Monday, April 16, 2018

30 Days of Lists - March 2018

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I have no clue why I participate in 30 Days of Lists every year because I never get it finished ON TIME, but yet, I do it. Every. Single. Time.

Anyway, here’s my 30 Days of Lists for March 2018.

Day 1 - I want to be...
   - Stronger
   - Healthier
   - Peaceful
   - Sweeter
   - Hopeful

Day 2 - I see myself in these fictional characters
   - Eeyore
   - Hester Prynne
   - Jane Eyre
   - Janie Crawford
   - Jo March

Day 3 - My anthems
   - Bad at Love – Halsey
   - Castle – Halsey
   - Explosions – Ellie Goulding
   - Fall Down or Fly – Lindi Ortega
   - Gasoline – Halsey
   - Not Ready to Make Nice – Dixie Chicks
   - Bottle & My Bible – Highway 55

Day 4 - Tips for getting started with…a new week
   - Write down plans for upcoming week
   - Meal plan if you do that
   - Make note of appointments
   - Make list of calls to make, shopping, general to do’s
   - Go to bed Early!

Day 5 - Ways in which I would like to grow this year
   - Spiritually
   - Photography skills
   - Self love
   - Being more mindful
   - Less procrastinating
   - Learn to eat healthier

Day 6 - The emoji’s I use the most
   - 😂
   - 😳
   - 
️️   - 😝
   - 😑
   - 💕
   - 😉
   - 😘
   - 🙄
   - 🤦‍♀
   - 🤷

Day 7 - I feel powerful when
   - I'm proven right
   - I finally finish something
   - I'm slamming the mom game
   - I dress nice
   - I go to church

Day 8 - Things other people love that I don't get
   - professional sports
   - scrapbooking
   - cleaning
   - any mayonnaise but Dukes
   - exercise
   - huge houses (see cleaning!)

Day 9 - Ways to nurture myself
   - mani/pedi
   - rest
   - mind games/puzzles
   - writing to Soldiers
   - hot showers

Day 10 - My favorite local businesses
   - Artisans Center
   - Sweet Dreams, Sewn Seams & Jelli Beans
   - Williams Seafood
   - Dukes BBQ
   - Old Bank Christmas & Gifts

Day 11 - Things to do every weekend
   - rest
   - alcohol
   - grocery shopping

Day 12 - ___ is my cardio
   - SEX

Day 13 - Things I believed as a child
   - love can last forever
   - there's a prince charming for me

Day 14 - Home is where...
   - I never get peace
   - but it's really where my heart is

Day 15 - Things I learned recently
   - you have to give and take
   - to bite my tongue more
   - it's ok to ask for help
   - sometimes you HAVE to put yourself first

Day 16 - Every time I go to WALMART, I buy...
   - way too much crap that we don't really need
   - something Keegan bugs me for

Day 17 - My freezer essentials
   - toaster strudels
   - beef
   - french fries
   - easy breakfast stuff

Day 18 - Things that make my life easier
   - cell phone
   - computer
   - being a SAHM right now
   - my car
   - my bullet journal

Day 19 - At the end of a long day, all I want is...
   - a hot shower
   - my bed

Day 20 - The best parts of Spring
   - rainstorms
   - flowers blooming
   - flip flops and shorts

Day 21 - Back in my day...
   - dial up internet
   - corded car phones
   - PAPER encyclopedias

Day 22 - My favorite plants
   - hydrangeas
   - orchids

Day 23 - Advice to ignore
   - don't quit (sometimes you have to)
   - follow your heart (it's not always right)
   - don't worry (clearly people don't know me that well)

Day 24 - Little things I am enjoying today
   - sleeping in
   - beautiful weather

Day 25 - Best news this week/month
   - Spring Break is next week!
   - paid the bills and actually had money left over

Day 26 - I would like a refresh on:
   - ADULTHOOD!

Day 27 - Favorite movie lines
   - cow...another cow...I think it's the same cow
   - I honestly don't have many favorite quotes.....

Day 28 - I am saving for...
   - saving? what the heck is that!?!?!?!?!

Day 29 - Unfinished projects I want to complete this year
   - my front porch
   - redoing the handicap ramp
   - finish the master bathroom remodel
   - new kitchen sink
   - set up my craft area

Day 30 - Before bed tonight, I will...
   - work on next month's budget, planning, etc.

Thursday, March 29, 2018

Color Coordinated Egg Hunts????

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Easter is approaching, fast, as in like 3 days from now! My son is 14 so he's "too old" for Easter Egg Hunts, but I recently saw a share on Facebook that made me grin and pissed me off at the same time. Just look for yourself….


