Monday, June 16, 2014

Let's be real

Too often the posts on Facebook lead me to believe others live some perfect little life. Because Facebook lets us do that. It lets us post perfect photos of our houses, our kids, us. We can show off our amazing vacation pics and leave status updates about all the amazing things our kids are doing. 

Well, here's an update from a mama that's just keepin' it real:  I just pulled a shoe out of the baby's mouth. I finished the fourth load of laundry prior to leaving the house at 9:15 (because 2 kids had accidents last night and I've been up since the second one at 5:25). By the way, the accidents did not happen at the same time. Nope, we woke up twice. The middle child decided to scream at the top of her lungs on our first stop of the day, so we lasted a whopping 5 minutes in that store. So much for shopping for jeans in person! At least we have online shopping these days. The baby had a 10 minute nap, which I will count as slightly better than no nap. But because she didn't nurse as long as usual and I had my back-up nursing pads on that just don't cut it, my shirt was soaked through. Real attractive. And by now, I have recounted the events leading up to 10am. Oi. 

So next time you feel alone, like you are the only one who doesn't have it together, remember that it's probably a facade.  Because I for sure don't have it all together. You are not alone. 

Thursday, June 5, 2014

Week one of our intentional summer

Okay, so here we go.  It's Thursday and I'm almost at the end of the second week of this intentional summer. I've been slowly writing about week one. I'm going to TWU to document as much as I can. We will see how I do!

Monday was a busy day of running errands, but I'm happy to say that I took a quick break in the afternoon to paint the girls nails.  They each got to pick a color for toes, and for fingers.  Five minutes later, everyone was brightly colored and happy.  They plopped on the couch for a little Strawberry Shortcake show while their nails dried, and I got to make dinner in peace.  It was lovely!

Tuesday.  Well, to be honest, I can't even remember what we did that day!  Ooops.

Wednesday I worked.  But I rocked and nursed Gracie from 7:30-9pm when I got home.  Now that's some solid reconnection time.  I know she won't remember that as she grows, but I'm trying to cherish these times.  They slip by so quickly.  She's already 10 months old!  And for whatever reason, seeing the newborns at work had really made me feel nostalgic that day.  Slow down, sweet girl!  Don't grow so fast!

Thursday was a great day!  Honeygirl got to go to her very first stage play!  Some friends invited her to go along to "Grimm Fairytales" and she was thrilled!  Sounds like she had a great time and behaved herself (phew!).  While she was off with friends and Gracie napped, Sweet Pea and I baked.  



I am horrible about cooking with the kiddos, but today we made muffins together and then enjoyed the fruits of our labor.  We had a great time! After Gracie woke up, we headed to the library to stock up on new stories and sign up for the summer reading program.
By afternoon, Sweet Pea had worn herself right out and actually fell asleep during rest time.  That provided a little bit of time for Honeygirl and I to hang out while both her sisters were sleeping.  She loves those kinds of moments.  She asked if we could look through my jewelry box together.  Normally, I would come up with an excuse and say no, but today I took the bait.  She had a ball looking at what is in there.  And for me, it totally brought me back to my childhood when I used to do the same thing with my grandma.  We would stand at her dresser and I would look at all her "pretties." Grandma's ears were not pierced, but she wore earrings every day.  And some of her clip-ons were rather glamorous.  When she passed away, I requested a few of her earrings.  Trying them on with Honeygirl today was priceless.


Friday.  I took the girls to a consignment sale and a couple garage sales. They love checking out the goods just like I do. A win for everyone! They were super excited about the consignment sale and even got to play with a friend there while I looked around. Plus I scored some Toms for me that were new in the box for $15! Whoop!



They were disappointed they didn't find any amazing treasures in our shopping, though. And were also bummed that we didn't get to go to more garage sales. I hear ya, girlies! Maybe next Friday. :)



Intentional Summer

Summer has officially started at our house.  Last week brought the last day of preschool, as well as the end of year potluck.  Our MOMS group is on summer break.  And the summer reading program at the library has started up.  So whether the calendar says it's summer or not, it has arrived at our house.  On Sunday I got to thinking about summer and it occurred to me that it would be very easy for me to just "survive" each day.  It would make me sad if at the end, I looked back and realized we didn't do anything fun because I was too busy just trying to maintain.  Keeping the house picked up, laundry piles to a minimum, and food on the table seems to be all consuming.  But I don't want it to be that way.  I don't want to merely survive.  I want to thrive.  And have memories of our last summer before Honeygirl starts kindergarden.  I want to be intentional.

