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06 Apr 2015

Easter With My People

No Comments Adventures, Lifestyle, Monday Motto, Raising Children, Uncategorized

Monday Motto: Keep it real.

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A simple day. Just us. No fuss. Just family time. We cooked together. We laughed. One of the best holidays.

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01 Mar 2015

Celebrate Life & Do Something: Life with a Rare Condition

1 Comment CAH, Everyday, Kids, Parenting, Raising Children, Uncategorized

“The world is a dangerous place; not because of those who do evil, but because of those who look on and do nothing.”

Albert Einstein

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Today is February 28. Only month in a year that we have 28 days, sometimes 29. Crazy, I know. But do you know why we have a leap year?

A common year has 365 days and a leap year 366 days, with the extra, or intercalary, day designated as February 29. A leap year occurs every four years to help synchronize the calendar year with the solar year, or the length of time it takes the earth to complete its orbit about the sun, which is about 365¼ days.

Without the extra 5 hours, 48 minutes, and 46 seconds that is needed to make the cycle complete, time would be off. Everything would be out of sync. The stars wouldn’t align and the seasons, eventually would be off. It just wouldn’t be “right.” It’s a rare day that February 29th, but we all accept it and celebrate the extra day we get every 4 years.

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Shouldn’t everyday on Earth be a celebration? We’re alive, right? That’s exactly how I feel about my kids. They are mine to celebrate and mine to protect. Unique in their own ways, but exactly who they are because of what makes them…them. And without them, for me, and many people who love them, the world wouldn’t be what it is without them either. We celebrate life, the normal and realize life is precious everyday.

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06 Nov 2014

Don’t F**K With Nap Time

No Comments Opinion, Parenting, Raising Children

Dear Mr. You-Have-No-Clue-What-Naptime-Means-To-Me:

When babies nap, stay-at-home-parents be like…

Freedom

As I type this letter, you are SO MAD that I told you NOT to start the 3-hour pressure wash my house at 11:30am. There were many good reasons that I asked specifically for this to be done ANY HOURS between the hours of 7am-12pm OR 2pm-8pm. I understand that you don’t get it. “It’s just one day. She won’t wake up. I won’t make THAT much noise.” Oh no, no, no, no…it is NOT just one day when it comes to the schedule of my toddler, who I have MIRACULOSULY figured out the Rubik cube of a puzzle, called “the toddler” where she naps for two hours, everyday.

First off…DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD THAT RUBIK CUBE is to figure out? Well, the toddler schedule is even harder. Not only to figure out, but to adhere to and to stick with once said schedule is in place. And nap time, well, nap time is as sacred to parents all over the world, just as the sign of the cross is sacred to Catholics. Parenting is my religion these days and there are a few things that I hold in the highest regard. Nap time is one of them (with a close second of bedtime and private potty or shower time.) Don’t F**K with nap time. There is nothing else that boils my blood more than others who don’t respect nap time for those of us who LIVE religiously by this sacred time during the day. You know that scene from Braveheart, where Mel Gibson has his face painted, and is ready to go to war with everyone behind him and he yells,”FREEDOM!” THIS is who I feel like when I fight for nap time. I have THAT kind of passion for my two measly hours of FREEDOM once the baby goes down for a nap and I will not be giving that up without a fight! Victory is sweet.

At this very moment in time, I LIVE by the naps. Most parents who have “been here” can relate. It is the only solitary two hours during the day where I try to do dishes, clean the house, wash/fold/put away laundry, make dinner, send e-mails, plan for Girl Scouts, write my blog, watch TV, eat lunch (or breakfast), nap myself, change the bed sheets, clean the bathrooms, paint my nails, take a shower, blow dry my hair, send HomeRoom Parent e-mails, shop online for EVERYTHING (but cold stuff), Christmas shop (yes, I do this all year long), read up on teacher e-mails for 3 OTHER KIDS, clean out the closets, garden, take out the trash, empty the dishwasher, or possible…sit down. Yes, these are all (and I am sure that I am missing some) of the things that go through my head once my two year old goes down for a nap. Oh the possibilities…so many with so little time. So when someone like you plans to come and F**K with my sacred time, I am immediately irate when you JUST. DON’T. GET. IT. because you my friend, have never walked in my shoes.