What the hell is this??? Sure, it might be great for very small kids and could help them with learning their colors. But seriously, what the hell are we teaching our kids? This is one of those "fair is fair" type of deals, but it's crap. This ranks right up there with participation ribbons and trophies. We're teaching our kids that life is going to be fair and they'll always be rewarded for the mildest things. It's a lie though. Ok, we all know I can be an angry bitter person and I AM working on that with my therapist, but no amount of therapy can make me change my mind about raising my son to know that he won't always get what he wants and life isn't fair.

We should teach our children that participation is necessary regardless of whether you're on a winning team or not. Being a team player is about supporting your teammates regardless of what the outcome may be. Our children need to know that they may participate in something where someone else will earn, gain or win more than they will. We should teach our children to be compassionate to others but to also realize when it's time to stand their ground to keep themselves from being used and walked on. These lessons begin in childhood and the teenage years. We can't raise our children to always think life will be fair and then send them off at 18 thinking life is going to be easy, a walk in the park.

It's not. Plain and simple.

Sunday, October 29, 2017

Fairy Tales vs. Reality

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For most, fairy tales are introduced to us as children from our parents. They become goodnight stories or perhaps entertainment to keep us from becoming bored. As kids, many of us are read fairy tales because they were fun and comforting. Others may have stumbled upon fairy tales on their own. Some have never even heard of fairy tales.

For kids, fairy tales bring a sense of comfort. Those with happy loving families just equate the fairy tale to their life and mommy married prince charming and everyone’s living happily ever after. There are other kids who find solace in these tales. Kids whose home life isn’t so great or pleasant and they get entranced by these tales, feeling like their current life won’t always be that way, that one day someone will come along and rescue them. It's what we choose to look forward to, a charmed life.

As adults, let’s face it, FAIRY TALES FUCKING SUCK. Of course many of us continue to read them to our kids because hey, it’s a right of childhood to hear the tales from mommy and or daddy’s mouths. But again, they suck once you’re an adult. Yes, you might find your prince charming but really, what happens once prince charming is found and locked down with a ring and a license? We never get the ending of a fairy tale. I mean, we do, “and they lived happily ever after.” Seriously! What’s your definition of happily ever after? Why didn’t Peter Pan stick around when I needed him and Neverland the most? Oh wait, because I grew up and he’s a fucking immortal child or, in actuality, a figment of our imaginations. Where’s my shiny castle with my horse drawn carriage and a man taking care of me? Again, in another book…

Don't get me wrong, many people end of living their form of a fairy tale life. Let's face it though, it's nothing like the stories we read or heard growing up. No one has a perfect life. Everyone has problems. Everyone fights. After we meet prince charming the fantasy ends and reality begins. Compromises, bills, children, jobs and for many, fighting, over all of these things. That's when it ends. You realize life isn't what you thought it would be and that everything you fantasized about as a kid just isn't real.

Fairy tales are an illusion and a lie, that's all…

Thursday, July 6, 2017

Simply Summer's Eve™

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On behalf of Crowdtap and Simply Summer's Eve, I received these amazing (in my opinion) products to try out! I fell in love! Samples (they were actually full size but it’s still considered a “sampling”) sent to me were a foaming body was, a pack of cleansing cloths and a box of individually wrapped cleansing cloths, all mandarin blossom smelling!

Let me tell you, these smell AMAZING! With the body wash, depending on what you use to wash with, doesn’t take much. I use a loofah so I honestly don’t know what a wash rag would require but I use 2-3 pumps and get a good bit of body wash and can thoroughly clean all of myself from neck to toes (excluding my head because I use face wash on my face and ears). The body wash cleans very well and the smell literally lingers all day long, even through sweat and getting dirty! The cloths, both packages are great for on the go. The individual wraps can be tucked in any small space and the regular pack can be tossed in the car or your purse or you can leave them home in a convenient place when you need them. I used the cleansing cloths after a day at the beach, in areas that the outdoor showers can’t clean and they worked GREAT. The only remnants of the beach were on or in the linings of the swimsuit itself. I was able to put on real clothes and ride home from the beach (an hour and a half ride) comfortably.

I’ve seen commercials many times for Summer’s Eve body washes but never for their cleansing cloths so I had no idea they existed. I am in love with them though! They do such an amazing job of cleaning where they need to clean. You really only need one, maybe two depending on the area and dirtiness and they leave a smell that lasts until you wash again! They’re easy to carry with you and share if necessary. I will be buying these in the future when I’m close to being out of the ones I have now and I hope anyone reading this gives them a try! They're affordable and AMAZING!

