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Motherhood, From A Fathers Perspective

My wife claims Motherhood is exhausting.

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Well, guess what? I’m exhausted from getting up early to go to work. Every single day I wake up while my wife and kids lay there hogging the entire damn bed. Motherhood isn’t the only thing that is exhausting. Continue reading “Motherhood, From A Fathers Perspective”

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12 Hilarious Father’s Day Gifts

Father’s Day is just around the corner.

Are you ready? Want to get Dad something for Father’s Day that will have him laughing so hard that HE pees his pants? Look no further I’ve got you covered. Continue reading “12 Hilarious Father’s Day Gifts”

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A Letter To My Husband on Father’s Day

With Father’s Day upon us I would like to take a minute to say a little bit about my husband. The father of my children and the most important man in my life.

Dear Husband,

Thank you. I know I do not say this enough. You go to work every day and bust your butt so we can have an amazing life. Thank you for allowing me to be a stay at home mom with our children. Thank you for supporting me and helping me follow my dreams.
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You do so much more than work though. You do all of the hard things that I won’t. Like, clean up vomit. Not only the kids and the dogs but mine too. I don’t even have to ask and for this, I thank you. Thank you for doing all of the gross work.

 
You don’t know how much I appreciate every single back rub. (Yes, I know I ask every single night.) You only give me a few groans but you still do it. After dealing with the kids all day it’s so nice to be spoiled by you. I know you deserve a back rub too, I swear someday I’ll get to it.

Thank you for loving me even though I am not the same woman you met ten years ago. I can no longer fit into those little outfits I used to wear. I have stretch marks that look like a map of the United States. You still love me, you still make me feel beautiful, and you don’t comment when I haven’t shaved my legs in a month. I appreciate that.

 
Thank you for always having my back. When it comes to my parenting methods, my family, your family, or just in general, you always support me. I know I am not the easiest person to deal with and you only sometimes make fun of my awkwardness. For that, I love you even more.

 

I am so in love with how much you love our children. You are the best father in the world and they adore you. (M always pulling your beard and ripping your glasses off is her way of saying, I love you, Daddy.) The kids are crazy all of the time. Where was I going with that? Oh, they are crazy but they love you. Even if you think they don’t show it.

 
Thank you for being patient with me. In all aspects of our marriage. I know you don’t get much you time. Just know that I notice. I don’t give you as much attention and I did before our kids, okay you hardly get any at all. I swear someday I will figure it out.

 
There is so much more I could say but our kids are waking up and ain’t nobody got time for that.
I love you, babycakes!
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Three Tips For A First Time Mom

What Every Second Time Mom Wishes Every First Time Mom Knew.

If you are a mom, then you have been there. The dreaded “first time mom” that everyone jokes about. You are overprotective and over tired. You don’t want anyone to know that you are struggling. With that, you’d rather eat a dirty diaper than hear I told you so.

I was this mom. I didn’t want anyone to think that I couldn’t do this. For some reason I wanted everyone to look at me and think damn, she really has it together. It wasn’t until I gave birth to my second child that I realized I was an idiot.

Now, I know that we all need to make our mistakes as a first time mom. We have to suffer from first time mom syndrome, as I like to call it. Looking back, there are a few things I wish I would have done differently. Not huge regrets, but simple things that could have made me a better mom at times.

Accept Help

Alright, listen here mama. You either just pushed a gigantic baby out of your magical fun box or your stomach was completely sliced through and a baby was pulled out of your body. Yes, you are going to need a bit of help.

I was so neurotic that I wouldn’t let my mom take my son out of the room when it was time for me to get some sleep. I rarely accepted the opportunity to shower. If people offered to come over and help I usually declined.

Why?

First, I had undiagnosed PPD. It was so hard for me to let other people around my child. I felt like every person who came to visit was trying to take my baby from me.

Second, my son was born with small muscular VSD (heart murmur and hole in his heart) I never wanted to leave his side.

Third, I didn’t want anyone to think that I couldn’t do it on my own. I was afraid people would think my husband and I couldn’t handle a baby. That they would go to the hair parlor sipping pink lemonade and whisper, you know she had to have her sister come over and hold that baby just so she could wash her smelly vag and shove food in her face. Back in my day, I showered while holding the baby and cooking dinner at the same time. That happens, I’m sure of it.

So please, accept a little help when you need it. If someone offered to bring you dinner, take it! Your sister wants to clean your house? Let her! It doesn’t make you any less of a mom if you accept help while raising your first child.

Stand Your Ground

Now, this won’t be as long because it’s fairly simple and something I wish I would have done more. I’m going to say it loud and clear so you get it the first time.

DO NOT BE AFRAID TO SAY NO!

There are so many situations that I wish I would have stood my ground. I wish I would have spoken up. I don’t care what the situation is. Don’t want visitors, tell them NO. ( I know it seems condescending with the above advice.) A lot of times you will deeply regret not saying no when you feel you should have. Don’t worry about other people’s feelings. Worry about you and your baby.

Own That Shit.

You are a first time mom. Chances are every little thing will worry you and chances are there will be someone there to laugh at you.

If you feel you need to go to the doctor three days a week because you are sure there is something wrong with your baby who slept two hours longer today. Do it. Don’t let anyone make you feel bad. Be loud and proud.
You WILL suffer from first-time mom syndrome, as it is your right to do so. Don’t feel bad, don’t feel inadequate. If needed use the following phrase, “kiss my ass.”

We all learn as we go. Yes, the rumors are true about what changes when you have your second child. We become some sort of seasoned mom pro. So take my advice new moms, or don’t, I know I wouldn’t have.

What lessons did you learn as a second-time mom? Did you suffer from First Time Mom Syndrome? Tell me in the comments!

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Potty Training Made Easy With “The Potty Fairy”

Potty Training, the exhausting, messy, adventure that all parents know too well.

There are so many different routes you can take when it comes to potty training. The key is finding what works for your little one. Keep in mind no matter how or when you decide to potty train it’s going to give you a headache. There will be accidents, crying, fit throwing, screaming, tantrums on the floor, and that’s just you.

Since Potty training can be so stressful what better way to start the adventure of potty training, than with a little magical fun? We all know there is nothing glamorous about potty training so why not try to make the best of it. Having the right tools on hand is definitely important in starting the journey of kicking diapers to the curb.

