Posts Tagged ‘motherhood’
Uncharted Territory
Here is the thing I’ve learned about little brothers. They are always watching. Always absorbing like little sponges. They see and hear everything. They want to grow up fast and be just like their older brother. I know this because my two year knows a swear word. A bad one. Not a cute little one but a real one. And he uses a it in perfect context. Daily. He must have learned it from YouTube or older kids at the park or…um…his dad. I don’t know. As his parents we…
Read MoreBrothers
Here’s the thing no one told me about brothers. They fight. And they wrestle. They sneak punches. They take jabs. Like in this picture. They may be hugging. They also may be attempting to squeeze the life out of each other. I won’t know until someone screams. They team up against me a lot. Like velociraptors. One distracts me while the other two sneak into the pantry to steal Cheetos. They protect me too though. If one of them hates me for a second or gets really mad over something…
Read MoreThe Parenting Bar
I was a less than great mom last night. I had all four kids alone, from newborn to toddler to an emotional 8 year old to Cooper and it was a lot to handle. There was a lot of screaming. There was water play when there wasn’t supposed to be water play. And then wet clothes on the floor. And sand. I yelled. I don’t usually yell. But I did.There was talking back. And throwing. So much throwing. There was ‘mommy will you play with me.’ And a lot of…
Read MoreWaving the White Flag
Have you ever waved the white flag? Threw your hands up in the air and said no more. I’m there. Since my sweet baby girl was born on May 25 our house has been sick. Every member. 7 weeks. One thing after another. And I can’t seem to get a handle on it. We went from being healthy to constantly being at the doctor. All in all, with six people, we’ve had… Five colds. Three ear infections. Strep throat. Mastitis twice. RSV. Six negative covid tests. Ten visits to the…
Read MoreTime Changed When I had My Fourth Baby
There are a lot of things that change when you have your fourth child. Many that didn’t surprise me. Your house suddenly feels a lot smaller for one and it’s nearly impossible to find a quiet space. Your favorite car or truck that you have loved no longer fits two car seats and 4 other people and you ultimately have to decide if you are minivan person or not. I am not. I am fighting it. You can no longer fit at the kitchen island for meals. Someone or two…
Read MoreThe Wild Ones
Some kids are just mischievous. Wild. Busy. Exasperating. They see a puddle and have to jump in it. A glass of water and have to dump it. A counter and have to climb it. They see a toy and immediately want to know how it works. How it’s wired. Taking it apart becomes vital. What’s it made of they think. They see mail and need to know what’s inside. A package becomes a possibility. It could be a Nerf gun or a monster truck or ice cream. They must know.…
Read MoreI Don’t Want it to be the Last Time
My sweet baby will be 5 weeks old tomorrow. I am right in the thick of it…the hard season of no sleep and around the clock nursing. She’s leaping as they say and the two of us watch the sunrise together before my other three toddle down the stairs one by one. A few days ago I shared how the exhaustion was getting to me. How momming 4 kids felt like too much on no sleep. And a dear friend of mine messaged me and said…‘during those hard exhausting moments…
Read MoreThe Witching Hour
Unpopular opinion. I hate grilling. I mean, I love all the food that comes off of said grill, but I hate that at our families most stressful time my husband gets to stand in the garage cooking glorious food while I manage a fight club in our living room. He’s waving to the neighbors and dead heading flowers and nursing a beer while I’m nursing our youngest and chasing our toddler who has somehow gotten into the pantry and opened up a mac and cheese cup. ‘Mama! Yellow snow!’ My…
Read MoreBetter Full Than Empty
We are slowly, gingerly, timidly, starting to venture out as a family of six. We are cautious though. See, our oldest needs two of us to help him be successful. He likes to run and sit and touch and can often be quite sneaky and fast. Our two year old needs one of us because he’s two and so does our baby. Typically me because I have dinner. And Sawyer can help but he often gets distracted by sticks and candy and forgets to hold hands. Because he’s only 8…
Read MoreBeing a Mother is My Hobby
I googled hobbies at 3 AM this morning while nursing my newborn. She refused to sleep and I had time. Then I googled hobbies for moms. Then hobbies near me. Why you ask? I guess I don’t have any. My husband and I had a rather heated conversation the other day about how life is eating us up right now and he let me know I don’t ever leave the house. And I don’t have hobbies. It felt like a jab. It wasn’t supposed to be. He was telling me…
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