This post is sponsored by Summer’s Eve® as part of a sampling activation for Crowdtap. I received complimentary products to facilitate my review. 

Wednesday, July 5, 2017

Judging other parents is so 2016!

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Soooooo, I follow several parenting blogs, but 99.9% of them are women like myself (and some men bloggers too, who parent like I do). They tell the truth, or at least the truth about their lives with their families. They don't sugar coat ANYTHING and hold nothing back. They are what I call the REAL-WORLD parents. No, this doesn't mean that I think the happy and seemingly perfect families and parents aren't real, but seriously, I relate to these blunt parents sooooo much more! The ones who don't pretend life is always perfect and that there are no bad or moody depressing moments. The ones who will be honest about wanting to down a bottle of wine for breakfast and hide in the bathroom or closet for 5 minutes (or hours) of peace.

I realize I only have one kid, so people think I should have it easy (they've said so to my face and behind my back, cowards who are too scared to say it to my face), but there's nothing easy about being a parent. Being a parent means that you are responsible for the life of another person, every.single.day. It's your responsibility to keep them alive, relatively happy and healthy while trying to keep yourself in the same condition so that you CAN provide for that person, or persons, whether you have one child or eight! Add to that being a full-time caregiver for a sick family member and being a girlfriend who apparently spends a lot of time talking to herself and one can end up with quite the shit show. There are GREAT days, mediocre days and horrible days. It's all a part of life.

I don't write this for pity. I don't write this for anyone to feel bad for me or console me. I made all the choices in my life that have landed me where I am, but sometimes you just have to get it out. Whether it be written word, spoken word, hitting a punching bag, going for a walk, having a BOTTLE of wine before bed, etc. Whatever works!

Back to my point though, I love these particular blogs because they make me laugh, cry, get angry and many other emotions, but that’s because in reading their posts, I realize I'm really not alone despite how I feel sometimes, especially when I see so many happy shiny moments from friends on Facebook and other social media. I have however, come to realize that most people only post the happy moments. Not because they are ashamed of the not so happy moments, but because they often fear being judged and ridiculed.

I recently read a blog post by Lola Lolita, that focused on discipline, or rather, people judging parents about supposed lack of discipline. She vents about how other parents love to claim their kids would never behave a certain way, or they never did behave a certain way. My personal opinion, not hers, is that these people are on severely strong medication and they are in denial about how their children REALLY are or were. No one, and I mean no one has absolutely perfect children. A person can indeed have REALLY well-behaved children, however, children ALWAYS screw up somewhere at some point. Plain and simple. Especially if they are surrounded by other children, whether they are siblings, cousins, or kids at daycare, school, the park, etc. It’s a FACT OF LIFE. Back to the point, the blog post. She continues to talk about how very different her three children are, for many reasons. She has one child with high anxiety, one with a brain injury and one who is learning his own independence, and most importantly, THEY ARE CHILDREN. They are all learning who they are, have different needs and have a willpower that could surpass any adults, any day.

I know from experience. I only have ONE child and man is he a very independent 13-year-old and always has been. He tested his boundaries daily and still does. He is and was learning who he is and his limits. I hate this woman feels like she has to defend herself to those who judge her methods but unfortunately, that’s the world we live in now. Everyone judges everyone for every little thing. Everyone has an opinion, which isn’t a bad thing, but not every opinion needs to be expressed, especially when it has nothing to do with you or your life.

My favorite part of her post however, was the last little bit.

She says:
“In short, don’t be a dick. Parenting is hard enough as it is. Instead of rushing to judgment, try empathizing and finding the humor in the shit show. Camaraderie is so much more pleasant than pitting ourselves against one another.

We’re all in the parental trenches together. Let’s try to help each other out rather than sinking one another into the pit further."

THIS IS GOLD, PURE GOLD! We spend so much time judging others’ parenting methods that we tend to forget how much it can suck in our own home or out in public when our child misbehaves. Maybe that’s actually the point of judging others. When we judge others, it makes us feel better about how crappy a situation may be in our life and we focus on others’ behavior because it makes us feel better about our own insecurities, failures, poor choices, or just a rough patch we’re going through at the time. When people judge us, openly, in any fashion that we can witness it, we tend to think we're doing something wrong as parents, or we feel like they’re making us look bad, like we can’t control this little person half our size who to others seem easily controlled by a shout, or a pop on the bottom. The truth is, all children ARE different. Children can be born with the same DNA and makeup of their parents, but none of them, and I mean none of them, are exactly alike and one method of discipline or even a reward system may work for one child but not for another. I have many friends with multiple children who are nothing like each other. For instance, one child may be into sports and outdoor fun while the other may be super into technology. If the outdoorsy child gets in trouble, a spanking or being sent to their room might be a beneficial punishment but this won’t work for the other unless you also take away their lifeline, the tablet, phone, computer, whatever it is during that phase. Oftentimes kids get used to a punishment and it’s no longer going to work. 