Something that worked for my son was always having a couple of good potty training books for him.

Books that explained to him the ups and downs of learning to use the big potty. This gave him something to read while sitting on his potty and he would actually look forward to using the potty so he could read his special books.

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The Potty Fairy is an adorable website that offers a bit of help to your kiddos. With a downloadable book, songs, potty training underwear to a blog on the website with tons of information for parents. The Potty Fairy has it all.

The Potty Fairy is in a way like the tooth fairy, a fun, magical way to help your child’s potty training journey. The potty fairies offer support and fun for your child.

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How To Give Mom The Perfect Mother’s Day

What Mom Really Wants For Mother’s Day


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Mother’s Day. The day that comes around once a year where everyone is obligated to tell Mom how much they love her.

Now, I’m going to be honest, I love Mother’s Day. I love a day that is supposed to celebrate me, a mom. To me, it’s not really about the gifts. (Okay, I won’t lie, I love receiving gifts.) It’s more about the fact that everyone has to try to be nice to me all day long!

I’m going to give you a list of ideas that you can’t fit in a little bag.

  1. Clean The House. I mean REALLY clean the house. Last Mother’s Day, my husband had our carpets professionally cleaned. I’ve never been more turned on. Seriously though, have you ever listened to your wife/mom complain about how she is CONSTANTLY cleaning?

Here’s how you execute this.

Wake up before she does and clean the house. If you are planning on making her breakfast, that’s awesome. I love when other people cook for me. BUT I do not like the mess other people make while cooking. I can’t relax while eating my Mother’s Day breakfast while sitting at the table staring at the mountain of dishes in the sink.
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2. Plan The Day. This is SO important. Don’t make Mom wake up on her special day and then say so, what do you want to do today? Nothing says, I put no thought into this day like asking Mom, on the day of, what she wants to do.

It’s pretty simple actually.

You should know mom better than anyone, and chances are if she’s anything like me she’s dropped some hints about what she wants to do on her special day. So, plan it for her. Does she want to get a pedicure in peace? Call and schedule it for her! Tell her that you have the kids and she has an appointment to go relax. Does she want to do something as a family? Go to brunch? Hike? PLAN IT. Plan a picnic, get ready before the big day! Don’t make her do any of the work.

3. Let Her Use The Bathroom Alone. Every single time. You read that right, one full day of letting mommy pee, poop, and shower all alone. By alone, I don’t mean have the kids standing outside of the door screaming at her. I’m talking quiet, alone, non-rushed, bathroom time. Let her do what dad gets to do every day!

Do you know how often, as a mom, I get to use the bathroom by myself?

Maybe, and I mean maybe once a day. Trust me when I say it’s not easy to poop when you have two kids running around the bathroom, yelling at you, ripping the towels out of the closet. Or when you can hear them screaming for mommy even though you left them with daddy. It’s important to remember to not make mommy feel bad for wanting to wash her hair alone.

4. Tend To The Children. If Mom is a stay at home mom then there is a good chance that all she does all day is wipe butts, kiss boo-boos, and obviously, take care of the kids.

Do this for her.

Baby pooped? Change that diaper immediately! Is the toddler screaming in the kitchen for a snack? Get up and get him one. Let Mama relax for one day, it may seem so simple but to her, it is a huge deal!

These simple steps will help Mama have the best day ever.

Of course, you can go above and beyond with simple steps like these. Do you know what would start my morning off just right? Have coffee made before I wake up. I’m getting all excited just thinking about that!

Remember Mother’s Day does not have to be expensive. I mean it can be, I don’t mind that either. Most of the time it’s the thought that counts! Make that special mom in your life feel special. Doesn’t she deserve it?

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Top Four Necessities Every Stay At Home Mom Needs

Being a stay at home mom is one of the hardest jobs in the world.

I am going to tell you the absolute most important things you will need to survive your job as a stay at home mom.

Number one: Yoga Pants.

Okay, you know what. I am THAT mom. Yes, the mom who is constantly wearing yoga pants. And guess what? I don’t care! Before you roll your eyes at me just hear me out.

Do you know the last time I went to yoga? Probably about two years ago. Just look at my butt, my hips don’t lie. Do you know the last time I wore yoga pants? I’m wearing them right now.

So, why do I wear my yoga pants you ask? Why do I think every stay at home mom needs some of this goodness in their life? Let me give you a few reasons why.

They are comfortable. Have you ever put on a pair of yoga pants? Well, then you know what I am talking about. I am a stay at home mom, do I have to wear tight fitting blue jeans just to get pooped on every day? My jobs are; a maid, a chef, a chauffeur, and so many other jobs. I think I deserve the right to be comfortable while scrubbing other people’s shit out of my toilet.

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I can move in them. Duh, that’s what they are made for. I just use them for It’s nice to be able to bend over to pick up the 100th toy of the day without splitting them up the middle. Have you ever played “horsey” in a pair of jeans or maxi dress? If you have, then you will understand why I wear yoga pants.

Number Two: COFFEE

Yes, this one is a given. Do you need me to elaborate on this one? Without coffee, I am a momster. Do you know how much sleep I got last night? If you are curious please go ahead and read this post.

One morning without coffee and all hell breaks loose. I am talking I CANNOT FUNCTION. Your duties as a mom never end. From the moment you wake up to the moment you fall asleep. And sometimes while you are asleep. When you wake up at six am with the baby and walk into your living room that is filled with toys and clothes and you lay eyes on that sink full of dishes. Trust me, you will want that cup of coffee.

Now, I am not saying you need to drive to your nearest Starbucks and order a $10 triple shot soy macchiato concoction. A $10 coffee pot in your house will do just fine. Besides, I need a cup of coffee before I can operate heavy machinery so even if I were to go to Starbucks every day, I’d still need my coffee at home first.

Number Three: A Hobby

Yes, I hear you. A Hobby? Who has time you a hobby? What am I some sort of magical fairy mom who farts time so I can have a hobby? Okay, calm down. Yes, you have time for a hobby and yes, you need a hobby.

Why? Well, let me tell you. YOU WILL GO ABSOLUTELY BAT SHIT INSANE if you do not find something that is just for you. As a stay at home mom, you dedicate 24 hours a day to your children and your house. That’s 24 hours a day 7 days a week. Sure, maybe at first it doesn’t seem so bad. Then one day you will realize that you have lost yourself. You are a slave to your little minions.

