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Sometimes I feel like I’m losing my mind, being a mom of littles. But then I see people with tweens and teens and praise God that I’m still in the “toddler/little kid” phase of child-rearing. Why am I so glad that I have ankle-biters instead of angsty, pre-pubescent young adults? One reason: FLOSSING.

Y’all. I just can’t with this dance. Before this ridiculous trend there was The Dab. That too, irked me beyond all measure. Why? I don’t know. Maybe I’m really just a grumpy old man in a 33-year-old’s body.

 

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But seriously. I’m over it. Flossing needs to be filed under “Trends To Disappear in 2018” along with LOL Surprises, Fortnite, and political posts on Facebook. I know for a fact I’m not the only parent out there that feels this way. The Holderness Family did a video about it!

 

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I’ve been in summer mode the past week–no major plans (sans the garage sale I had over the weekend; worst idea ever), no real schedule, and pretty much just doing whatever and hanging out with my tiny humans. That being said, my house has kind of been a pit lately.

I know that a lot of you have your kiddos home allllll day long now that school’s out and I’m sure your house will be pitted out soon as well. Which means we can ALL relate to this video from The Dad:

 

SO. TRUE.

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As soon as I sat down to write this blog, my son ran up to me. “Momma! MOMMA!” I turn my head and see he is completely naked from the waist down. Oh, and what’s that on his tushie and legs?

Yeah, it was poop.

His dirty diaper was about five feet away.

I frantically grabbed him and kept him at arms length so I could get him cleaned before I started to clean the poop from the carpet. That’s basically life with a toddler. For a more in-depth look, just watch this Thriller parody by Vintage Marquee Lights…

 

Its pretty much like that.

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Huff the Babe recently turned two. If you’ve never been around a two year old, its a lot like this:

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So, needless to say, when we go out in public it takes a lot of mental and physical preparation. Basically, make sure you’ve stretched, properly hydrated, and have on clothes you don’t mind being stained.

Sometimes when we’re out to eat or shopping I can easily ignore his and Huff the Tot’s bickering, whining, or begging for things. Other times, I don’t handle it so well. Mostly because of the looks I get from other people. So when I saw this video circulating on Facebook, it really hit home:

 

Y’all, we’ve GOT to support each other. Motherhood can be such a rewarding role. But its also really, really hard sometimes. And you know what makes it even harder? Eye rolls, deep sighs, judgy stares, and “whispered” comments to other people. These things just make us feel like failures. And guess what? About 90% of the time, most of us already do feel like we’re failing: we’re not feeding our kids healthy enough, we allow them to watch too much TV, or we’re not spending enough time with them.

Here are some simple ways we can show support to other Mamas:

Give a knowing smile to a mom that’s dealing with a tantrum-throwing toddler. 

Tell her, “You’re doing great, Momma!”

Call up a mom friend and offer to watch her littles so she can go grocery shopping in peace. (And then maybe she’ll even return the favor later!) 

If your house isn’t equipped for little ones, tell the mom you’ll go with her and wait in the car with the kids while she runs errands! (I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had people do this for me! IT. IS. AMAZING.) 

Buy a $5 gift card to Starbucks and keep it in your wallet. If you’re out and about and see a mom having a rough go of it, slip it to her so she can treat herself later. 

If you see a mom with a restless kiddo and you’ve got your kiddos too, offer to walk around with her at the store so the kids can keep each other company and entertained! Who knows, you (and the kids) might even make a new friend! 

If your kids are in school and you don’t work, call up a mom with littles and ask if she needs anything. Even if she says she doesn’t need anything, at least she knows you were thinking about her! 

Buy a momma and her kiddos lunch while you’re out to eat. (This one could get a little expensive, BUT, if you get say, a Chick-Fil-A gift card and add a little money here and there, you can totally do this!) 

Do you have a neighbor that has kids? See if they want to go for a walk with you. 

I love it on those rare occurrences that both of my children are calm and listening when we venture out and about. I also love it when a stranger compliments them on their behavior. I know it encourages them, but it also REALLY encourages me.  So if you see a kiddo doing great, recognize it! You will absolutely make that mom’s day–I guarantee it. 

 

Do you have any other ways to encourage moms? Share in the comments below!

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The other day, I was talking to a friend, mourning the fact that I haven’t been doing regular Tot School activities with Huff the Babe. I mean, when Huff the Tot was his age, I was doing alphabet flash cards, color songs, and reading at least five books a day to the girl.

“Poor Huff the Babe,” I said to my friend. “He’s getting the raw end of the deal.”

“It’s just the curse of the second child,” she said. “They don’t get as much as the first.”