My son for example, is in love with his phone and used to be in love with his Xbox. Because spanking him became a funny thing for him since he’s taller and more muscular than me, we began taking away his Xbox first because it was his love long before the phone was. After a while when he’d get in trouble and we’d sit down to talk to him, his response would be something along the lines of “I’m sorry, how long is my Xbox gone for?” At this point we knew this was no longer working because he didn’t seem to care if he didn’t have it anymore. Then it was the phone. At the moment, he is a very social child and likes to spend every free minute with his best friend so now the punishment is grounding to the house, no company and no phone or any other form of communication with his friends during that time frame unless it’s at school, during the school year. This one so far has lasted longer than the rest because he’s 13 and doesn’t want to be trapped inside the house while his friends are out doing things and having fun. Don’t get me wrong, my child isn’t a hellion by any means. He doesn’t throw fits. He doesn’t do too many stupid things, he doesn’t fight or talk back to teachers and he usually does what he’s told. He just has a smart mouth and as far as that USUALLY doing what he’s told, sometimes requires multiple reminders. When he’s confronted about things, he catches an attitude before he realizes it’s coming out of his mouth. He gets that from me and we’re working on it together as I don’t want him to be a terrible adult one day! His smart mouth, poor grades and failing to do his few chores are usually what gets him in trouble. 

My point is, discipline comes in many forms, just like children do. One method doesn’t always work and the form of discipline MUST change as the child grows and changes, as well as the way the world changes with how other people are, new technology always coming out, new crazy phrases, dances, fads, etc.

I’d also like to point out that in a previous paragraph, I said we because I've caught myself too many times watching a child throw a tantrum in a store and I thought to myself, "if he/she were my child, they'd have a nice ass cutting and would be sitting in the buggy for the rest of the shopping trip, I don’t care how old they are." There have also been many times where I’ve seen the parents doing absolutely nothing, letting the child do what they want, or watching a teenager smart mouth their parent in public and I’ve said something to set them straight. That wasn’t my place, and the truth is, I had no idea why those kids were behaving the way they were. I don’t know if the children suffered from mental illness, malnutrition, poor parenting, lack of love, whatever. I also had no idea what kind of day, week, month, however long, that family was having. They could have just lost a family member, adopted a new child that was used to poor foster parents or abusive biological parents, lost a job recently, or were getting a divorce. The truth is, I just had no idea and it probably wasn’t my place to step in. 

I may not have stepped in myself, but I was thrust into situations many times where I DID have to take control when someones kid was being an ass, especially when my friends and I would all get together and hang out. Several of them failed to do anything about their kids, which in that case, I totally blame on the parents. When you do what you want when you want and allow your children to do the same without ANY try at all to set them on a better path, you are to blame. However, when we were there, my son was always well behaved. He does extremely well in public, so at least I have that going for me! He was also the oldest of all the children so he’d try to keep them busy and having fun while the adults were having their time. If they got out of hand, my son would come get one of us but the parent would just say something like “tell him to stop that.” One in particular had children who would physically hit her and yell at her. On one occasion that we were all together, her child, smaller than mine, much smaller, punched my kid in the face and hit him with a television remote in the head, causing a bleed. I walked in the house and told her if she wasn't going to do anything, I would because that’s uncalled for regardless of who’s child he had hit. She just shrugged her shoulders at me. My son refused to hit him back because he was smaller than him. I turned the child around, popped his behind and told him if I caught him doing that again I would wear him out. He ran outside to tell his mother and she merely said, “well I guess you better listen to what she said.” Those types of parents, I still don’t feel like I have the right to judge, but I do believe they get whatever comes to them in regard to their kids in the present and in the future, because they failed to parent, at all! I mostly feel bad for those children though.

The biggest thing I want for anyone who reads this post, if anyone does, is to understand that there are MANY reasons while children may be lacking manners and good behavior in public. Unless you know for a fact what’s going on, keep your nose out of it. If you HAVE to say something, merely say “we’ve all been there and we understand.” This can mean so much to a parent struggling for whatever reason. Also, even if you know what’s going on, unless you’re going to say something reassuring and possibly offer POSITIVE help, then keep your damn mouth shut!