Finding time for a hobby is so important. Important for you and for the safety of your little poop machines. You can find time, I promise. I do not care what the hobby is. If it makes you happy and you do it FOR YOU. Then that’s all you need.

Number Four: Wine

For all of you out there who don’t drink wine or coffee, I don’t know what to tell you. I’m stumped. For the rest of us, trust me, we need wine. Why is wine on this list you ask?

Children.

That’s why.

What is the number one thing that you cannot survive motherhood without? Is it on this list?

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The Loneliness Of Exclusive Breastfeeding: Plus Bonus Tips For Your Partner

Exclusive Breastfeeding; Tale Of The Lonely Mama. Plus bonus tips for your partner!

If you have read any of my previous posts then by now you know what to expect from me when it comes to breastfeeding. If you have never read any of my posts, first of all, why not?? Second, I will fill you in. I am a huge breastfeeding advocate. Although I am a huge breastfeeding advocate I will never formula shame. So don’t bring any of that negativity over here y’all.

Breastfeeding in general is hard. Worth it, but hard. There are several challenges breastfeeding moms face. So many in fact, I wouldn’t be able to list them all in one blog post.

Not only is breastfeeding hard, but exclusive breastfeeding comes with its own set of problems entirely. I’m here to talk about the main problem that I have run into.

Exclusive breastfeeding is lonely.

Of course, it’s worth it, and I absolutely love the bond it has created between me and my children. Sometimes though, you miss adult company. You will often feel left out. Sometimes you often notice people won’t even invite you to do things anymore.

Why? Well, it’s simple. Because you can’t. Let’s say your exclusively breastfed baby nurses every two hours. That means you cannot be away from your baby for more than two hours. Right there, limits what you can do while away from your baby.

Maybe your baby will take a bottle every now and then and you feel comfortable leaving your child for slightly more than two hours. There is another problem. Your boobs. Those giant milk filled fun bags are used to being relieved every two hours. If you are not back to your baby chances are your boobs are starting to fill up, very large, very leaky, and very tender!

Hang on everyone I have to run outside to grab my pump and find a nice spot to relieve my tatas. Should be easy at this outdoor concert, right? Ya, no.

The problem is the world does not revolve around you, or your milk filled tatas. Life goes on for EVERYONE ELSE. Just not you. Sometimes it does not bother you and sometimes it leaves you crying into a box of Oreos for an hour.

You are fully aware that you will not be nursing forever, you are also fully aware that it’s not anyone else’s problem that you are a nursing mama. But, you are still lonely. It’s natural to be a little upset when your husband gets to go do fun stuff without you. Okay, it’s natural to be pissed. It’s okay that your feelings are hurt because your friends stopped inviting you to moms night out. You know why they stopped inviting you, yet, it still gives you a little pain right in the ole’ ticker.

Let’s say there is an event that you can bring your baby with, chances are you still will be lonely. The moment the host of the house or event offers you a private room to nurse your baby (don’t be mad at these people usually they are just trying to make you more comfortable) you instantly feel separated from everyone.

I have no problem nursing in front of people. But my baby finds it difficult to concentrate when there is background noise. This is when I usually take the host up on their offer to use the private room and nurse my sweet baby. Alone. Are you seeing a trend here?

Alone, this is a word I know all too well. Again, I would not change the way I feed my babies but I feel this is a subject that EBF mama’s need to talk about. And sometimes it’s nice having someone to relate too. Hang in there ladies, remember the benefits outweigh the struggles; and know you are not alone!

Bonus Tips: How to support your spouse/partner who exclusively breastfeeds your child.

That’s just it, support her. Try to understand her. Don’t become angry with her when she is crying because her feelings are hurt. She is breastfeeding your child. She is a mother who is trying to do what is best for your children.

Let’s say your baby is now nine months old, do me a favor, think of everything you have done without your wife/partner in those nine months. No matter how small/big the event. Now think of everything she has done without you. Think of everything she has done away from the kids. If this list seems a little one-sided; here are some tips to support her in the future.

  1. Don’t leave her out. It’s that simple. If you were invited to do something awesome that you know your wife cannot attend. (Be real don’t make her feel bad by half-ass inviting her even though you know she can’t go.) Don’t go. Don’t make her feel bad about you missing the event, simply don’t go. Remember you are in this together!
  2. If you feel you MUST go without your wife, explain to her why, and make it up to her. Again, don’t become upset with her if she becomes emotional. Explain to her why you feel you need to go to this event. Then try to surprise her with something special. Surprise her with something that will lift her spirits. You should know your wife/partner well enough to know what that is. This will show her that even though you are leaving her behind, you are still thinking of her and care about her feelings.
  3. Try to understand her and be on HER side. Sometimes people will become frustrated with you for not being able to attend certain events. You will probably become frustrated with her as well. Instead of saying “Ya, it’s all Debbie’s fault, she thinks she can’t go and will throw a fit if I do.” Say, “Sorry, I don’t want to go without Debbie, maybe next time.” You may be worried about letting your friends or family down, but try to remember she is your partner, you need to worry about not letting her down over anyone else. Stand up for your wife fellas, she’ll love you even more for it.
  4. Sit with her. Does she need to feed in a private room because she is uncomfortable? Or maybe your baby won’t eat with background noise? Instead of watching her walk into a room all alone to sit for 20 minutes, why not join her? Would you want to go sit in a strange room by yourself for 20 minutes? Uh, No. You wouldn’t.

Now, I am not saying that you have to pass up every little event. Or that you have to do everything together. Did you do everything together before your wife became an EBF mom? Probably not. But, did you BOTH get to have a life? I am asking you to put on your partner’s shoes. How would you feel? When she is done nursing things can go back to normal. I promise your wife will thank you for it.

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Why Are Moms Always So Tired?

Being a mom comes with a guarantee that you will be tired for the REST OF YOUR LIFE.

Okay, I’m not sure about the rest of your life because my oldest child is two. I am convinced though, I may never sleep again.

My youngest is about seven months old now and finally sleeping through the night. She only woke up about three-four times last night for a boobie. Alright, so maybe she doesn’t sleep through the night. Why do I keep telling people that? She doesn’t wake up screaming anymore and doesn’t need to be rocked, bounced, swung, fed, changed, and the witness of an animal sacrifice just to fall back asleep. Thank God, we were running out of chickens.

