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Here lately, I’ve been trying to make a conscious effort to teach Huff the Tot about kindness and empathy. (Daniel Tiger is a GREAT resource for this! Plus, that kid has a song for errything!) I want her to be mindful of others as well as of her own emotions. I picked up a few books from the library, but this one was my absolute favorite:

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Its called, Have You Filled a Bucket Todayand it is AMAZING! The book describes how everyone, all over the world carries around an invisible bucket. And when your bucket is full (of good thoughts and feelings about yourself) you feel happy. But when your bucket is empty, you feel sad and lonely.

The book goes on to explain how we can fill other’s buckets (and, in turn, fill our own) and become “bucket fillers”.

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It also tells how there are some people who try to take good feelings from others’ buckets, thinking they can fill their own buckets but that will never work. These people are known as “bucket dippers”(i.e., bullies).

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This has been great for Huff the Tot! I’ve read it to her several times and she has said, on more than one occasion, “Mommy, I {insert something here such as “pick up my toys”, “draw you a picture”, or “build you a castle”} and I will fill your bucket up!”

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There are a TON of activities on the book’s website as well as on Pinterest! So you can keep the learning going with fun coloring pages or crafts! I think this would be a GREAT porject for an elementary school class as well! Heck, I think everyone in the nation could use some bucket filling nowadays!

 

Have you ever read this book? What did you think? Have you read one that covers the same premise? Share in the comments below!

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I cannot believe we are already nearing the end of March! I feel like this year is already FLYING by! It seems like only yesterday I was pregnant, chasing around a toddler, and trying to get the nursery ready for Huff the Babe! Now, that little cutie is ONE! Which makes me super sad and also super happy at the same time. Why? Because that means I’m weaning HtB! I’m having a lot of feelings about it.

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On one hand, I’m SUPER happy to get my body back. And be able to wear whatever I want.

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Plus, Huff the Babe has five–FIVE!–teeth now. There’s really no need to elaborate on why I’m ready to wean a kid with teeth…

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But I’m also going to miss the bonding aspect of it all. I’m going to miss having that little bundle snuggled up next to me while I give him something no one else in the world can give him.

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But, its time. Nursing Huff the Tot wasn’t a too-terrible experience. She weaned pretty well and, even though I did get mastitis with her, it wasn’t that bad! This go-round, its been a different story.

From the beginning, I couldn’t quite get the little guy to latch on perfectly. Which led to clogged ducts, milk blisters (I seriously have been getting them every two days since he got his first tooth!), and cracked/sore/bleeding nips. Sorry; that got real o’clock. But its the truth! Add into that mix the fact that he was STILL waking at night to nurse at least twice until he turned nine months and I’ve been feeling like a milking cow for a year!

But even with all of that, it has 100,000,000% been worth it. Ergo, the emotional upheaval I’m experiencing at this very moment.

I’ll miss the bonding and the feeling of being a superwoman…

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I’ll also miss the ability to eat treats and not worry (too much) about the scale…

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But I won’t miss only having one arm to perform certain tasks…

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…Or the CONSTANT, ravenous, give-me-a-turkey-leg-or-I’m-going-to-die hunger pains that a bf-er knows all too well.

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So if you see me over the nest few weeks, clutching a shake from Sonic and doing the “Kim Kardashian Ugly Cry”, you’ll know why.

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This week, my sweet little boy turns one. I know, I can’t believe it either! It feels like yesterday I was waddling around saying, “Get this kid out of me!”

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It has been a blur of a year. Between Huff the Babe not sleeping through the night for his first nine months of life to me switching careers, to Huff the Hubs starting grad school and also trying to potty train Huff the Tot, the past 362 days (he’s technically not a year old until Thursday!) have passed by in a haze of diapers, nipple cream, and lots of Diet Dr. Pepper.

When I first found out I was pregnant with a little boy, I won’t lie–I cried. I was so scared. I knew NOTHING of little boys. I was raised with two sisters and all I wanted was three little girls. After seeing the major indication that we were expecting a boy, all I could picture was the rambunctious, loud balls of dirt that played on our street when we were kids. I saw the climbed fences, the desire to play sports (hard pass), and the difficult task of raising a son that was not a misogynist and treated women with respect. How were Huff the Hubs and I supposed to navigate this boy world?!

But then, I held that little boy in my arms for the first time.

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All of my anxieties cleared. (Well, not all. But I definitely felt more at ease.)