My shoes are the shoes of parents who stay home with kids and sacrifice traditional “working” roles for the role of caretaker. My boss is the baby. I try to boss her and manipulate her, but in the end, I know who is boss. You, Mr. You-Have-No-Clue-What-Naptime-Means-To-Me, don’t get that my ENTIRE DAY has been planned around nap time, from the exact time she woke up, and that if you F**K it up, I will probaly go into nuclear melt-down crazy mode and ain’t NOBODY got time for that. I cringe at a dog barking, neighbors doing construction and have even gone to the lengths of booking a hotel room in order to preserve nap time for one of my kids. Yes, that might be OVERLY dramatic about this precious time, but aren’t we all of anything that we hold of value?

I value, wait, I WORSHIP nap time, yes, my measly two hours during the middle of the day because sometimes, that’s all I get. There are NO other times during the day that I am without a child. I do get the ever so frequent break to go do yoga at night, or possibly head to a night out with the hubby or friends, but for 22 hours of the day, these four kids are under my watchful eye. Even the bedtime break is short lived because I typically pass out from exhaustion the MOMENT I sit down. So, yes, Mr. You-Have-No-Clue-What-Naptime-Means-To-Me, these two F**KING hours are MINE and I will stand to fight and protect them with everything I have and will not back down…UNLESS you want to give me the day off and deal with the cranky toddler? Didn’t thing so.

So to every parent out there who values nap time, fight with me! Do not let others just brush us off or disrespect the nap. This is my sanity. I regroup and recharge during this time and I will argue with anyone about my position on naps. They are good for babies as well as adults. (Even Harvard says so.) So PLEASE DON’t F**K with my nap time. It’s all I have left right now.

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10 Oct 2014

Mama and Mia: A Mother Daughter Vacation to Puerto Rico

No Comments Family Travel, Parenting, Raising Children

She is my first born daughter. She will be one of my best friends. She is apart of me I never knew existed. She is my heart and soul. She is a one in a million child that I now know even better than before, and can’t wait to watch her blossom into the amazing woman I know she will become in years that are around the corner.

She is my Mia.
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05 Oct 2014

What I Know From One Decade of Being a Mom

No Comments Adventures, Kids, Parenting, Raising Children, Uncategorized

Well, this one hit me pretty hard.

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He’s ten. He’s amazing. He’s made me into the person I am today.

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18 Jun 2014

We Are The Lucky Ones

2 Comments CAH, Kids, Parenting, Raising Children

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“Mommy, I will eat all my green beans tonight!”

“Really?! Wow! Shelby, you are such a big girl!”

“I know! That way I can stay healthy and won’t have to get any more blood draws, right!? Because if I eat my green beans, I will be healthy and I won’t need to go to all the doctors any more because you only go to doctors when you are sick, and I’m not sick! I am healthy.”
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14 May 2014

Yesterday Is But A Dream

3 Comments Everyday, Kids, Lifestyle, Personal, Raising Children

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.

01 May 2014

I Get It

2 Comments Adventures, Everyday, Kids, Opinion, Parenting, Raising Children

Dear Mom:

I could watch the video of Abby walking a thousand times. I think I already have. It will not be the last milestone we will reach together, but I think I get it, thanks to you. Walking, talking, reading, writing…they all require work. And time. And love. And time. And they won’t come quick, maybe easier to others, but not everything. And she will need help. And I will need help. And that’s ok. Because you taught me this:

“I will help you. I always will.” A lesson from my Mom, that I will never forget.
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18 Mar 2014

The BEST Big Brother EVER!

2 Comments CAH, Kids, Lifestyle, Parenting, Personal, Raising Children

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 more

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