Well, its official I have lost 10 pounds! I sit here typing to you at my kitchen table and it is so sticky that my palm keeps getting stuck to the edge of my table. I am guessing it is Jelly, from my little one who eats about 3 peanut butter and jelly sandwich’s a day, oh well!? It is overcast here today with a chance of rain and I love the way it smells outside. The mountains are barely visible due to a couple clouds who just got tired of holding themselves up, so they fell. The sky around me looks as if it could break down any minute and shower us with tears of expectation.
Yesterday we spent the day at my oldest girls track meet. We had loaded up lunches, slathered on sunscreen and in the craziness of it all I forgot to give my little guy breakfast. So like the perfect parent I am, he had a bag of goldfish and a fruit punch Gatorade. I know I know preservatives and red dyes are all in that stuff. Which if you find sensitivities to those things then by all means do what’s necessary and I think that is great, but in my case I read the book “what you don’t know could be killing you” and came to the conclusion that everything is killing me. If I am honest though sometimes it’s the crazy expectations on moms to be perfect parents that is truly killing people. I gave up on trying to be what peoples idea of the perfect mom is years ago and so far so good! Though sometimes I will get a glare or two when my youngest boy pee’s on the tire. I have Jon to thank for that. Watching a dad with his boy is a hilarious thing and for some reason peeing on the tire seems to be a right of passage, seeing the smile on Jon’s face when it happens makes it all worth it.
Much love to all of you can afford to give them only organic, use no preservatives in everything, hand wash all your clothes, make your own wipes, clean the house with lemon juice, sew, can all your food and recycle your toilet paper (that last one was a joke) I tried to do several of those things and ended up with a funny smelling house, really ugly pillows and nasty tasting food. I love it when I see someone who excels in those areas. Good for you, as long as you stay upbeat towards those of us who don’t.
I will share a couple of my hilarious parenting secrets with you-
I turn the clocks an hour ahead at least twice a month so that bed time comes earlier. (this works better in the winter due to the fact that it gets darker sooner)
I hide my delicious treats from Costco in a Safeway bag in the freezer, so they can’t see them and enjoy my little chocolate covered bananas after they are in bed.
I relish going to the movies by myself, simply because I don’t have to share my pop or popcorn with anyone.
In my quest to be alone, talk about birthday gifts or just have an adult conversation, I have locked myself in my car and watched them play around me while I am on the phone. This happened yesterday while on the phone with my mom. I was in there talking to her for about 5 min when I blurted out loud, “I have been found!” We had a good laugh.
Maybe some of these things sound selfish to you but I think they happen simply because of how unselfish parenting is. Don’t worry, I promise not to address parenting in every blog I write but sometimes I want to yell to moms, “Settle down!” Put down the good housekeeping magazine, lay down the vacuum and go eat some gushers. Those things are delicious and after having a package I now see why kids want them! By all means I am not saying to give them only junk food and not make healthy choices. I am saying that some of us can become so obsessed with what we think the perfect parent should be doing, that we miss the fun of being a parent all together.
All I am saying is give yourself a break, a hug or even a pat on the back. You are raising human beings for goodness sake! I think that deserves a Kit Kat! Don’t you? I see so many of you walking around the grocery store with little ones in a daze and if I could I would hug you and tell you to keep up the good work! I am moving into a different season now but I will never forget the crazy, tiring, exhausting, beautiful, constant, delirious and hilarious days with little ones. Just wanted to stop and tell you that what you do matters and every time you change a diaper, wipe a booger, nurse a fever, kiss a boo boo, hide in the car, fill a bottle or make a snack, God see’s your loving work and whispers, “Thank you!”
As I was sitting here my oldest and middle girls just got in a fight, this is how it went down. Middle came up stairs in my oldest socks. Oldest got mad and said, “Stop using my socks!” Middle says, “Why can’t I wear them?” Oldest proclaims, “Because they are mine!” It grows scary quiet in the room and my oldest has disappeared. A couple minutes later my oldest appears from downstairs wearing my middles favorite fluorescent shirt with a pleased smile on her face. My middle child blurts out, “Hey that’s my shirt,” to which the oldest replies, “Yep and those are my socks!” This is when I butt in with all my infinite wisdom, “Take the shirt and the socks off right now both of you, this is not how we are starting our day!” I have to admit that I wanted to laugh when my oldest walked up the stairs with a look of pure satisfaction, thinking she had made her point. It all ended with a sit down talk and some boundaries being set and of course a few “I am sorry’s.” Mornings like this make me want to yell out, “Good Morning!” : )
“What it’s like to be a parent: It’s one of the hardest things you’ll ever do but in exchange it teaches you the meaning of unconditional love.”