So WHY am I still so tired? I mean my daughter usually wakes up between 5-6 am and my son usually wakes up between 6-7 am. With my daughter only waking up three-four times at night that should be plenty of rest, right?

Now that I think of it, I am getting plenty of rest. We start our bedtime routine at 7 pm usually. I don’t have super-mom powers, so sometimes it’s 8 pm..9 pm. Whatever, quit judging me. It doesn’t matter what time I start our bedtime routine because my son HATES SLEEP. If we happen to start our routine at seven and are in bed before eight, my son will usually fall asleep pretty quick. By pretty quick I mean around midnight.

Let’s recap. I’m getting plenty of sleep.

Falling asleep around midnight,  waking up three-four times with the baby throughout the night, then waking up between 5 and 6 am. Okay, I am seriously not seeing the problem. Even if I was not getting enough sleep at night it’s not like I do anything during the day except lay around. I’m a stay at home mom for goodness sake.

The only things I do all day with the kids is feed, bathe, dress, play with, teach, read to, care for, and change their diapers. Then I only do a few things around the house, such as cook, clean, laundry, dishes, vacuum, and sweep. None of these few things I do all day are tiring. I should have plenty of energy to accomplish those things I might do that day.
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I absolutely can not wrap my mind around why I am so tired! Maybe I am oversleeping. Maybe I have too much time to myself. I can usually go pee by myself once a day and get a shower every three days. That has to be the problem. I am relaxing too much. A body at rest tends to stay at rest, right? I’m pretty sure I just hit you with some physics.

I guess I will never know why I am so damn tired. It’s okay though, that is why God invented coffee. That is why God invented Starbucks. God invented coffee for moms. For lazy moms who oversleep and do nothing, like me!

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Top Five Reasons I Hate Going To Kids’ Birthday Parties

Do you know what I seriously hate doing? Going to kids’ birthday parties.

Okay, before you call me an evil witch just hear me out.

I am going to give you my top five reasons why I hate going to kids’ birthday parties. By the end of this you will completely agree with me. If not then I bet you can at least agree with one or two of them!

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  1. Screaming Kids – A bunch of little kids who just run around screaming for no apparent reason. If you didn’t load up on Tylenol or Xanax, this is probably going to make your brain explode. You will just stand there watching the other parents, praying that they will tell their children that there is no need to scream like they are being murdered.
  2. Crying Kids – SO MANY DAMN CRYING KIDS. It never fails, someone always falls down, or gets their feelings hurt, or is just a flat out brat. You hope to God it’s not your kid. Again, unless you loaded up on Xanax, the constant sound of whining kids is going to drive you insane.
  3. Small Talk – If you are like me then you know what I’m talking about. I HATE small talk. Seriously, I hate talking to people I don’t know. Unfortunately, I consider myself somewhat of an introvert and very socially awkward. I don’t want to talk to you, and let’s be real, you probably don’t want to talk to me either. I know we are just being polite but I would rather shove a pencil through my ear then make small talk with a stranger.
  4. Gossip – Yes, this gets looped in with small talk. For shit’s sake we are 30 somethings at a child’s birthday party.  Do we have to gossip?  I seriously do not care that you heard from your mom’s, aunt’s, dog’s cousin George that Debbie is cheating on Steve. Let me repeat that, I DO NOT CARE. I know some people live for gossip, and they just can’t help but tell a stranger a juicy secret. That person is just not me.
  5. Feeling of inadequacy – Don’t get me wrong, Pinterest perfect parties are adorable, and kudos to the mama who put it all together. I just am over the idea of a “perfect birthday party.” Like really, Debbie? Did you have to hand out party favors that include gourmet chocolate and i pods? At my kid’s birthday parties I just assumed the fact that I gave them cake was good enough? Now I feel like everyone is judging me because I didn’t plan super cool games or take a second mortgage out on our house just to throw a birthday party.

I may sound like a bit of an ass, but oh well. I mean, I DO take my kids to these birthday parties! Even if it hurts my soul I still do it! Usually I don’t let the other parents know how bothered I am by being there, hopefully they just think I am a super awesome normal mom!

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Why Moms Should Never Go To Their Happy Place

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I have come to realize that I go to my happy place far too often. My Happy Place isn’t exactly a ‘happy’ place. It is more of a quiet place where I go in my mind. It is where I tune out all noise around me. I usually go here when my children are being crazy, I just tune them out, and go to my dark, quiet, serene, happy place.

The problem with tuning my children out to go to my happy place, is just that. I tune my children out. When is that ever a good idea? I know this makes me sound like a bad mom, but if you have two children and you’ve never gone to your happy place, well, then you are a damn liar.
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I have been so tired lately, and really behind on all of my work. Obviously, that means my two year old needs to act like he does crack and be as crazy as he possibly can. He usually just runs around yelling the same thing over and over. This is the perfect time for me to tune out and think about what I need to catch up on. I can see him and make sure he’s safe, I just can’t hear him.

Tonight, my six month old baby was sitting on my lap, while my son sat in front of her playing with her. Perfect time to tune out. I blocked out the kids since they were just fine, entertaining each other. After a few minutes, I tune back in when I notice that my son keeps sticking his finger in the baby’s mouth. I hear him say “just eat it baby sister” several times.

In a panic I shove my finger in her mouth swabbing for anything he might have put in there. I don’t feel anything so I keep asking my son, “WHAT DID YOU PUT IN HER MOUTH??” He just looks at me and whispers several times. After about five minutes of me interrogating him and swabbing the baby’s mouth, he finally says, It was a booger

Why would you put a booger in your baby sister’s mouth??

He had no answer, he knew he was in deep shit. I finally remove my finger from my poor daughters mouth, and I see it. A big juicy disgusting booger right inside her lip. What is it with my son and putting boogers where they don’t belong? I had to explain to him that we never, ever, ever put anything in the baby’s mouth, and explain that she could choke and it’s not funny.

Next, I tried to talk to him about where he puts his boogers. I explained to him that his sister’s mouth is the worst possible spot he could ever put his booger. While explaining this to him I tried so hard to keep a straight face. I had to turn my head a few times so he couldn’t see me laughing. This is one of those situations where it’s not funny but it is funny. Yes, I know great parenting moment #135 from me.