Monday, January 9, 2017

Learning as a parent....

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My son is 13 now and considering all we've been through, I honestly believe we're lucky to both be alive and in one piece each. When I was 19 and found out I was pregnant, well, it wasn't necessarily a surprise but I certainly wasn't ready. I had no clue how to be a mom or what to do in any and all situations. Over the years however, I've learned a lot about myself. I've also learned a lot about being a parent and for every mother out there, no, I'm not perfect and I certainly don't do everything right, or at least right in most peoples' eyes, sometimes my own, but I'm surviving parenthood and my kid is surviving childhood and we're both happy. That's all that matters. Remember we're all just trying to get through this without going insane. While every parent does things differently, we all learn something new, whether it's our first or fifth child. Every day is an adventure. These are things I've learned since I became a mom 13 years ago today…

I’m capable. I have learned to do so many things I never thought I could do. Step on leggos without screaming at 2am while checking on a sleeping baby. Become a ninja when you check on them at naptime and see them roll over to look at you. Catch baby vomit, pee and poop in my hand. Gross I know but it’s happened, with all three of those bodily functions. Yes, my kid is 13 now so those days are behind me!!! Thank goodness. Point is, I learned that I'm capable of more than I ever thought I could be.

I’m a lot stronger than I ever thought I could be. I’ve had my heart broken multiple times since having my son and I handled it better than I ever did before I became a mom. I have handled so much that would’ve knocked many people down but I’ve gotten back up every time and come out stronger. It's all for him.

My heart is huge. I never thought I could have so much love for someone until my son was born. No matter what he does, my heart is always bursting with love for that kid.

They who they are. It doesn’t matter what you want them to be or who you want them to be, they are who they are. They’re going to be their own person and you should embrace it. I have always encouraged my son to be the best person he can be and do what makes him happy, preferably as long as it’s legal!

Time is precious. The last 13 years have flown by. Seriously. It feels like I held my little baby in my arms for the first time just yesterday. So much has happened in the last 13 years and it’s literally flown by. I remember his first steps, his first words, his first incoming and outgoing teeth, kindergarten graduation……and it all feels like it went by too fast. In 5 short years, my son will graduate high school and be an adult. Time please slow down…

Messy is OK. Kids are kids. If they get mud on the floor, remember they were outside making dirty but fun memories. If there’s glue on your couch, you can wash it off. Appreciate the homemade gift. Your children will remember the time you spent with them and the love you gave them more than they’ll remember a perfectly clean house. Believe me.

Simple moments really are the best. You don’t have to throw a $1000 birthday party every year or go to Disney every summer. Sitting with your child in a theater watching a movie of their choice and sharing a container of popcorn is enough. It doesn’t even have to be in a theater. My son and I watch movies at home all the time together. We go to the park and feed the ducks. We make a grocery run together. Even our simple short rides to and from school are quality time spent talking, laughing, singing and dancing. These are simple moments that your kids will love simply because they got to spend time with you.

We’re all learning. Every parent is different with how they do things. There’s no wrong way or right way. Breast vs. bottle. Circumcise your kid or don’t. Coddle or let them cry it out. Every parent has a different method, a different choice and they’re not wrong. Everyone has a reason for doing what they’re doing. As long as you think you’re doing it right and your kid is happy and healthy, that’s all that matters.

Traditions are memories in the making. Passing on a family recipe while teaching your child how to make it will feed their minds and bodies for a lifetime. Buying your child a new ornament every Christmas and giving them to your kid when they move out and have their own first tree. These are memories your children will have forever and will hopefully pass along to their own children.

Be a parent first. I know it’s tough to discipline your children and see that look on their faces or the “hurt” in their eyes. I know it will cut to the core if they ever tell you they hate you. Rest assured, they don’t and they will appreciate everything you’ve done for them one day, but this just means that you’re doing something right now. They “hate you” because they know they’re doing wrong and you’re not about to let them get away with it. Again, they’ll appreciate it one day and it will be lessons for them when they have kids of their own one day. It will also make them less of an asshole adult.

Pay attention. No matter what your kids are doing, pay attention. When they seem to be acting in a way that they don’t need you, it’s when they really need you the most. Something's wrong and they don’t know how to express it. Show them you care and that you’re there no matter what’s going on.

Love everything your child gives you. My son knows that he’s given me some crazy, random and possibly ugly stuff over the years. He’s said so himself now that he’s older. But accept those things because when they were created, it was the only way they could express their love for you at the time. They’ll remember this.

