Don’t doubt, don’t forget

May 15, 2015 by

Tell me you love every minute of being a parent and I’ll call you a liar.

People love to say that to young parents, don’t they? “Enjoy every minute; they grow up so fast.” That sounds nice, but it’s not sustainable. Because sometimes, parenthood isn’t a skip through flowering fields; it’s a slog through muddy waters.

“I don’t love you anymore.” The words sting in my ears and in my chest as they leave my daughter’s mouth. I know she’s just asserting her newly-minted four-year-oldness, but that’s hardly consolation.

“I love my Nana, not you.”

Ouch. She must really be mad at me.

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Summer’s silver lining

May 1, 2015 by

I have to admit I’ve been dreading summer coming just a bit. Sunshine, warm weather…I must be nuts for not wanting all of that, right?

But I’m apprehensive about our summer routine, and how we will make it work. This will be our first summer following a year at school, and I’d gotten used to the albeit short break in the middle of the day while my daughter attended preschool. I found myself fretting how I was going to find that time in my days during the summer months to fit in all the work that I typically cram into my afternoons while my daughter is at school. We work hard to set boundaries at home to show our daughter that things do have to happen around the house that don’t involve her, and that these things need to happen even when she’s in the house, but the truth is my daughter’s personality is such that she just doesn’t play for long on her own; she needs fairly constant interaction with someone – usually me – all day long. It took me a long time to come to the realization that her constant need for others was part of her character and not a product of over-coddling as a stay at home parent; it’s simply a fact that as much as her mother is an introvert, my daughter is an extrovert, through and through. In any case, being home with her all day every day fares well for lots of play but not a ton of work.

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My clean-out-my-wallet shopping “spree”

Apr 3, 2015 by

Two weeks ago, my daughter and I were playing around in the car while in the school drop off line, fiddling with my wallet and the pockets on my jacket and we discovered a movie ticket stub from 2005. That made me realize two things: 1.) that I haven’t washed that jacket in ten years (ewwwwww), and 2.) that clearly I like my clothes to last.

On one income, there isn’t a line built into our budget for new clothes. We pretty much wait until something wears out and are forced to replace it before spending the money; let’s be honest, we have preschooler who needs a new wardrobe every season because of her growth, so if we’re going to allocate any money to clothing, it has to go to her.

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Out like a…

Mar 20, 2015 by

It’s that time of year again where I’ve started to plan my daughter’s fourth birthday party. Scratch that; I’d actually started planning it the day after her third birthday party, but that’s just semantics. Regardless, as she approaches four years old, I can’t help but feel more than ready to put three behind us. Three Years Old was quite a challenge for us all. You got to follow along through my blog posts as I documented the ups and downs from week to week. Somehow I’ve made it 10.5 months into age three without any gray hair, which I’ll take as a solid victory because let me tell you, I should probably be stark white like my grandmother right now if the Three Year Old stress showed itself in my hair color. Either that or I should be bald from tearing my hair out. Small miracles.

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These little things

Mar 6, 2015 by

My daughter was never a thumb sucker. She never really favored one stuffed toy or a blanket to carry around a lovey. A couple of the things that I perceive as classic kid moves, just didn’t catch on with my daughter.

She does, however, have her own little habits. She may not have had a lovey, but there was an entire year where she wore a tutu nearly every day. She’d pull the thing on no matter where we were headed or what we were doing. She wore it right up through the day of her preschool orientation, then more or less dropped the habit when she started school. I can now count on one hand how many times she’s worn it out in public in the last eight months, though she does request it on some days. She’s still not ready to let it go completely and it’s still in heavy rotation when she plays dress up.

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