8 Things All Moms Know To Be True

Jan 16, 2015 by

There was a time that you thought it was just you.  It was only your kids who behaved this way or these things only happened to you. Then you started talking to other moms and you realized these truths were universal. Don’t ask why…they just are.

shoes

As soon as you buy a pair of shoes, their feet are guaranteed to grow. It’s inevitable, every time I buy my son a pair of shoes, two weeks later he comes home complaining that they are too tight.  It doesn’t matter that he was measured and professionally fitted for the sneakers or shoes, or that we left “room to grow in the toe.”

polite kid

Your kids behave better for other people than they do for you. “Your son is so polite! He is such a pleasure!” While I love hearing that from other people, I wish he would demonstrate those same qualities at home as often as he does outside the home.

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10 Things that Defined My Role as a Mom (So Far)

Jan 9, 2015 by

My son just turned 12 – this is the final year before I’m the parent of a teenager. If that’s not a wake-up call, I don’t know what is. Every year, on the morning of his birthday, we have a big breakfast of his choosing – usually some sort of chocolate chip-studded pancake – this year it was a little more sophisticated (apple pancakes with caramel sauce), which was completely befitting of his late-tween status.  While my mom (who is the most amazing cook in the world), was whipping up the aforementioned pancakes, my husband created a birthday placemat with a picture of our son as a baby juxtaposed with a current photo.  I cried. How could this little baby have grown up so fast?  It happens right before your eyes and you don’t even see it. Maybe that’s a good thing, because if parents were aware of how quickly their kids grew up and away from them, they would probably hold on that much tighter.  That’s the thing about being a mom or a dad, your job is to raise your children to leave you and it happens slowly from the moment they are born. Along the way, you learn a whole lot about yourself – and I can guarantee you won’t always like what you see. There are, however, moments throughout the journey, equally good and not-so-great, that have defined my role as a parent…here are my top 10.

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Motherhood: the Good, the Gross, and Everything in Between

Jan 6, 2015 by

Last night I was in full-blown Super Mom mode, multi-tasking like a pro.  Seriously, you should have seen me: feeding the baby, playing with my three-year old, changing diapers, preparing clothes and food for the next day, all while cooking a New Year’s resolution-inspired healthy dinner for Hub and me.  Then in a second it all changed.

 The baby started crying, I picked him up and…

 Explosive diarrhea.  Projectile vomit.  EVERYWHERE.

I stood there in shock for a moment, dripping from head to toe in puke (not even an exaggeration; I have never seen so much bodily fluid come out of someone so tiny).  I looked down at him and he looked up at me.  He looked so scared, so I just held him to my chest as he grasped my soaked shirt.  I held him tight, kissed his wet hair and sticky cheek and promised him he was alright.  Mommy’s here, everything is ok baby.  In that brief, vomit-drenched moment, making him feel safe was all that mattered.  Shhh my baby boy, I got you….shhh.

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It came without ribbons. It came without tags.

Dec 31, 2014 by

It came without packages, boxes or bags.

Last Christmas I was 8 months pregnant, Jack was 2 ½ and Christmas was pure chaos.  I was a swollen, miserable, waddling pregnant lady, and Jack was an over-stimulated, overwhelmed toddler which did not combine well.  My son had so many gifts that he stopped looking at them. He ripped open each one in a flurry, threw it aside, and then “next!”, on to another.  When he started opening other peoples’ gifts and was reprimanded, he burst into tears.  It was all just too much for him.

This year, with the addition of a new little family member in the mix, had the potential to be even more chaotic.  So I made a concerted effort to have a (relatively) low-key holiday.  I made some changes: Christmas Eve was going to be a calm, relaxing evening with just the immediate family.  Both boys went to bed at a normal time.  Santa filled the boys’ stockings and left each of them just a couple of presents.  We opened gifts s l o w l y.  Then family came over and we opened more presents – continually stressing the fact that everyone got a turn to open presents.  Not just Jack.  Although we had to remind him frequently, he complied.  There was no loss of control; no tears.

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Homework Hell

Dec 11, 2014 by

My son, now in 6th grade, has had homework since Kindergarten.  That’s right, nearly every day for more than six years he’s come home with assignments.  They started out pretty simple, coloring a picture, or writing a caption for a drawing – not so bad, except when your kid really wants to be playing outdoors after school and not sitting inside doing more schoolwork.

These days, homework comes with higher stakes – each work sheet, essay, or list of vocabulary word definitions is graded and becomes part of his final grade.  Sometimes he has homework in three or four subjects every night and it may take up to two hours to complete.  This is in addition to a long school day.  By the time he finishes his homework, it’s already dark outside- not exactly time to play outdoors.  And we wonder why there’s an obesity problem in our nation.

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