So that's my goal this summer.  Be intentional.  And have fun in the midst of the daily mundane.  Some days will hopefully be fun-filled.  I know I won't be working on Mondays or Fridays, so maybe we will go to the zoo, or science museum on some of those days.  And other days will have a little fun sprinkled in amongst all the other things that must happen.  Baking.  Painting.  You know.  But at the end of the summer, I will look back and know that I did my best to make memories with my girlies.

I will be intentional.

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Welcome to the land of Laryngitis


In case anyone was wondering, it's not a good idea to get laryngitis when you have 3 littles who are all 5 and under.  Not that getting laryngitis is ever a good idea.  But it's feeling particularly difficult in this stage of life.  See, I live with some little interrogators.

Mama, why is the sky blue?
Mama, what's for dinner?
Mama, when are we going to have lunch? (asked about 30 minutes after we finished eating lunch)
Mama, what are we going to do today?
Mama, how are shadows made?

Yep, these questions are for real.  And are especially wonderful when said mama's voice is so messed up that the question must be repeated 3 times with some extra "what?," "WHAT? I can't hear you, mama!"'s in there.  Yep.  Pretty great.

Oh, and little miss Gracie has had a cough for what I thought was almost 2 weeks.  And it just isn't getting better.  It's probably fine, but I can feel it rattle under my hands when I put them on her rib cage.  Not good.  Oh, and the more I think about it, that cough has been around for about a month.  Yikes.  So to the the doctor we went.  Poor little miss has an ear infection!  (Not what I was expecting.) We might wait it out, except that we've already waited nearly a month.  Poor baby.  So here we go with her first ever round of medication.  Sticky pink amoxicillin flavored like bubble gum.  She's not so sure she's a fan, but we're getting most of it in.

So here's the reality.
Frozen has become our daily friend.  Yep, my children are watching a feature-length Disney movie every day right now. And singing "Let it Go" as if their lives depended on it like most little girls these days.
Laundry sits piled high on the couch.  Hey, I would like to point out that at least I'm getting it clean - just not yet folded and put away.
Toys litter the floor in all but one room of the house.  (In my room they just line the wall.)
And dinner is of the frozen variety.

Which brings to me to one other thing:  When you are feeling fine, freezing up an extra portion of dinner big enough to feed your family is a fabulous thing!  I do this on a regular basis.  Which means that when I feel like crud, I can at least rely on freezer meals instead of slaving away in the kitchen as I mix up some germ-infested food for my family that I have coughed all over.

So there you go.  A slice of reality right now.  Not pretty, but it's the real stuff. 



Sunday, March 23, 2014

The things they say

Some of Sweet Pea's current vocabulary:

Paginia (Virginia)
Nack-um (napkin- same as her sister!)
Errr (ear)
Fweets (sweets)
I love you even if you get died. 
Fwimming lessons (we have been really practicing the "sssss- wim")
Movie: this is any episode of anything (ie Daniel Tiger, Curious George, etc) that can be found on Netflix 

It seems to me that she has a crazy- advanced vocabulary, so I know it's only a matter of time before she sorts out the pronunciation of these words too. 

(Lest you think my children are all perfect geniuses, let it be known that Sweet Pea can only identify "C" "J" and "M" and none of her numbers. So far, no amount of working with her has changed this. She however, can sing "ABCDEEE".). :)


The things they say

Tonight as I was putting away laundry, I paused outside the door to Honeygirl and Sweet Pea's room. I accidentally made it creak. Immediately I heard Honeygirl say her sister's name in an accusatory voice. Sweet Pea also sounded irritated when she responded, "what?"  A few seconds when by, then I heard, "I love you."  Sweet Pea's audible reply was exactly what I was thinking: "Awww!" 

These are the unexpected moments I love. 


Sunday, March 9, 2014

Birthday Wreath

Back in December,  I was asked to speak at the mom's group I attend again.   A year ago at Christmas I spoke on simple, inexpensive Christmas gifts you could make yourself.  Well, the talk was a hit and they wanted me to give it again, but come up with new ideas.  So I did.  And a lot of my notes can be found HERE.  But several people have asked about my lovely Birthday Wreath.  I got the idea from pinterest and ran with it.

Here's what I did:

I got a straw wreath like this one and left it in the wrapping.



Next I bought a ton of little water balloons and straight pins.  Then I pinned those balloons on like crazy.



I pinned and I pinned.  And I bought some more balloons and pinned some more.  I filled it in until I liked the look of it.



And to be honest, I didn't fill in the sides.  So if my wreath is hanging by the front door for someone's birthday and you aren't looking at it straight on, you will see part of the wreath underneath.



But I'm okay with that.  For a finishing touch, I added a fun "happy birthday" flair that I'm pretty sure I got by the gift bags at Winco.


And that is our birthday wreath!