The fact that my son feels the need to feed his sister his juicy boogers definitely shows me that I tune out way too much. Maybe he was just trying to be a good big brother? Maybe he knew that she was hungry and that boogers are full of protein? He was probably just trying to be helpful. I bet that’s it.

What is the most disgusting thing your child has ever done? I want to hear your horror stories!

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How To Make The Perfect Easter Basket

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I keep seeing all of these posts about making the perfect Easter Basket for your child. What in the hell is a perfect Easter basket? Have I been doing this wrong the last couple of years? Is my son going to grow up hating me because he found out I, er the Easter bunny, didn’t make him the perfect basket?

I won’t lie, I’ve looked on Pinterest before for some ‘non candy Easter basket’ ideas. I really don’t like to load my children up on sweets. Don’t get me wrong I’ll let them have some, but basically I just get the candy for me. It’s the same for every holiday, I get my son the good chocolates, then let him have one and hide the rest for me. It’s a mom win, trust me.

After seeing all of these perfect Easter basket posts, I decided I needed to help all of the other Easter bunny Mamas out there. The perfect Easter basket, is whatever you want it to freaking be! If you want tons of candy, bubbles, and toys, heck ya! If you buy organic snacks with educational only books, sweet! There is no damn perfect Easter basket. There is no perfect mom so quit trying!

I say there is no perfect mom, but I think I come pretty damn close. Since I am so close to perfect I figured I would share what I normally put in my children’s Easter baskets.

For my son, who is two years old, I would put:

Bubbles- lots of freaking bubbles. They entertain him for hours and they are cheap.

Candy- A few pieces of any candy that looks delicious to me. I shove them in a plastic egg then Bam!

A book- Usually something Easter, spring, or Christian related, because, you know, why not?

Stuffed Animal- For the last two years my son has received some sort of stuffed animal, he seriously loves them. So a cheap ass duck is just perfect.

Play-Doh- He loves Play-Doh and you know, I’m a cool mom.

BAM! That’s one cool Easter basket! I usually find a few odds and ends that I shove in there, snacks, small toys, paints.

For my daughter, who is six months old:

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Teethers: Lots of damn teethers. I’ll get spring looking ones.

A Book: again, something Easter, spring, or Christian related. I want both kids to be smart, not just one.

Candy- Chocolates and candy that are for mommy only. It just makes me feel better that I didn’t buy it all for myself.

A stuffed Animal- because, duh.

She is a little harder because she is so young, if her basket seems too empty to me maybe I’ll throw in a rattle or a cute pair of shoes she’ll never wear. Maybe even a cute floppy hat.

Again, BAM! Two perfect Easter baskets! Super cheap and super amazing. There is no wrong way to make a damn basket, so don’t stress out thinking you are not doing enough, or that you will be shamed by all of the other mommies. You will do just perfect!

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How I Stopped Laundry From Controlling My Life

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That’s it! I quit! HOW IN THE HELL IS THERE SO MUCH LAUNDRY IN MY HOUSE? There are four of us total. For shits sake, I hardly ever change my clothes (Gross, I know.) I can wear the same pair of yoga pants for 3 days straight. So how in the hell are these three baskets full of dirty clothes? How does every room in the house have piles of clothes that my baby can get lost in?

I swear, I wash and I wash and I wash. I feel like all I do all day, every day is wash, dry, sometimes fold, and repeat. (Don’t even mention ironing, if you ask me to iron your clothes I’ll punch you in the face.)

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I am no good at lying, and as a result you’ve probably noticed by now I hate cleaning. Even if I did enjoy it, I am not very good at any of it. I don’t pretreat stains. Hell, I don’t even check pockets. I once washed and dried crayons. As a result it was a massive disaster ruining all sorts of clothes. One time I accidentally washed the remote control because I didn’t shake out the blanket. Hubby wasn’t very happy about that one.

People must break into my house while I’m sleeping, wear my families clothes, then take them off and throw them on the floor. That has to be it. Neither of my kids can dress/undress themselves so how is this happening?

Folding, don’t even get me started on folding. Who has time for this?! It seems like I really do try. I set the laundry basket out, separate a few items, walk away, forget what I was doing, get back to it the next day.

My husband has to have clean, wrinkle-free clothes for work, so I actually do try to put a little effort into his work clothes. Again, I usually fail epically but it’s the thought that counts right?

Therefore I have decided to just say “suck it” to the laundry. I’m not doing it anymore. So I’ll wash and try to remember to dry in the same day. I think that’s probably good enough. I’ll throw the clean clothes onto my son’s bed because he doesn’t sleep on it. We can dig through and find what we need. I’ll use that time I’m saving to have a little “me time” which includes wine and Steve Harvey. I really think I deserve it.

Does anyone else have this problem? Are you on top of your laundry or does it rule your house?

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Why I Sleep With My Children

Every night, in my bed, is an adventure.

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My husband and I co sleep with our two children, ages two years old and six months. (We practice safe co sleeping, don’t worry.) My son still likes to sleep on my face, which means his feet are up his daddy’s nose all night. My husband probably wishes our kids would sleep in their own beds. Then there is my daughter who likes to snuggle into me. I don’t mind, but I can’t move all night, and I usually wake up with a sore back.

The other night I was laying in bed, covered in kids, and I was irritated. I was so tired, my back hurt, I just wanted to roll over and get comfy. Then something hit me. A wave of calmness and love washed over me.. I felt so guilty for being irritated with my kids. I had tears in my eyes, thinking about how lucky I was to have my beautiful babies in bed with me. So I grabbed my son’s and my daughter’s hands and held them tight. Then I examined each of their beautiful faces, while I prayed and gave thanks for my sweet kids.

I don’t know what came over me but I needed it. I was feeling a bit “at the end of my rope,” with the lack of sleep and the lack of me time. Then I was reminded of how fast my kids are growing up. Some day, they won’t want to sleep with mommy or hold my hand. Just the thought of that absolutely breaks my heart.

So for now, I will let them sleep with me. Someday they will be grown and it will just be me and my husband in our big lonely bed. I will just plan to catch up on all of my sleep then. On the other hand, I’ll probably just stay up all night wondering if they are okay or what they are doing.

