We have our families close and they are supportive and helpful and loving. We have enough. We have food on the table, a roof over our heads, hands to do what needs done and bodies to move us through life.
Why did this all hit me today? As I was outside, raking leaves, cleaning up dog poop, and playing with the kids, I thought back to last summer. Everything I did today was too much for me to do last year. Granted the kids were more demanding last year at this time, but really, it was my stomach issues that didn't allow me to do what I wanted to do. The thought of taking the kids outside overwhelmed me last year. Physically, I just couldn't keep up. Yard work was way beyond me. This year, while all my issues are not solved, I feel 100 times better on any given day than last year. I know there are people who have bigger health issues than I do, but today I was really reminded to appreciate all that I have, while I have it.
Today was a good day.
For starters, it was sunny and 72 degrees and who can be grouchy on a day like that. It has been a long winter and the taste of spring was wonderful. The morning was smooth. Evan off to school, complete with snack and his reading cutouts for the Book-it program. Aubrey and I went shopping and got some good deals and an Easter dress. We came home, the kids went outside and played for an hour. Lunch, naps, back outside, dinner, bath, snack and bed. Lovely. Wonderful day.
It really all hit me while I was cooking dinner. I cried while cooking. And not because the recipe was failing, or kids were pulling at my legs. Nope. I was listening to the radio and the Rascal Flatts song, My Wish came on. Ever heard it? It is a wonderful song and beautifully says what I want for my children. Chuck was out back with the kids playing in the yard and I had been out there a few minutes earlier doing the same. As I turned the chicken and opened a can of corn (no, Martha Stewart I am not) it hit me how truly blessed I am. I have a wonderful husband and 2 beautiful, healthy children. There are many people in this world that would love to have what we do. We have our families close and they are supportive and helpful and loving. We have enough. We have food on the table, a roof over our heads, hands to do what needs done and bodies to move us through life.
Why did this all hit me today? As I was outside, raking leaves, cleaning up dog poop, and playing with the kids, I thought back to last summer. Everything I did today was too much for me to do last year. Granted the kids were more demanding last year at this time, but really, it was my stomach issues that didn't allow me to do what I wanted to do. The thought of taking the kids outside overwhelmed me last year. Physically, I just couldn't keep up. Yard work was way beyond me. This year, while all my issues are not solved, I feel 100 times better on any given day than last year. I know there are people who have bigger health issues than I do, but today I was really reminded to appreciate all that I have, while I have it.
Today was a good day.
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