Use your words wisely and watch your actions. Kids pay attention to everything and absorb everything. Everything you say influences them. Your words and actions can make or break a child.

It’s guaranteed that your dominant parents voice and words will come out of your own mouth one day. I said I’d never be like my parents but I find myself sounding like my mother more and more every single day.

Wine. It makes the world go round, especially after a long tiring day when you just need to relax. Wine and a hot bath.

Everyone makes mistakes. Kids make mistakes. It’s what they do. They aren’t born knowing exactly what to do. It’s our job to teach our kids right from wrong. We let them make small mistakes, hope they learn from them, and try to keep them from making the big mistakes.

Having few true friends who understand your life and are still there is a huge thing. Once you become a parent, two things usually happen. You tend to lose most of your “friends” because they are either not parents and don’t seem to understand that you can’t go out all the time or they feel abandoned because you don’t call all the time and talk like you used to. One great thing you’ll come to find though, is that you will find some other new amazing parent friends. These are those people that know you don’t have to pick up the phone every day to stay friends but they’ll be there for you in crunch time and vice versa. I lost a lot of so called friends because I became a mom at 19. Most of my friends were single, living life, going to college and pursuing other things. Once I became a mom, they dropped like flies because I didn’t want to go out and party anymore. Nothing wrong with partying, we were all still so young, but once I got pregnant, I didn’t want it anymore. I had a human growing in me and I decided it was best for that humans life to focus on him. While the first few years were difficult for friendships, as time passed, I have made some amazing friends who are also parents who get it. They love me no matter what. They may disagree, and say so, with some of my decisions, but they still support my choices as a parent and know we’re all in it together doing the best we can.

The questions never end. This goes two ways. One being that your children NEVER stop asking questions. They’re young minds desire to learn and be molded. They are forever asking questions ranging from simple “what’s for dinner” to “where do babies come from?” My son is always asking me stuff and sometimes I feel like an idiot, but that’s ok. We usually end up learning something new together. The second way being, that we as parents never stop asking our own questions. "Am I doing this right? What the hell am I going to do about dinner when we won’t be home until 10pm and have no money to go out? Where am I going to send my kids to school? What the hell was I thinking?" That being my favorite to ask because I always feel like I’m making mistakes, in my life and in his. I always wonder what he’ll be like as an adult and will it be a reflection of what I’ve done over the years. Will he be an engineer or a felon? No one wants to ask that question but let’s face it, it’s always a possibility no matter how great of a job you do as a parent.

Be prepared for anything. I mean anything. Be prepared to change a crappy diaper in a parking lot at a fancy restaurant. Be prepared to stop on the side of the road or clean barf out of your car. Be prepared to send your kid to a private school. Be prepared to answer questions you don’t know the answers to. Be prepared to use Google a lot. Be prepared for an unending pile of dirty laundry and dirty dishes. Be prepared for people to randomly stop by when your house is a disaster. (This is ok by the way, it means your home is lived in and your kids are happy!) I mean, a lot! Be prepared. Just be prepared…

Everyone has an opinion. Seriously. No matter what you do, everyone is going to have an opinion about whether you’re doing a good job or not. Crazy part is, most of these highly opinionated people don’t even have kids and have no clue what you’re going through. Just nod, say thanks and keep on moving. It’ll be less stressful than trying to tell them they have no right to tell you what to do.

Privacy. Yea right. This goes out the window when you have kids. You will most likely never shower alone again. Even if they aren’t in the room with you, they’ll be standing outside the door asking where something is or when you’re going to be done. Even at 13, my son still finds something he needs or wants the minute that shower turns on.

Forget your selfish needs. By this, I mean, forget wanting anything ever again! Don’t get me wrong, I still buy things I want or need sometimes, but my son always comes first. If I want a new pair of shoes but he has a field trip coming up or summer camp, you can bet the money is going to him first. The shoes can wait. I have everything I NEED and I want him to have memories and a childhood that he can tell his future kids about. Now this doesn’t mean that you have to spoil your kids rotten with every new gaming system, electronic device or brand name shoe that hits the market. You just learn what to value more and hopefully teach that to your children as well.

Remember what I said earlier about everyone having an opinion. We were all there once too. Sometimes we still look at other parents and say things like “I would never do that with my child or allow him to have this or that for dinner.” Face it. You will eat your words one day. When you’ve been in the grocery store for over an hour and your child is whining and only wants a candy bar, you’ll end up giving in. When you’ve had a super busy long day full of work, field trips, laundry, sports events, etc. and you have no energy to cook dinner, you’ll be thrilled to hit up McDonald’s or go home and fix a bowl of cereal. Oh well. Your kid ate right?

