Am I right?! I know. It’s hard. Trust me taking a shower, wrangling kids while attempting to curl your hair, cook dinner and apply make-up is always fun ( I know) but come on… WHEN, was the last time you looked REALLY good? I mean the last time you took an uninterrupted shower, dried your hair and spruced up to do something fabulous?! I know my navy blue yoga pants are my tried and true, but I’m beginning to think people might think that’s all I own. Going to the grocery store, running errands, chasing a toddler might not be the most glamorous job (and she doesn’t mind my yoga pants) but I will say, I do feel better about my whole day if I’m put together, ready to conquer the day.
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Do you know the power of one? One voice. One friend. One person helping you out when you most need it. Almost ten years ago, I wrote my first blog post. I started using social media (before that was really even a word) to start a stream of pictures that my parents could easily access anytime they wanted to see their first grandchild. I didn’t know that that other people would read my posts, see what we were up to or connect with me because they found someone who might be able to help.
Yesterday seems like a dream. But that’s how phases go with kids. When your in it, you think you’ll never get out of that phase. And once your out, you begin to realize that it really wasn’t that long.
And for us, just like that, Abby is off and walking.
Everyone said it would come.
And it has.
She walks. She talks. She is on her way.
I am overwhelmed with emotions when I watch her walk across the room each time.
I want to cheer, “Go Abby GO!” as her biggest cheerleader. The big kids cheer her on and we clap and smile and make her feel like she just won an Olympic medal, and each time she walks further and further.
I want to cry because I’m so happy that after 9 months of the smallest steps, she’s finally figured it out on her own.
I want to freeze time as I know she’s my last and I know my raising babies days are numbered. Yes, they will always be my babies but we all know time is of the essence.
So today here we are. Walking. At one point I thought we were so far behind. Too far to catch up. We didn’t give up though. We’ve been to therapy, Mom and Me, parks upon parks plus have spent countless hours playing. And playing means working in baby years. And yes, there always was a purpose.
So to my children, I will always use the example of remember when Abby couldn’t walk? And we tried and tried everyday. And we we didn’t give up? You shouldn’t either. You can’t give up. You just try harder. Be patient. And when your ready, it will happen. And yesterday, when you couldn’t do it, will only be a dream.
The REAL Mother’s Day Story
I wish I could tell you that I got to sleep in, was made breakfast in bed and then was treated to a brunch where all my kids looked gorgeous and then we went for a walk on the beach and my husband cooked dinner and everyone went to bed early so me and hubby could relax and reminisce of our wonderful day together on this 9th Mother’s Day we have shared.
Ummmm…. WRONG! DO NOT PASS GO. DO NOT COLLECT $200. GO DURECTLT TO JAIL IF YOU THINK THATS HOW THIS STORY GOES.
I’m writing to you from the bathroom. Yup. The bathroom. Where I’m contemplating a.) taking a shower b.) just sitting and typing c.) hiding from the outside world or d.) reminiscing of my crazy (per usual Sunday morning or e.) all of the above.
Correct Answer: e- All of the above.
So let me shoot it to you straight, people. The REAL Mothers’s Day happens, well anytime I get a “get out if jail free” card and can escape the house to have alone time. And that includes work. Don’t get me wrong, I LOOOOOOVVE my crew, but 4 is/can be/ will always be a house of crazy with love on top. Just the way things are. Mother’s Day is a fun day to attempt to call it a holiday, but who are we kidding?! Unless, I’m 10,000 miles away, on a work trip or deathly ill in the hospital, I have had more relaxing days spent at the dentist than on Mother’s Day. Sorry…that’s the truth.
So today, on this glorious day that we honor Mothers, my husband gets sick. Sick like stay-away-and-don’t-come-near-me-because-if-you-get-me-or-a-kid-sick-I-will-kill-you-because-ain’t-nobody-got-time-for-that- sick.
So, I put on my big girl panties and did what any good Mother would do. Got shit done. Told Hubby to go back to bed and stay away from us, first. Then the real party got started. We were all … up at 7, breakfast by 7:30, work by 8, errands by 9, car wash by 10, lunch by 11, and naps at noon.
And here I am now. Now enjoying peace and quiet, albeit in the bathroom where I’d rather do my therapy (that’s really what this blogging thing is also known as) instead of out in the living room for just a few minutes….And hopefully I’ll get a shower, brush my teeth, and get to dry my hair to be human by this afternoon. But today will go on. It will end as quick as it started and just be another day in the books.
So it wasn’t the story book day everyone paints. It never is. But the day was great. Because it really was. I got to hang with my 4 little people. They had fun at the car wash and Target. They loved lunch at Sweet Tomatoes (not because I wanted to go there but because I knew everyone could agree on there.) We had a typical day, filled with the typical stuff and that’s a okay with me. Because somewhere out there, I’m sure my day sounds pretty perfect to someone else, just as theirs sounds pretty perfect to me.