Have you read the book, “Love You Forever” by Robert Munsch? I am the lady from that book. Every time I read it, I cry like a little baby. The problem is I will probably sneak into my kids’ houses at night and crawl in bed with them. Their spouses won’t mind, right? They better not. I let my kids sleep with me for their entire childhood, so the least they could do is let me sleep with them when they are grown! Is that creepy? Ya, I don’t care.

Snuggling them at night might be exhausting but it’s okay. I wouldn’t have it any other way. I would rather go to bed in a full bed with a full heart, than in an empty bed with an empty heart.

Does anyone else ever feel like this? I know not everyone co-sleeps, but have you ever had a moment where you are overwhelmed with love? Where you suddenly feel guilty for being upset with your child? Tell me in the comments, I would love to hear your stories!

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How To Upset A Toddler

Get Out Of My House!

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My two year old son is usually a complete sweetheart. For the most part, he loves everyone and is very social. This is something I am very proud of because that is the complete opposite of what I am.

A few weeks ago, we had a new TV service come in to hook up a new system. This is a nightmare for me when my husband is at work. I hate having people I don’t know in my house because it makes me feel extremely awkward and uncomfortable.

Apparently, the installation was going to take anywhere between two to four hours. I thought I was going to die. I couldn’t get anything done, because I needed to stay close by the workers. There was no showering, no cleaning, no cooking, no leaving my kids unattended for even a second. It was exhausting.

To make things worse, while the workers were waiting for things to load, they wanted to talk to me. Son of a B, I HATE talking to people when I am uncomfortable, I don’t want to be rude, but can’t you just do your job and leave? I know it makes me sound like a horrible person. I noticed that the worker’s need to make conversation was upsetting my son. It seemed having two grown strange men in our house, going back and forth between the bedrooms, living rooms, and outside finally started to make him uncomfortable as well.

My son started to say things to me like, “Mommy, they go home now?” Yes, son, Mommy has been praying for the last hour that “they go home now”. One of the workers started to talk about my sons toys. He looked into my son’s bedroom (which was not a part of the hook up) and asked, “is that a magic tracks?” I replied, “yes,” trying to end the conversation and hint that I wasn’t really okay with him looking into the bedroom. This about sent my son through the roof. I’ve never seen him act like he did. He looked at me and said, “That’s MY magic tracks!” Then he stood up on the couch and puffed out his chest and put his arms on his hips in the most manly little way. He yelled, GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!

I thought I was going to pee my pants! I was laughing so hard. Okay, I actually did pee my pants but that’s another story. The workers just looked at me in shock, I suppose they didn’t know how to react. They were probably waiting for me to say, that’s not nice, or something of the sort. I did not say anything to him because I completely agreed with him. He just had the balls to say it and I didn’t!

I know the poor TV guys were just doing their jobs. It’s not their fault that I don’t like strangers in my house. They probably learned a little lesson about peeking into bedrooms and talking about toys though! Therefore the next time strange men need to come into my house to fix something, I’d like to make sure that my husband is home for our sake and for the sake of the workers!

Has your child ever done something like this? How did you react?

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How To Add Breast Milk To Baby Food Without Pumping

Yes, I Just Milked Myself.

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My five month old daughter has recently started on solid foods. So far she has tried rice, oatmeal, and avocados. I like to make my own baby food at home (I know, shocker right!?) and in making my own baby food I mix everything with breast milk.

I will usually pump breast milk to freeze and then pump some more to use to make baby food. Since my daughter is just starting out I really haven’t pumped much to make baby food. Pumping is so exhausting to me and it is extremely time consuming! So if I don’t have to do it, I won’t.

Since I haven’t been pumping to make food, I have two choices. Defrost something I have in the freezer, which I hate to do because I have a fear I will someday need all of that, or I can just milk myself! I obviously go with number two, because why not?

The only problem with milking yourself (hand expressing if you need a more proper term) is it’s extremely embarrassing if someone walks in on you standing in your kitchen with your shirt up and boob in hand. I’ve started just telling my husband before I do it. He’s got to think I’m the laziest or the craziest woman in the world. Another problem is if your ‘let down’ starts you have to run and grab baby and hope she is hungry! You don’t want to get a clogged duct!

It’s just so easy to do it my lazy way! I put some avocados in a bowl mash them up good, then pull out my milk makers and squeeze until I have enough liquid gold in the bowl to make the perfect consistency for her baby food! Bam! No 20 minute pumping session, no defrosting what you have stored.

A little advice if you are going to try this. Make sure no one is going to walk into the kitchen and see you squirting milk everywhere. If you have guests, or you are afraid your husband will see and make fun of you then quickly run to your bedroom and do some squeezing. (Seriously it usually takes me one minute to get enough milk!)

The more I write this, the more I actually think I might be losing it. Is it normal to whip out a boobie to squeeze out some breast milk?  Am I too comfortable?

Have you ever done anything like this? What all do you use your breast milk for?

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Yes, I Hear You!

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My two year old son has this constant need for everyone to acknowledge everything he says. I’m mean every single thing. He even needs me to acknowledge him when he’s talking in his sleep!

The problem is, I am very good at tuning out all unnecessary noise. So if I do not respond to him right away he repeats himself over and over again. I’m serious, for example:

Mom, Bot has a forehead.

Mamma, Bot has a forehead.

MOM BOT HAS A FOREHEAD!

Mommy bot has a forehead!!!!!!!!!

MOMMY!!

BOT HAS A FOREHEAD!

YES, SON! For the love of God, yes, Bot has a freaking forehead!

Might I add, this conversation was at 11pm and why I needed to know that Bot from Team Umizoomi has a forehead, I’ll never know.

He will repeat himself 100 times if he has too. I’ve done a few experiments where I purposely don’t answer him, just to see how many times he will repeat himself. He doesn’t give up. He keeps going until I acknowledge him. I’m convinced he’d say the same thing for an hour straight. Or possibly until my eyes bulge out of my head and scare the crap out of him.

I’m pretty sure this phase is going to make my brain explode. I just don’t feel the need to constantly reply to every single thing he says. I mean he’s two years old, and he NEVER stops talking. It’s like that scene from the show family guy.

Stewie:  “Mom, Mom, Mom, Mama, Mommy, Mom, Mama, Mommy, Mama, Mom, MOM, MOMMY.”

Lois:  “WHAT!?!”