Which is the cold, hard truth. With your first kid, you have a lot more time–there’s only one of them after all! So many things change once you go from one kid to two. Or two to three!

 That’s why this video from Story of this Life really hit the nail on the head!

 

What differences did you experience going from one to two (or two to three? Or three to four, you brave soul!)? Share in the comments below!

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This weekend, I described my #threenager as a “rabid monkey hopped up on speed”. And y’all, its the truth. I don’t know what it is about three-year-old’s but they are CRAY. My dad usually says, “What do you expect? She’s only been in the world three years!” But still. The way a toddler can go from sweet to downright unhinged is insane! I seriously think this is a way a toddler’s mind operates:

 

“My mom just walked into the bathroom and shut the door. She’s probably in dire need of my attention. I better go open the door twenty-seven times to make sure she’s okay.” 

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“What is this thing they keep calling ‘bedtime’? I’ve NEVER heard of this phenomena! I’ll probably never be able to eat anything ever again! I’ll ask for an endless parade of snacks and cups of water, because this is my first bedtime EVER.” 

 

 

“How dare my mom ask me if I want chicken nuggets! Of course I don’t! I want a peanut butter and jelly sandwich!” *PB&J placed before child. Child sees sibling eating nuggets* “I MUST HAVE THOSE CHICKEN NUGGETS! PEANUT BUTTER AND JELLY IS GARBAGE!” 

 

“I’m really tired. I don’t think I’ll nap. Instead I’ll just scream, cry, kick, and throw a tantrum whenever someone so much as looks in my direction. Yeah, that sounds like a good idea.”

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“Wow, Mommy cleaned my room so well! She even organized my books. I think I’ll dump them all out on the floor.”

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“Mommy’s carrying the diaper bag, her purse, my brother, her car keys, and a drink. Yeah, I think I’ll ask her to carry my blanket and cup, too.” 

 

“My Daddy’s driving. Now would be a good time to tell him I need my shoe that I purposefully took off and threw into the seat behind me. How should I let him know? Ah, got it! I’ll scream bloody murder! That’ll work!” 

 

“I see Mommy about to lose her last thread of patience because I painted the walls with my markers. I better go give her a hug so she doesn’t come completely unglued.” 

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Sigh. Gotta love those little maniacs.

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Motherhood is hard. Its really, really hard.

Imagine having a job in which your boss NEVER leaves your side. He’s always a half step behind you, asking you what you’re doing or what you’re going to do next or if you have any updates on that project you’ve been working on even though you literally told him 10.8 seconds ago that there had been no change.

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Imagine your boss follows you into the bathroom, then touches the toilet, and puts her hands on your face. Then, she requests you cook her lunch. But not the beautifully prepared Pinterest meal you spent time and effort on, she wants a sandwich. Without crust. And with jelly. But not strawberry jelly. Then, when you hand it to her she’ll flip the table over because you cut the sandwich into triangles not squares and the shape of the sandwich is directly correlated to its taste. Basically, triangles are crap and now your sandwich is crap.

Then, your other supervisor makes a gigantic mess in the breakroom. Guess who gets to clean it up? Oh, and you still haven’t had time to sit down at your computer to check emails or make a list of all the things you need to accomplish today because your bosses have keep you busy from the moment you walked in the door. By the time you have a second to breathe and get stuff done, its time to leave.

 

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That’s what motherhood is like.

Now listen, I’m not complaining. (Well, maybe I am a little.) I love my kids. I’m so glad and blessed that I have them and I honestly wouldn’t want my life any other way (though I think I could do with a little less feces and spit up throughout my day). This illustration was just to get you to think. Think about what the moms in your life are going through–especially moms of littles. They’re dealing with tiny dictators that don’t care whether you’re tired or hungry or stressed or PMSing or worried about how you’re going to pay the mortgage. They only think about themselves. And the moms? They’re thinking about them too. Moms carry so much on their shoulders (I know dads do too, but Mother’s Day is this weekend, so back off). They have to keep a record of who ate what, when they ate it, when they last went potty, when they’ll need to go again, whether or not there are diapers/wipes/snacks/sippy cups/change of clothes/a favorite lovey/blanket in the diaper bag and oh, they also need to remember to feed themselves, keep themselves hydrated, and somehow fit all the needs of keeping a household running into their already jam-packed schedule.

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All I’m saying is, if you’re lucky enough to still have your mom around, thank her. Thank her for all she has done. And if you see a mom that’s about to lose her ever-loving mind in the middle of Target, go buy her a cake pop or a unicorn frapp from the Starbucks at the front of the store and tell her she’s doing a good job. I guarantee you it will make her feel like a million bucks.