Sunday, November 9, 2014

5 Going on 30

Last Friday, Miss C had her little girl friend over for a play date. They were talking like little miniature teenagers as they colored in their coloring books and discussed things from school like who played on the monkey bars and how much they loved to do summer salts at recess.

As the talking went on, it turned into boys were chasing the girls, etc.

After a while I heard Miss C whisper (but not really a whisper--you know the kind they think is whispering, but really we can all hear every detail;)) to her little friend, "M's (play date friend) got a boyfriend! M's got a boyfriend!" And then there were giggles and more giggles and more "whispering."

I sent her mom a text message about how funny they were acting during the whole conversation.  Then she sent me a photo of her daughter dancing with this little boy in the class during 50's day. It was the cutest thing!

Miss C and her little friend are quite the gossips. At least they are just gossiping about each other!

Oh, and apparently Miss C doesn't have a boyfriend because her boyfriend is in another class. (So it starts!)

5 year olds going on 30 I tell ya! This mamma gazette isn't ready for all that!

If any of you have funny stories about your little ones having boyfriends and girlfriends, I would love to hear them!

Tuesday, November 4, 2014

So Many Faces, I Tell Ya!

Oh the faces of a baby.

"You're boring me to tears, mamma!"
"Okay, well I guess I can sing you a song..."
I know, I'm cute.

Saturday, September 13, 2014

Word to Your Mothers

So we all have mothers. Mothers have mothers and their mothers have mothers.

I have made a few pacts that I will do for my kids when they get older.

First, I will ALWAYS tell them they are doing a good job. Even if they don't feel that way or they feel overwhelmed. Unless of course they are despicable human beings and neglect their children...or worse.

Secondly, I will never ever forget the heck my own kids put me through. That way when my children have their own kids I can say, yep been there, and it was hard. Keep on keepin' on because someday it will get easier and better. Yes my kids woke me up at night, yes my kids did fight. They ran over me like a tractor on a rampage. Yes they threw tantrums. Yes they had meltdowns in the middle of the grocery store!

Thirdly, I will never say I understand. Every mom in previous generations did it different. And each generation has new things to add to their plate. While my generation has this amazing technology, it also means people are less inclined to come to your rescue in person. I think most moms my age would agree with this! And on top of that we are not allowed to do a lot of things moms could do even 10 or 20 or 30 years ago.

Fourthly, for all that is good and holy I will not try correcting everything my kids do as parents. It's hard enough in certain aspects of life to feel as though you're not doing enough, or doing it "right". People cope with parenthood differently. Mine is eating ice cream and watching TV shows for a couple hours after the kids go to bed. And that's OK. The secret ice cream calls on me almost everyday because everyday is a new challenge.

Last but not least, I won't say I had it harder. You can't know how hard it is for a mom until you've walked a mile in her shoes. Even though situations can seem similar in comparison, there will always be something that makes it drastically different for each family.

I am thankful for all the generations of moms out there. Each of them has a different story to tell. Each Mom is unique. Each Mom hopefully shows love to their children each day no matter the circumstance they find themselves.

I'm blessed to be a mom. I love this work and I know it's a grand thing to be able to raise some of Gods special children. It's hard work. And it's a 24/7 kinda work!

The days where I feel the most joy out of being a mom are those ones where I get to take my kids out to ride their bikes, go to the park, play board games, eat treats, and talk about a school day. Those are the great things. And when they say "I love you, mom," give you a huge hug and a big kiss it's the best reward in the world.

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Monday, August 18, 2014

All Tied Up

Lately we've been trying to think of creative ways to stay entertained while the newborn sleeps.

Miss C had this brilliant idea of putting all her stuffed animals into her laundry bag, and then tying her brother to the chair with the bag string.

To her dismay it isn't working out like she planned. I'm sure there are some ulterior motives seeing as Mr C has been giving her a hard time all morning, but for now he's quite enjoying it.


Wednesday, July 23, 2014

I Too Miss the Village

Click on the article below for where I got the inspiration of this post.

I Miss the Village

This subject is so serious for Momma Gazette.  I wasn't sure I should post it. After all, I promised to keep it light and free of serious forums such as these.

Recently, I felt like I should remove myself from social media, so as to get back on track. Hopefully make better connections with the people around me--my kids, my husband, my friends. It has been so wonderful for not only myself, but for my kids and husband who desperately need their momma home in body and mind.

The phrase it takes a village to raise a child, is a rarity now days, as I read the article the truth of that really sunk in for me.

Being a new mom of 3, having a husband who is gone a lot and will be even more come this fall semester, I wish I was living in the 50's or 60's when there was a village of mommas who helped each other instead of judging one another and feeling like they're "intruding" on other moms.

There are so many houses on my street, and I only know a handful very briefly.

As I was reading the article above, I started to daydream of the village in my head.

The village of Mommas I imagine are ones who come to your aid without any question. They call you up to check on you and your family. They aren't afraid to tell your kids when they need a "teaching moment." They love you as a mom in whatever parenting style you choose: nursing vs. bottle, attachment parenting vs. Babywise books, negative vs. positive reinforcement. You know what I'm getting at. There's no comparison. There's no question of whether one mommas way is better than another. Just helping each other. Being there. Doing. Loving my children like their own.

I long for that village--especially now. These times of economic ruin have made the world self-centered. Self reliant.  It is good in a lot of ways, but as I get older, I welcome help. I welcome offers to serve. And when I get back on my own two feet and on schedule again as I normally do after having a baby, I offer help, because I know what it's like to be so tired you can hardly function. I know what it's like to have a husband who works hard for our family and has to be away more often than normal. I know what it's like to have no one around you but the neighbors who share your yard, and a family who is miles and miles from your home away from home.

If only the village was larger and this world was not so closed off to their neighbor. What a different place our neighborhoods would be. What a safer place our neighborhoods would be knowing that we could trust each other.

It really does take a village to raise our children, and I miss it terribly.

So as stated in the Huffington Article, I will watch the momma at the park, and see in her the same longing I have, and invite her over for lunch, and a playdate with my littles.  I will always help other moms when they need it, because I know what they are feeling.  I want to help.

Thursday, July 17, 2014

Sorry Not Sorry

So....... recently baby C was born. 

I have not been super fab at posting the day to day funnies since that time.

We still have plenty of funny things going on around our house, especially with a newborn.

Like Mr. C loves to poke baby C's eyes and kiss him while he's eating.

Or how Miss C starts talking like a teenager when she's only 5 years old.

Recent conversations like: "He's aggravating me, Mom!!" or "Will I be able to have babies too, mom?"  Yikes...lets save that for when you're 30, shall we?

Baby C does funny things like farting, and burping which get good laughs out of his two older siblings.  We are working on manners with the oldest two, but I'm afraid with Baby C's recent entrance, manners are going to take some more time.


Yep those are the noises we hear lately. ;)

Friday, April 18, 2014

Dinosaur Obsessions

Lately Miss C has been really into watching and learning about dinosaurs.  In fact, she can tell me most of the different kinds of dinosaurs now.

The Dino nuggets are her favorite ones to eat, and as she eats them, she states which dinosaur she's about to gobble down. 

However, this momma was getting a little bored with dinosaur shows one evening and here's how my conversation went with Miss C...

Miss C:  How bout we watch a Dinosaur show?  

Me: I'm kinda getting tired of watching dinosaur shows.

Miss C: Maybe you could just close your eyes.  

Ha. Ha. Ha.  

Dinosaur show it is.