That is my life, 24 hours a day. Even my husband mentioned, you should write about him constantly needed to be answered. As I’m writing this he is saying, “Mommy, this is Batman? It’s Batman. Mommy, it’s batman. Mommy, Batman. Batman. Mommy, it’s Batman.”

YES, IT’S BATMAN! Now I want to grab Batman and rip his head off and stick his body in the oven and torture him so I never have to see him again! Holy hell, YES I HEAR YOU!!!

Don’t get me wrong, I love having conversations with my son. He really is intelligent and hilarious.  When he is saying something meaningful, I always reply and if he needs help, I reply. But if I happen to be on the phone and he wants to tell me that his water is so yummy, do I really need to reply? If you ask him the answer is yes.

Does your child do something similar? As a result does it make your eyes pop out of your head too?

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Motherhood is Messy

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Being a mother is the greatest job in the world. It is also one of the messiest. It starts from the moment that tiny, little baby is pulled from your body. The doctor holds the baby up for you to see. You are overwhelmed with a sense of love and all of the sudden there is pee squirting you in the face.

There is a joke in my family that the first time your baby pees on you it means that you are being initiated into parenthood. Little do you know that getting peed on once will turn into getting peed on at least once a day for the next 18 years. (I’m assuming- because my son is two and potty trained and he still somehow manages to get pee on me.) It’s not only pee, babies poop A LOT. Not cute, little poops that you imagine would come from a tiny, little angel. They are mustard yellow poops that spray out like a machine gun and stain your walls.

Besides being covered in poop, pee, and boogers, you will probably be covered in some of your child’s food. Whether it be breast milk from your leaking tatas or disgusting diarrhea green, pureed peas, it will somehow end up on your shirt, in your hair, in your shoes, or up your nose. Therefor, you will constantly be walking around smelling like some sort of old food.

Now aside from things that your child can cover you in, let’s talk about how messy your child can make your house. I mean holy hell, have you seen a toddler’s bedroom? Toys cover the ground forming a giant stuffed animal mountain that could probably protect you from a nuclear blast. Spilled bags of cheerios are covering the floor just inviting the mice to come have a sleep over, and there is a boobie trap of Legos blocking you from entering the stuffed animal bunker.

 

Somehow you have to do eight loads of laundry a day, just to be able to cross your living room. Doing the dishes twice a day is nowhere near enough. So they cover the counters, the tables, the floors, for some god-forsaken reason there are bowls behind the couch. Seriously though, why?

At the end of the day, you finally have the choice to go to sleep or wash that disgusting baby food off yourself and clean up the house. Naturally you choose sleep. Who cares if it’s a dirty house? Who cares if you smell like you were rolling in garbage? I don’t care. I won’t judge you.

In conclusion, yes, Motherhood is messy, but it’s worth it.

Is your house a mess? Or are you a magical creature who can constantly keep her home clean? Tell me in the comments!

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Yep, I Just Peed

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After birthing to two massive children, I don’t exactly have the best bladder control. My first child was over nine pounds and my second was right at nine pounds. They scarred me for life. You don’t recover from something like that. (Although I hear there are a few surgical options out there but that’s a discussion for another day.)

I have recently come down with the nasty cold that is going around. Now on top of the runny nose, sneezing, cough, sore throat, swollen eyes, and headaches this miserable cold has brought me, I have to remember to cross my legs constantly. Not cross my legs in a funny way like “you better cross those legs before you get pregnant again.”  But, cross my legs as in, I’m about to sneeze and if I don’t cross my legs the floodgates will open and soak this couch I’m sitting on.

I have a hard enough time holding in my pee when I’m not sick. I mean, I go for a walk and 10 minutes in I realize I have to pee and the rest of the way home I’m waddling like a duck on crack because my pants are soaked. It’s a problem I just can’t hold it like I used to before babies.

The hardest part is standing up and having to sneeze or cough. How do I casually cross my legs and try to hold my pee in without anyone noticing? I guess I’d rather them notice me crossing my legs than me soaking my pants. Maybe I should invest in some sort of adult diapers? I’m not even 30 years old yet and I need to worry about peeing my pants. I need to think about wearing an ultra thick extra long maxi pad when I’m not even on my period. What the hell is this!?

Here is my advice, ladies. Just kidding I have none. I don’t know what to do. I just know it’s a problem and it sucks. Every time I sneeze I pee a little. Sometimes I pee a lot. That is just the way it is, I guess. Yet another glorious part of being woman!

Is this a problem for all of you mama’s out there? Or am I a weirdo that should go to the doctor because I have a problem?? Let me know in the comments!

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Chores, How young is too young?

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I am CONSTANTLY fighting with my two year old about cleaning his room. This is the one chore he will fight me to the death on. He ALWAYS wins. Why? Because he’s a little shit, and I am weak. His favorite game is to pull out every toy and book he can find and then throw them on the floor or in the crib. When I ask him to put the books away, he usually responds with, “No, how ‘bout you do it, Mommy.”

WTF? How am I taking orders from a two year old?? I always give in because I’m tired of walking into his room, stepping on a Lego and falling face first into a bowl of two day old cereal. Every now and then, he obliges and will half-ass clean up. (I can’t really blame him on that part, I half-ass clean everything.) It makes me so proud and so happy and I really try to show him that. I just wish it would happen more often.

He LOVES to help me with laundry. He likes to take the clothes out of the washer and put them into the dryer and then take them out of the dryer and into the basket. It makes the process about 100 times longer, but what the heck, he wants to help so I let him! He also likes to help unload the dishwasher. This one is a little trickier because I have to get anything sharp and breakable away from him as soon as possible. He will pick up anything he can reach and hand it to me to put away. Again, it makes doing the dishes about 100 times longer, but it’s worth it.

Did I mention that my son is a technological genius? He can pick up any phone/tablet and navigate to YouTube and watch his “Daddy Finger” videos. He can also get to any game and figure out how to play it within minutes. If my son can pick up an electronic that I’ve had for years, (and haven’t figured out how to use) and learn to use it in 5 minutes or less, he can clean his damn room. A few months after turning two, my sweet little boy turned into a bossy terrible two year old. I think I let him get away with too much. No more, it stops here.

