Sunday, October 19, 2014

Things Mom Has to Do Before She Eats

I recently saw the following humorous clip floating around Facebook. What I love most about this (outside of how true it is), is the fact that it starts with "Prepare the Meal". I mean that step ALONE took a ton of time. And that's just one bullet!

Saturday, October 18, 2014

Confession: I locked her out of the kitchen for no reason at all

I did.

I admit it.

I had just cleaned my kitchen, and I decided, for no particular reason, that I wasn't going to allow my one year old to come in.

So I closed that little gate in-between the kitchen and the living room and told her big brothers and sister to keep it closed and not let Hannah in.

I had no real reason to do this other than the fact that I had just cleaned my kitchen.

That's it.

That's the reason.

I've locked her out before for many real reasons. Like trying to empty the dishwasher without her grabbing steak knives. Or having hot water on the stove. Or pulling dinner out of the oven.

But today? Well ...

I had just cleaned my kitchen, and I decided that I just wanted it to stay clean for more than six seconds.

That was my reason.

I wanted, for the love of all things not dirty, to enjoy the feeling of clean for a few moments, maybe even an hour.

Is that too much to ask?

Now that I think about it, clean is a very broad word.

What actually constitutes clean?

I am sure that there would be many people who might see the job I did on my kitchen that day and think that it looked like their kitchen on a bad day. I recognize that the standard of clean varies greatly from person to person.

For two years in Turkey and two years in the Azores, I had a housekeeper.

Oh the love I felt for Hatice and Hita. 

And to be honest, for four years of my life, I never had to think about cleaning. Oh sure I did lots of picking up and wiping down counters and emptying dishwashers and doing laundry.

But I didn't have to do the deep cleaning required of living in a home.

But those days are behind me now. I may return to them, but during this season of our life, when we are busy saving money to buy our farm, we have decided to cut some frivolous things out.

And a housekeeper was voted as frivolous.

(But oh the joy of that frivolity!)

Back to reality.

I don't have a housekeeper.

And so I must manage to clean without the help of those lovely ladies.

And so I decided that because I had just cleaned my kitchen I would lock my one-year-old out for as long as possible.

Hannah is a HUMAN TORNADO. I have had four children. But none of those children can destroy a room in as little a time as Hannah can. I really believe that dust settles in her wake. I sometimes think she has super human powers to just snap her chubby little fingers and cause toys to jump out of boxes and books to fall out of shelves and kitchens to fall to their knees and beg me to please lock that gate so that they can enjoy solitude for just one minute longer!

And so I decided to write a blog post about it. I'm very big on keeping it real. I'm constantly striving to present my real life so that no one thinks that I am something I am not. And I wanted all of you moms out there attempting to keep your house clean with dozens of little fingers and little toes on your heels, to do what you need to do to relish the accomplishment.

Motherhood, I have discovered, is a series of accomplishments that are never really accomplished.

"I did the laundry," is followed by, "Put those poopy pants directly into the washing machine."
"The dishes are done," is quickly trailed by, "Put your dirty dishes in the sink."
"All the kids have had baths," often hears, "Get back in the tub so I can wash that off of you."

So do yourself a favor. Lock your kids out of a room now and then just so that a room stays clean for the sake of staying clean. Get a good book, plop down on the couch, ignore the screaming and pleading around you, and just bask in the feeling of accomplishment.

Because whether you believe it or not, you did it!

And even if it lasts only moments, that deserves a few minutes to bask in your glory.

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Friday, October 17, 2014


Friday Funnies

I was clipping Sidge's fingernails in the bathroom. Trying to keep them in the sink, I asked him to put his foot up on the sink so I could clip his toenails.
Sidge: "Mom, this is not comfortable."
Me: "I know, but you can do it."
Sidge: "It's hard."
Me: "I know, but I want to keep the nails in the sink."
Sidge: "Can you do this?"
Me: "Do what?"
Sidge: "Put your foot up on the sink?"
Me: "I bet I can."
Sidge: "When did you do it? Today?"
Me: "Well, not today, but I've done it."
Sidge: "Could you do it now so I can see you do it?"
Me: "No."


Sidge LOVES to listen to stories about his Daddy when he was a kid. And Grama is great at telling them. He is always asking her to tell a story about Daddy when he was little. One night at dinner, Grama randomly said, "I remember your Daddy doing that when he was little."

Sidge's immediate response was, "Wait Grama. Stop. Could you go back and start at the beginning of the day and tell me everything you remember about Daddy on that day?"


Abigail: "I don't want anymore of my candycorn."
Me: "Why? Do you not like it?"
Abigail: "It's too healthy."


Phrases Abigail is now using:

"Never mind."
"Can someone help me here?"
"You've got to be kidding me."


And here is a fun video of Hannah that should make you smile:

First lost ... then sick

First Scrubs got lost. (And subsequently found.)

Then he goes and get sick.

And not just a little sick but a lot sick.

Scrubs was just not acting himself for a number of days. And it kept getting worse. First he wasn't eating much. Then he threw up. Then he was getting us up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. Then he was lying around a lot more than usual. Then he stopped greeting us when we came home. And the final sign? He wouldn't even take a bacon snack from me!

Each day I thought, "Tomorrow he'll feel better." And each day it got worse. So much so that I found a vet in town and brought him in yesterday.

Apparently he was pretty sick. He had a fever and they traced it to an unknown infection that was affecting his liver. We left him at the Clinic all day to get fluids, bought a very expensive special dog food, and have started him on two different medications to help combat the illness.

(I love the quote from the book Marley and Me when the author writes, "We could have bought a small yacht with what we spent on our dog and all the things he destroyed. Then again, how many yachts wait by the door all day for your return?")

I repeated that quote to myself many times as I let the vet swipe my credit card for that visit ...

In the meantime, I had scheduled overdue well visits for Abigail and Isaac at our new pediatrician and flu shots for everyone but Isaac (who is allergic to eggs and can't have a shot.)

So I brought Scrubs into the vet at 10am, had the kids appointments at 2:30pm, and had to get back by 4:30pm to pick up Scrubs before the vet closed for the day.

Five appointments in one day.

World record for this mom.

Thank goodness I had my father and mother-in-law to help me while JB was doing his third 12-hour shift in a row.

Scrubs is home now, and doing much better. He's still a bit on the lethargic side. But he is eating and accepting snacks again.

The kids did equally well. We need to get Abigail's speech assessed as she seems a bit behind for three-years-old, but otherwise, everyone is very healthy! Abigail had a full length conversation with the pediatrician, and while I needed to do some translation, I was so proud of my little shy girl for telling the doctor all about the fact that she likes sushi and tomatoes and wants to be princess Aurora when she grows up!

I'll keep ya'll posted on our little pup and how he is feeling. Hopefully he'll be back to our annoying dog in no time and quit this lying around business!

Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Wee-wind Wednesday

Flashing back today to October 15, 2008. JB and I were in New Mexico with one of my great friends -- Kristi. The picture above is of Kristi with her third child -- Ryan and my little Isaac. I am about six months pregnant with Elijah "Sidge" in this picture. What a joyous time to finally celebrate motherhood with my college friend. I really hope I can go to New Mexico again soon to visit Kristi.