You learn to laugh at yourself and your kids and you teach them it’s ok to do the same. When your kid goes running down the hall and falls for no reason, you’re going to laugh. It’s funny. He’ll cry but if he sees you laughing, he’ll quit, get up and laugh at himself even if he doesn’t realize it. It’s ok to laugh at your screw ups and it’s great to teach your child that it’s ok, as long as it isn’t a big screw up. You’ll learn to laugh at a bowl of spaghetti dumped upside down on your sofa. You might not be thrilled but yelling at your child for an accident only hurts them and life is too short to be mad at everything.

You’ll probably never get anywhere on time again. Even if you were the perfect on time person before your child came along or even a few years into their life, it will eventually end, especially as they get older. Children move slower than anything you’ve ever witnessed. As babies, you can prepare everything they’ll need the night before you go somewhere. As kids, you have to constantly get after them to get moving, get dressed, hurry up and eat, brush their teeth. It’s always something. One child can be tough. And that’s all I have. But friends of mine who have multiple children are never on time. I’m ok with that. I get it!

Participation does not deserve a trophy. I know that might sound harsh but when I was my son's age, we didn't get ribbons or trophies just for participating. Teach your child that while it's awesome to win, it's ok to lose too. It builds character. Teach them to remember that when they're winning someone else is losing and that it happens to all of us. We can't all be good at everything we try but to try everything you want to. Whether you're good or bad, you can say you tried and you never know what you're good at if you don't try it at least once. You also might not get it the first time but keep trying if it's something you really want. 

Parent bashing is a no-no. This should be a no-no whether you're a parent or not, but non-parents love to say how they'd never do this or that when they become a parent and they want to tell you every thing that you should and shouldn't do with your kids. Other parents can be the same. "Well I breastfed and it's best so why didn't you?" "Why would you take him out in freezing cold weather just for milk?" First off, none of this is anyone else's business. Secondly, as long as your kid is happy and healthy, that's all that matters. If you have no milk in the house and no money for a babysitter, you bundle the kid up and roll out. If you bottle fed then so what? Too many people judge without knowing someone else's story and we as parents REALLY don't need anymore judgement. Ok, so my kid eats junk food. I am usually in workout pants, t-shirt, no bra and the proverbial mom pony-tail. Who cares? My kid plays sports, lots of sports, and eats healthy several nights a week so the workouts and healthy food outweigh the limited junk he has. I have no one to impress and I'm tired from doing everything and running everyone around. I am not dolling up to look good for other sports moms. The point is, again, if your kid is happy and healthy screw other parents bashing you. Also remember that you don't like how it feels so don't do it either. Just support each others' decisions and move along. Parents need support systems more than opinions.

We're all in this trying to do what's best. We're all trying to be good parents so just keep doing what you're doing and parent on!

Tuesday, December 20, 2016

Small families and the holidays

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So... I'm fairly thankful that I have a small family. With the holidays approaching, I shudder to think of what I'd do if we had a super large family and had to host people in our home.

The only time I've ever hosted an actual holiday dinner in my home, my grandmother was the only person invited and it pissed the rest of my family off.

My black boyfriend wasn't allowed in her (my grandmother) home, not by her doing, but because other family members might be offended (whatever) and that's where we always have holiday dinners, even now that she's passed on. There were two individuals who married into the family that didn't care for mixing the races as far as dating goes so to keep them from being uncomfortable, my man wasn't invited.

So… basically we were made to feel uncomfortable and unwelcome. I mean, we, as in actual family, could attend, and I normally wouldn't choose someone I'm not married to over my own family but their reasons were stupid. We were eating dinner, not having an orgy.

I decided if he couldn't eat there, then the five of us would eat here and I invited my grandmother because she told me herself he would've been welcome regardless. Even though it was her house, everyone else rallied against it.

I did a great job on cooking everything and we had a traditional Christmas meal. I mean, we normally eat hamburger helper, spaghetti or something I can throw in the crock pot, oven or pressure cooker. I love one pan/pot/dish meals! But I pulled it off all by myself! Yay for me. But boy was it a lot of hard work.

I'm the type of person to literally clean when I learn company's coming over because we NEVER have company and I despise cleaning. I do the dishes, clean up the kitchen and do the laundry. I keep the bathrooms less than disgusting. That's about the extent of my cleaning. I have kids. One legit kid and one grown kid (my man). Neither knows how to pick up after themselves and they're both old enough to do so. One even gets PAID to clean up and apparently it's easier to wait for Christmas and Birthday to ask for presents instead of working for money to buy throughout the year. I get sick of it so my house is a mess.

