"Snips and snails and puppy dogs tails, that's what little boys are made of".......or the saying goes. Well, I am here to tell you, if you do not have a boy - this is not true. They are made of snot and poop and grime and stench and noise and testosterone. The other thing they are made of is lots of love. Sure, they annoy me and drive me crazy sometimes but when the "Ah" moment hits, it sticks with you forever.
There were a number of things that really surprised me when I became a mother. The first was that, I would be one of those moms with 3 boys! I thought we were done after 2 but #3 snuck his way in. So I guess the surprise was on me when I was told it was another boy. At least I knew what I was getting in to. Well, that is what I thought. Truth be told, I am learning every day. I recently watched my 2 oldest boys interacting (well more like fighting) and I was in awe. I do not have an understanding of the dynamic of brotherhood. I had one brother so of course I knew our relationship but I didn't have a clue as to what type of relationship existed between brothers. I don't get it. I tried to wrap my head around it for a few minutes, just watching them. I am still in the dark just as I was 5 years ago. What excites me the most is seeing how the youngest one fits into the mix. So far he seems the strongest and the most determined out of all 3.
Another surprising fact about children is that in addition to the messiness, they are LOUD! VERY, VERY LOUD! Most nights the kids just run around the house and scream. Now that Brady has found his found, he just screams to fit in. Sounds fun, right?!
So far the biggest surprise is how you can't make this stuff up. Those moments come almost daily. Whoever coined the phrase, "Kids say the darndest things" knew what they were talking about because yes they do! I wish I had listened to the advice I was given and actually wrote some of the zingers down. I am getting better about it though.
Sunday, April 1, 2012
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Hobbies and Chores.
Some might ask, "what qualifications do you have to blog?" To which I would respond, "None. BUT I did change 10 poopy diapers yesterday and that was just between 2 of my kids!" Thank God my oldest is potty trained and knows how to wipe his own ass. That alone makes me smile but more than that is when I say to my 2 year old, "you are stinky and need to poop in the toilet" and of course I top that off with, "well, let's take a look", as I open up the diaper. Naturally he responds, with his big blue eyes mind you, "yeah, it's diarrhea....." Gee thanks! For some reason that made me smile as well. Maybe it is his quirky and Innocent personality or maybe it was his facial expression. He knows I loathe the poopy diapers and I am fairly confident he does this to me on purpose.
Well, moving on.......right now I sit in the noise that I call silence. Yes I understand that to some of you this saying is backwards but in this house silence truly is golden and it doesn't happen often so when it does, I don't know how to handle it. Take this evening at dinner for example. It is like any other night during dinner where one kid tries to up the other by playing the, "let's see who can be louder" game. Except tonight Max was chanting something so odd I wondered if he was speaking in tongues. The angry face didn't help ease my mind either. I am going to sleep with one eye open for sure. Especially because he will inevitably end up in my bed at some point tonight. That is his new game. I am not sure what the prize is though because I am losing (more than just sleep!) and he must be winning because he keeps coming back! Why? Does anyone know why?
Oh but it isn't just always bodily functions and lack of sleep in my house.....daily we have to clean the food off just about every square inch of every surface in the house. Why wouldn't you dump a bowl full of cereal on the floor? OR wipe PB&J on your shirt and in your hair? Better yet, why wouldn't you stick a bead up your nose?! Now, for many of you this is a repeat story but I bring it up tonight because the bill came in the mail. You see roughly a month ago my oldest (4 years old) starts sneezing and screaming, at 9:30 at night. After 10 minutes he admits he shoved a bead up his nose and let's me have a look. After a long screaming match and many unsuccessful attempts with a pair of tweezers, it was decided there was only one thing to do. At 10pm my husband brought C up to Woodwinds to have a bead removed from his nose. Trust me, we pulled out all the stops, I even held the un-blocked nostril closed while my husband took a large breath into C's mouth to push the bead out that way. No such luck. It was 2 weeks ago that I received a phone call at work from my husband to tell me how much that trip to bead removal junction cost us. I clearly misunderstood him because I dropped my jaw today when I came home from work to the actual bill. I do not throw this number out for any other reason than to validate my previous post of you can not make this up.........$600 for a bead up the nose and a trip to the hospital to have it extracted. Clearly the kid needs a new hobby!
Speaking of hobbies....when I was pregnant with my 3rd (and yes, last) child my husband and I went out to dinner. Keep in mind I was days away from giving birth, 4 days to be exact. The gentleman at the table next to us decided to strike up a conversation with my husband while I left the table to use the restroom. I am unsure as to what they were talking about when I was gone but when I returned the man asked me if I was excited for the birth of my first child. I smiled and said, "actually this is our third". He looks at my husband and replies, "you need a new hobby!". I laughed. Yes, sir we do - preferably one less expensive. I guess I see where my son gets his expensive taste from :)
Well, moving on.......right now I sit in the noise that I call silence. Yes I understand that to some of you this saying is backwards but in this house silence truly is golden and it doesn't happen often so when it does, I don't know how to handle it. Take this evening at dinner for example. It is like any other night during dinner where one kid tries to up the other by playing the, "let's see who can be louder" game. Except tonight Max was chanting something so odd I wondered if he was speaking in tongues. The angry face didn't help ease my mind either. I am going to sleep with one eye open for sure. Especially because he will inevitably end up in my bed at some point tonight. That is his new game. I am not sure what the prize is though because I am losing (more than just sleep!) and he must be winning because he keeps coming back! Why? Does anyone know why?