One more thing…let’s face it- do you KNOW how much effort goes into those picture perfect kids at church or at the store? Do you understand how much timing is involved in getting everyone out the door looking all fancy? I’m exhausted just thinking about it. (The next time you are at church, congratulate the patents who have themselves put together and the kids.) Smoke and mirrors. Smoke and mirrors.
We are Mothers, everyday, to anyone and everyone who needs our help in anytime and any place. We jump at the chance to help others out, near and far, offer support, love, friendship, trust and faith to those that need to be picked up. We just do. Make it work. It’s what we all do best. P.S. We aren’t always perfect either (note the breakfast below I almost served my kid because I was exhausted and didn’t read the label!)
So on today, this 100th Mother’s Day, I hope everyone realizes that it’s really no different that any other day. Yes, there’s some more freebies, and if you get pampered, consider yourself one of the lucky, but just remember to thank your Mother more than just one time a year. A small token (kiss, hug, call, night out, etc.) of appreciation goes VERY far and we always love it, just as we do on Mother’s Day.
So now, I’m going to take a nap. A nap sounds like a wonderful present to me. Nap wins over shower. Maybe tomorrow… Decisions, decisions…
Smile and make the best of the day! It’s all you really have control of anyways!
“I am a Mom and that is enough.”
“Being a Mom is… Important.”
What profound statements. Yes, we hear it all the time, but do you really understand the gravity of this job title? Last month, something happened that made me step back and think. I was invited to see the movie premier of Moms Night Out. Looked cute. Didn’t know too much about the film. But for some reason, I rushed around to after school activities, made dinner, had got ready (at 10am that morning) for the 7pm show (which I was late to), dropped the kids (literally-off) with Dad, so I could rush to see this movie. Why? I wasn’t sure. And actually, THAT almost didn’t happen because I this was my first “sneak peak” so I missed the introduction and almost got kicked out of the theater because I wasn’t following the rules (oops…my bad) that I didn’t know existed in screenings like this (but that’s another story) so moving on…
An article I read the other day got me thinking about a gift I never knew existed from my son, the big brother of three younger sisters. It was a gift I had never thought about until I read the article. I wanted to write this piece so that one day my girls will know that Jake, their big brother, gave them a gift I could never have given. Read morePin It
I’m laying in the very same spot I was at one year ago today… At Girl Scout camp sleeping in the great outdoors with Mia. I can’t help but think of ALL that has happened in one year… 365 days have gone by. What have we accomplished? What has changed? What have I learned? How have I grown? I guess it’s king of like a report card…I can grade myself on the growth that I’ve seen or haven’t seen. It feels like no time has gone by, yet it does… Minute by minute, second by second, time elapses and we are not able to realize it’s gone until we can reflect. Here are my 5 top things I have learned and why I feel I am a better person because of them.
1. Baby Steps. Everyone does things on their own time. No need to rush. If and when they are ready, they will proceed accordingly. Don’t rush. One must not always crawl before they can walk… If scooting is easier, go for it. Baby steps are the key to a successful foundation of greatness.
2. Perfection is wearing. Enough said.
3. You cannot do everything, so stop trying. Speaking the truth will set you free.
4. Don’t be afraid to ask for help.
5. Storms will come and go. You will always remember what happened during them, but will be much better prepared for when they come again.
“Honesty is the first chapter of the book wisdom.” – Thomas Jefferson
This week the Today Show has been talking to people that inspire. I love inspiration. I am a dreamer. I am a doer. I am a person who does find stregnth from people that inspire me each day to do better, reach for more, live for more, and help me realize that I am fortunate enough to live the life that I live in so many ways.
But today, I am inspired by my husband. He much like many other men in America. He works for his family and loves us unconditionally. He is hard working, honest, caring and loving, and today I could not be prouder of him and feel more inspired by his actions. Today he will received, what I think, is one of the most prestigious awards. A citizen award from the Tampa Police Department. He helped catch a few “bad guys” in our neighborhood and because of him, a few of them are no longer stealing from our neighbors. He did the right thing. He didn’t make it a big deal, but I think it is a huge deal. He’s not the spotlight kind of person…that’s just him. And all the more reason he inspires me.
Chance inspires me because from the moment I meet him because he’s always wants to do the right thing. Family values are the highest of priority for him. Because that’s what matters the most. He has taught me that above all, it is family that should be put first. He has a strong set of values I hope our children will carry with them through life.
Today, we will watch him be recognized for something that he did because he knew it was right. A lesson any parent wants to teach their children: right from wrong. I am inspired by his humbleness and his willingness to always do the right thing. He has done it for many years when no one was looking. This inspires me to make sure that I am living my best life, but I hope my children will remember today too. It might make their road of life easier to navigate if they is always honest. We can show our children how we’d like them to behave, but we can only pray for our children to do the right thing when the time comes for them to make decisions without us.
So that’s my daily dose of inspiration. I hope that you find inspiration from people around you too. The people who are in my life, those who I call friends and family, I am inspired by each and everyone of you in simple ways that you probally don’t even realize. Thank you for keeping me going. I know you are in my life for a reason and I am so glad you are there too.