All I saw was my sweet little guy. The little one that I had felt inside of my for nine months. The little guy that I would snuggle as I nursed him at 2:00 a.m., bleary-eyed and full-hearted. The tiny boy that would lay his head on my shoulder and snuggle me with such affection. The little man that HtH and I would raise to be a good, Godly man who will hopefully show Christ’s love to everyone he meets.

And, yes, the little boy that will climb on everything and always be covered in some kind of goo, dirt, or slime (much like his older sister).

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I won’t lie, there have been some moments of being a boy mom that I hadn’t anticipated. Like the level of fear I had every time I changed his diaper while his plastibell was still on.

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Or finding a way out of answering Huff the Tot’s question of “What’s that?” while changing HtB’s diaper…

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And even though I’ve been more exhausted and, at times, more overwhelmed  and have less free time than I ever thought possible…

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It has still been an amazing year. And I’m so excited to see what kind of person our little man becomes!

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Happy {early} birthday, sweet boy! I love you!

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Before I had kids, I read A LOT. There was a time I could be found most days with a book in my hand. Then I started ghostwriting. And then I had kids. And my reading log went from about 40+ books a year to maybe four. I’m trying to remedy that, though, which is why one of my goals for 2017 is to read more. I want to read, not only for my own benefit, but I want my kids to see me reading–I want to raise little bookworms!

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So any time Huff the Tot wants to read a book, I {most of the time} happily oblige. Here lately, her book of choice has been an old book of Huff the Hubs’:

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This book is all about Louis Pasteur, the inventor of the rabies vaccine (and pasteurization of milk!). HtT likes to read this book about 2,000 times a day, so it was no surprise to me when she came to me and said, “Mommy, my horse died. Her has the rabies germs.”

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Y’all, I can’t make this stuff up.

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And even though it may sound a bit morbid that my kid is pretending her horse died of rabies, I still think its awesome that my three-year-old is remembering and comprehending the story, as well as building her vocabulary! Those are just a few of the phenomenal benefits your kiddo gets just by you reading to them!

Do you read to your kids? What are some of their favorite books? Share in the comments below!

 

 

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I’ve been off my game lately when it comes to blogging. And showering. And fixing my hair. And doing laundry. Why, you ask?

Kids.

Don’t get me wrong; I LOVE my kids. They are the reason I get up every day. (Literally. You can only pretend to be asleep for so long before your toddler knocks on the door, asking for chocolate milk.) But seriously, I love my kids with all my heart. They give me SO much joy! They also give me so many headaches. Because parenting is basically cleaning up after little dictators that push you super close to the edge of a cliff before swooping in and doing something so adorable that you forget all the crap they put you through. And then the next day it repeats.

To keep myself from going completely crazy, I like to read funny tweets from other parents to 1–let me know I’m not alone in this fight and 2–help me to laugh to keep from crying. I thought I’d share some of my favorites with you, because, I’m sure you need a giggle as well!

 

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Seen any funny parenting tweets? Send them to me on Twitter at @thehuffmanpost!

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Does anyone else feel like they are just suffocated by all of their junk or is it just me? I feel as though our house is chock full of crap WE DO NOT NEED. Especially the kids. There are days I just want to go through the entire house and bag up everything and just get rid of it all. But I don’t. Because that takes A LOT of effort and I barely have time to go to the bathroom by myself. Plus, I’m not ready for all the emotional meltdowns that would follow.

But seriously. SO. MUCH. STUFF.

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(That’s not my house. It just feels like it.)

I figured one way I could make our home less burdensome is by attacking the areas that have the most accumulation: the kids’ rooms. Some days I got to Huff the Tot’s room and find toys and think, “I don’t even remember the last time I saw her play with that” or “Has she even looked at that book?” Huff the Tot has so many books that they are scattered everywhere. There are toys in the hall, toys in the kitchen, toys in the bathroom. TOYS EVERYWHERE.

I was searching for some help and ideas on Pinterest when I came across the concept of toy rotation. The gist is this: gather all the toys, separate them in to different categories of toys, organize. I’d like to try it, it just seems a tad overwhelming. I’m also wondering if it would be worth it. So I’m looking to you, reader. Have you done toy rotations? What did you think? Is it easy to keep up with? Got any tips? Basically what I’m saying is…

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Anytime I get on Pinterest to find some sort of fitness pin, I see all kinds of workouts that are designed to help people get into shape while watching their favorite shows/movies. Like this one:

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So I started thinking: “What if there was a workout like this but for moms?” I couldn’t find one, so I thought up a few exercises to help you mommas out there add some fitness to your day!

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Sound familiar?