When he wakes up from his nap, he is marching straight into his room and picking up all of his toys. Then he will grab a mop and get to work in the kitchen. No more free rides around here. He is two years old. He needs to learn that life is hard. It’s time learn that there are no freebies in life. You want that PAW Patrol yogurt for a snack, get to cleanin’ son. I’m not entirely sure what other cleaning I can have him do. But this has to teach him some responsibility right?

What types of chores do your children do and at what ages did they start? Is two too young? Am I going to be turned in for being a child slave laborer?

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You Can’t Pour From An Empty Cup

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Have you ever heard the saying, ‘You can’t pour from an empty cup?’ I’m here to tell you that I think that is BS. If you are a mother, you can pour from an empty cup. You HAVE to pour from an empty cup because sometimes you ARE an empty cup!

I’ve recently put this to the test. My five month old daughter was hospitalized for RSV. It was the most stressful week of my life. I got a total of 5 hours of sleep in 3 days. (Not an exaggeration.) I hardly ate or drank anything the entire time we were in the hospital because I was there by myself most of the time. I handled almost everything alone. My cup was empty, I was empty. But somehow, I kept pouring. Every little thing my daughter needed I was there. I was alert. Delirious, but alert. I never let her see how tired and beat down I was.

As I sat there in the hospital bed with my baby girl, covered in her vomit and mucus, all I could think was how I would do anything in the world to keep her safe. How even though, I feel I have nothing to give, I would still give everything I could to her. My body was so tired from no sleep, and sharing a hospital bed with my baby, but if she wanted to be held, I held her. If she wanted to nurse, I nursed her. If she wanted to play, I played with her. I have no idea how I was able to do this. No idea how I didn’t just pass out on the floor and die. I really thought I was going too.

This is why moms are superheroes. We defy the odds. We go against the laws of nature. If it comes down to it, we don’t need sleep. Moms don’t need to eat. We don’t need to shower. A mother will do WHATEVER it takes to keep our little ones safe. Even if that means giving more than we have to give.

I know, I know, when given the opportunity we need to take care of ourselves. But in a situation like this, there was no taking care of myself, and somehow I still was able to give. I hit rock bottom, then kept digging. Because I am a mom. I’ll never stop. I’ll never quit. I will drink a cup of nasty hospital coffee and force myself to squeeze a drop of something into my “cup”.

When God created women he put something in our hearts that activates when we become a mother. Something that kicks in when our children need us. He created us to be able to give when we have nothing. I can’t tell you how it works. I can’t give you advice on how to keep on giving. It’s just something inside of us that happens. Most of all it happens when you love someone more than you love yourself.

This is why I believe you CAN pour from an empty cup.

Have you ever been in a situation like this? Have you ever felt like an empty cup? Let me know in the comments!

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What The F!

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In my house, I like to think that we really try to not curse around our children. We fail epically but at least we “try” right?

My two year old son is like a mocking bird. He acts like he’s not listening but he is. You will say something, and then a few hours later he is repeating exactly what you said. Maybe this is a trait that will help him later in life, who knows. For now, it’s bad because every time you slip he is listening, just waiting for his opportunity to make you feel like a bad parent.

One day, my sister-in-law and I were sitting in the living room while my son was playing on my phone. ( I know, another great parenting moment.)  We were in the middle of a very serious conversation, I’m sure, when my dog decides she needs to go outside. My sister-in-law hops up and opens the door, my pain in the butt dog runs outside then runs right back inside. She really is obnoxious, I mean it takes a lot of energy to stand up and let a dog outside right?

We continue our conversation and about two minutes later my dog is at the door barking again, wanting to go outside. My SIL jumps up and yells, “Rugar, what the F!” She really did just say F.

Then my son, who hasn’t said a word in half an hour, even when we were talking to him looks up and yells, “Rugar, What the F*&@!!”  He DID NOT just say F!

I turned away from my son laughing so hard that I almost peed my pants. (yes, another great parenting moment.) We really did try to hide our laughter, but I just couldn’t. After several minutes, I was able to compose myself and explain to him that the F word is a bad word.

It’s then when you really feel like a great mom. Where did he hear that? Do I really say that word around him often? I really try not too! He probably heard it from someone else. I’ll go with that because It makes me feel better about myself. Also, it’s extremely embarrassing. What if we were at church? What if we were at play group? What would other moms think of me?! Thankfully it was my sister in law who was there, who wasn’t judging me…out loud anyway.

Has this ever happened to you? Have you ever slipped and your child repeated it at the worst time? Tell me in the comments!

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Valentine’s Day with my husband used to be fun. We used to live in the big city, and we would always go to our favorite seafood restaurant.  (We were never overly romantic, getting messy with crab legs was romantic enough for us.) We would fill our bellies with delicious crab legs and giant mixed drinks that make it hard to walk once you’ve finished. Afterwards, my husband would usually surprise me with a new piece of jewelry, and we would go wherever the night took us.

Now we live in a tiny town where no one offers decent crab legs. We also have two children. For some reason now we act about 15 years older than we really are. I’m not kidding. We watch Family Feud every night. My husband and I go on a date maybe once every two or three months. Yes, I know, wife of the year award should go to me. It’s so hard to find the time or energy to go anywhere together.

Needless to say, the last several Valentine’s days have been uneventful. We made our own tradition of having crab legs at home. (My husband is an amazing seafood cook, thank the good Lord.) I haven’t been able to have a drink with liquor in it in over three years, and if I had one now I’d probably just end up pregnant again. So I usually get a nice water bottle, or if I’m feeling crazy a cup of lemonade. We top the night off with watching cartoons in bed, me sneaking chocolate, and wondering where my newest diamond is? Just kidding, sort of.

Although, I may long for the days of sipping ice-cold blended alcohol while taking pictures to show off my newest diamond earrings, having Valentine’s dinner at home with my kids is kind of fun. It’s our new tradition. It may not be romantic at all.  We may not get any alone time,  but it’s fun. It’s ours.

Let’s be real, as long as my husband brings me chocolate I don’t really care what we do for Valentine’s day. I am a chocoholic and I could sit on the sofa shoving my face full of delicious boxed chocolates watching Family Feud all night. You know what, that is exactly what I want to do after our “romantic” Valentine’s dinner. Just leave me alone with chocolate and Steve Harvey and I’ll be the happiest woman in the world.

Happy Valentine’s Day!

What do you do for Valentine’s day? Go on a romantic date? Involve your kids? Let me know in the comments!

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