Sure, babies are cute and snuggly. Innocent even. But underneath the sweet exterior lies a little jerk. That may sound harsh, but hear me out. Continue reading
Do you ever think to yourself, “Why is it so hard to put these kids to bed?!”
Personally, I could fall asleep while standing up. I’m not even sure I’m awake right now? I’ve been in a permanent zombie-like state since I entered the parenting trenches 7 years, 6 months, 7 days, and 13 hours ago…but who’s counting?
After spending each day with little creatures who are powered with the energy of a thousand suns, I can’t fathom how they don’t pass out once their tiny heads hit their fluffy little pillows. But they don’t. At least mine don’t.
My seven years have taught me some things though. Things that I have painstakingly compiled into handy little steps for you to follow, to ensure the bedtime routine is pain free and smooth sailing…. Continue reading
Merriam-Webster defines Heartbreak as: crushing grief, anguish, or distress
This morning I had the distinct displeasure of experiencing all of these emotions. All because of a boy, and here I thought I was done with broken hearts caused by careless boys when I left my youth behind (in the not too distant past). Continue reading
We are just 6 days out from Christmas Day and if you listen really closely you can hear the sound of sugar hyped children across the world excitedly chanting “Santa! Santa!” While parents everywhere can be heard taking deep breaths while trying to make it to Christmas morning with their sanity still intact. Perhaps you’re stuck in some random line wasting hours of your life that you’ll NEVER get back, waiting to buy that hot new toy that your kid “has to have.” Or maybe you’re sitting in traffic as you make the trek in your overpacked minivan from the safety and serenity of your own home to your in-law’s house for an eye roll inducing, eggnog chugging, holiday celebration.
Wherever you are, whatever you’re doing, here is my version of an old classic Christmas carol that will give you a much needed laugh in your time of stress.
Fa-la-la-la-la. Continue reading
I don’t know why but the 5 and 10 year increments of my life always feel so significant to me. Each time you enter a new decade it’s a big deal. Unchartered territory. A chance to blaze a new and exciting trail. A fresh start. Like how it feels at the beginning of each new school year when you’re a kid and anything seems possible.
The 5 year increments are a big deal because YIKES(!!) you’re halfway through, so you’d better enjoy the time you have left in that decade.
It sounds silly as I type it out but I’ve always felt this way.
Mother’s Day is approaching. Cue the jaws music – duuuun dun duuun dun.
I don’t know the exact date? The commercials have been popping up with suggestions on how to, “show mom you really love her this Mother’s Day.” About those suggestions…they all suck.
Yes, you read that right. S-U-C-K.
My son was laying his head down for sweet slumber when he just needed to utter a few more syllables…
“I love you, Mom.”
Nope. Try again.
“Mom, what is Vitamin D?”
Yep…that was his final thought of the night.
It’s a vitamin…your body needs it, now go to sleep you hyper-aware being.
Fine. I’ll google it and have an in-depth report on your desk in the morning, sir.
Apparently my super health conscious son isn’t the only one who lays awake at night concerned with Vitamin D.
I stumbled upon this gem in my research.
“Mom, what’s the rarest gem of all?”
The rarest gem of all?
Um…they’re all special in their own way. Like snowflakes.
Fine, my completely uneducated guess would be a diamond.
This “gem” came to my son during the twilight hours when he should have been winding down for sleep. Instead, every night he decides this is his favorite time to discuss the events of the day and how we’ll go about achieving world peace. Seriously?! Go to bed! How can you NOT be tired?! You’re NEVER tired! It’s like being tired would force him to admit some kind of human weakness. If only I could impart the knowledge to him that sleep would allow all of us to win. Sweet victory for everyone. World peace starts at home. Everyone knows this. Continue reading
Until I had Baby Boss I was convinced that the “Terrible Twos” were just a myth. I know…I deserve that eye roll. I hadn’t even heard about the “Terrorist Threes.” I was under the desperately wrong impression that I was just a kick ass parent. Needless to say…I’m not. My ego has been put in check. Big Boss is like a magical unicorn. Baby Boss is a terrifying dictator who has borderline personality disorder. I am holding out serious hope that she’ll grow out of it. Don’t crush my dreams with your silly little thing called reality.
Um…China has emperors? Okay…
I wasn’t kidding. My son comes up with some doozies. This came to him while we were outside getting our daily dose of vitamin D. He was pedaling up and down the street when he shouted out this Emperor of China randomness. It’s a mystery what thoughts aligned in his brain to lead him to this question. I promise you my brain has never had this thought. Ever. Unless it once did and my mom was just super successful at repressing curiosity. Now that’s a strong possibility.
I also cannot discount the role that “the smart one’s” genes are playing in all of this. It sounds suspiciously like a thought he might have.