Oh but it isn't just always bodily functions and lack of sleep in my house.....daily we have to clean the food off just about every square inch of every surface in the house. Why wouldn't you dump a bowl full of cereal on the floor? OR wipe PB&J on your shirt and in your hair? Better yet, why wouldn't you stick a bead up your nose?! Now, for many of you this is a repeat story but I bring it up tonight because the bill came in the mail. You see roughly a month ago my oldest (4 years old) starts sneezing and screaming, at 9:30 at night. After 10 minutes he admits he shoved a bead up his nose and let's me have a look. After a long screaming match and many unsuccessful attempts with a pair of tweezers, it was decided there was only one thing to do. At 10pm my husband brought C up to Woodwinds to have a bead removed from his nose. Trust me, we pulled out all the stops, I even held the un-blocked nostril closed while my husband took a large breath into C's mouth to push the bead out that way. No such luck. It was 2 weeks ago that I received a phone call at work from my husband to tell me how much that trip to bead removal junction cost us. I clearly misunderstood him because I dropped my jaw today when I came home from work to the actual bill. I do not throw this number out for any other reason than to validate my previous post of you can not make this up.........$600 for a bead up the nose and a trip to the hospital to have it extracted. Clearly the kid needs a new hobby!
Speaking of hobbies....when I was pregnant with my 3rd (and yes, last) child my husband and I went out to dinner. Keep in mind I was days away from giving birth, 4 days to be exact. The gentleman at the table next to us decided to strike up a conversation with my husband while I left the table to use the restroom. I am unsure as to what they were talking about when I was gone but when I returned the man asked me if I was excited for the birth of my first child. I smiled and said, "actually this is our third". He looks at my husband and replies, "you need a new hobby!". I laughed. Yes, sir we do - preferably one less expensive. I guess I see where my son gets his expensive taste from :)
Monday, February 20, 2012
Where do I begin.....
One of my best friends has become such an inspiration to me. She works just as many hours as I do (if not more) in a week, has a husband with a wacky schedule (like mine), is raising 3 kids (like me - I am starting to see a pattern here) and finds time to fit in her workouts and hobbies (like .....me!). She recently started grad-school on top of all that.....I am amazed! I often wonder to myself how I could possibly do anymore. Then I realized anything is possible. My decision to start a blog actually came as a snap decision. In my teens and early 20's I would write to express myself. Mostly poetry but sometimes I kept a journal. As I got older my "me time" became less and less but the stories that were worth writing about became better and better! I do not claim to be a great writer, witty or philosophical but what I will claim is my life. My stories, the good and bad. I have been through a lot, heard a lot, seen a lot and still thrive for a lot. I spend a lot of my motherhood searching for validation and approval from other moms on things that I do, when it comes to how I handle my children. I hope this blog helps others obtain that same feeling. I also hope that my crazy life stories and experinces will make others laugh and if anything, just smile. I tend to forget that things could be worse or that this stage will pass but sometimes, it's just too hard to see the light.
As you can see from my "blog handle", I am circus mom.....this just means that I bought a one-way ticket on the crazy train to the circus shit show, that is now my life. Over the last 15 years I have made wrong turns, bad choices, good decisions, etc. - I have done them all. In that journey, my choices have led me here. I have a beautiful life and a beautiful family but I would be lying if I didn't admit to myself or all of you that it does have its ups and downs and it is a wild and crazy ride and more often than not I feel like it is spiraling out of control. That is when my amazing support system will slap me with perspective! Did I mention I have an amazing support system? Yeah, I do! Of all the things I have done right in my life, I have managed to surround myself with amazing people. I have some of the best family and friends a girl could ever ask for :) I also have my faith and beliefs. Without faith, I have nothing.
My plan is to share my stories and insight: A life of a woman who has a full-time career, a husband with a full-time career serving and protecting and 3 young (ages 7 months, 2 1/2 & 4/12) boys. Believe me when I say, you can not make this stuff up!!!
As you can see from my "blog handle", I am circus mom.....this just means that I bought a one-way ticket on the crazy train to the circus shit show, that is now my life. Over the last 15 years I have made wrong turns, bad choices, good decisions, etc. - I have done them all. In that journey, my choices have led me here. I have a beautiful life and a beautiful family but I would be lying if I didn't admit to myself or all of you that it does have its ups and downs and it is a wild and crazy ride and more often than not I feel like it is spiraling out of control. That is when my amazing support system will slap me with perspective! Did I mention I have an amazing support system? Yeah, I do! Of all the things I have done right in my life, I have managed to surround myself with amazing people. I have some of the best family and friends a girl could ever ask for :) I also have my faith and beliefs. Without faith, I have nothing.
My plan is to share my stories and insight: A life of a woman who has a full-time career, a husband with a full-time career serving and protecting and 3 young (ages 7 months, 2 1/2 & 4/12) boys. Believe me when I say, you can not make this stuff up!!!
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