There are cooking pans and boxed/canned foods on the table. Storage boxes with stuff we use on a semi-regular basis stacked in random places. Blankets on the couch that don't belong there. Shoes all over the place. Dust on the ceiling fans and perhaps a spider web sans spiders in the corners of the living room and dining room, neither of which we frequent. We're more of a "our bedrooms are our sanctuaries, we only leave to fix our plates, use the restroom, shower and leave the house." Seriously. I'm not kidding. We're a distant family inside these walls. We love our space and privacy. Outside the home we're social and fun together. It works. My kid is loved and he knows it. That's good enough for me and he does spend some quality time in my room with me watching TV shows we like.

Getting back on track. Family dinners. Even now that my grandmother is gone, we still use her old home which was left to my youngest 1st cousin, for family dinners. Much of it is cooked there by my cousin but we all kind of pot luck it. We all bring something to contribute. My contribution used to be deviled eggs but apparently my oldest 1st cousin one-upped me on those and the family believe paprika tastes good on eggs. Yuck. But, I can make my grandfather's potato salad and NO ONE ELSE CAN so I win there! That and a dessert, since I LOVE to bake, are my contributions.

That one dinner for five almost killed me. If I had to feed my whole family I would die. It's relatively small and we all live close to each other so there's no travel, no hosting of family, no changing tradition by switching up houses. We tried that two years in a row and confused everyone!

My boyfriends family is a different story. They bounce around at the holidays and his family is HUGE! All the women cook stuff and bring it to the designated location. When I say they cook stuff, think of about 50 women cooking a minimum of 2 dishes each. There's so much food to choose from you have no idea what to get! I love eating with his family but sometimes I just have to take a break and eat with my family. I love the traditional food we have and the way they've cooked it for years and I prefer to be in a smaller anti-social setting!

By the way, this current boyfriend is allowed at family gatherings because he made everyone in my family so comfortable by joining in that they love him and don't see color! The ex was anti-social and an ass. He's the one who wasn't allowed at family functions! oh well....

Ahh, holidays. Can't wait for Christmas! At Thanksgiving dinner I pigged out. Can't wait for TURKEY! Let the "screw my diet season" continue!

Monday, December 19, 2016

"Playful" Sense of Humor

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So I've expressed in a previous post that I was envious of some of the mommy bloggers whose blogs I follow. I can't help it. They're smartass, snarky moms who are rocking it and totally kicking ass. One blog I found, I'm playing catch up on her old posts and I'm dying! She wrote a post about terrible toys produced over the years and some have me dying of laughter and others I'm looking at going, "hey, I'd totally love that," and all the while thinking that anyone reading this is going to think I'm insane. I've never been tested for a mental illness but I'm a sarcastic sick ass at times. Here are my favorite 5 that left me dying for air! Since it's Christmas time and all, maybe you want to pick one up for your little ones!!!!! Or not….

1. Insane asylum for children!
Yes, that's a "strait" jacket. Personally, I would have loved this as a kid. It looks like fun and sometimes I think I need one now! Believe me, if my hands were tied up I'd do a lot less damage. I probably need the Hannibal Lector mask too because my mouth needs some shutting sometimes. I have no filter. Ever.

2. Now this next little gem, I can understand the hesitation in buying.
See what I did up there, this little "gem?" HAHA! Yes, that is a noose with gems on it. For the fashionable suicide or homicide. Seriously. Who would buy this for their kid. "Here you go darling, Merry Christmas! Now, go play with your brother." Um, no. I'm totally kidding! Sort of. I wouldn't seriously have fed my son this way, BUT, it might have come in handy when he seemed to only be hungry during the hours of 1 and 5am. Don’t worry. He's 12 now. He can hold his own cups. Unless your husband is harboring same sex tendencies, I don't think he'd want Superman giving him a blow job but then again, who knows?!?!? Throw some make-up and a wig on that bad boy and go to town! We all know this is a decorating tool. It's not sexual at all. I've never met a man who's penis had pearls around the head and swirls down the base, unless they were added to enhance sexual pleasure!

3. Now this, I could've used when my son was born.

4. This one… I'm just like, who the hell would buy this for their kid? Their husband maybe, then again maybe not.

5. This one had every parent in the world uncomfortable for a while and I really can't figure out why. hmmmmmm 



Happy toy shopping y'all!
 
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