The simple joys of motherhood!
I was doing really good today. Great even. I was momming the crap out of today and earning serious Fun Mommy points. Then it all went to *insert poop emoji.* Literally. Here’s how I managed to accomplish my latest fail.
Step 1: Fill a storage container with water.
Do your kids love water play in the summer? Of course they do!! Fill a container and let them splash in it. Give them cups, strainers and floating toys to play with. Then let them climb inside and completely soak their clothes. For best results ensure that at least one kid is in diapers. What’s the big deal anyway? How bad could it get?
Fathers are not back-up, the help, or the assistant.
In fact, they aren’t adjuncts in any shape or fashion. They are tenured parents with full-time roles and responsibilities, other duties as assigned, and no union rights available. Fathers are parents, not babysitters. And yet I often hear them referred to in these auxiliary roles, as if they are dangling onto a family unit by a mere thread. Sometimes they even jokingly refer to themselves this way: “I’m on dad duty tonight.” I know, I know, it’s sometimes said out of love. But words matter and get stuck deep down in our subconscious and have an impact. “Duty” implies that it’s some sort of unwanted gig and “tonight” sounds like a temporary, obtrusive and interim hang-up. Why?
To grow and deliver a tiny human being is no small feat. The impact of pregnancy on the human body can vary drastically from one person to the next. Some women come out unscathed while others have lasting scars and/or conditions to remind them of their journey to motherhood. In fact many try, to no avail, to conceive spontaneously only to be faced with years of infertility or recurrent pregnancy loss. Some mommies have lovingly adopted children or welcomed bonus babies into their blended families. So, with families nationwide celebrating Mother’s Day today, I wanted to take a look at pregnancy and motherhood from the perspective of a few mom friends.
I’m not a natural morning person. I wasn’t born loving this lifestyle. In fact, I used to hate mornings! When I was younger, mornings always meant I had to do something I didn’t want to do, be somewhere I didn’t want to be, or just perform in general. The world wanted too much from me in the AM! #AintNobodyGotTimeFaThat! Before kids, I stayed up late, slept until 10 am, and finally rolled out the house mid-afternoon. The world came alive in the evening, I lived for the glamor of the night. Mornings weren’t even on my radar, didn’t recognize them. I couldn’t even pick out Morning in a lineup. Morning was a hater.
20 fingers, 20 toes, twice the cries and twice the love! So you’re having twins and are pulling out your hair trying to decide what to expect!
Sassy Plum asked our favorite twin moms for advice on preparing for 2 babies. Here are some common questions.
When I breastfed my babies I always covered up. I’m not as brave or body-positive as my mom friends that don’t care who sees or stares. For the most part I used a muslin blanket or nursing cover (get these discounted or FREE with coupon codes, just sign up for emails!). But which way is the best way to go? Let loose or cover up?
Libraries may be “out of style” for us adults now that Kindles and electronic reading have taken over virtually everything. Who wants to be concerned with hard-backed books and the Dewey Decimal System (lol, that’s a throwback) when you have Wikipedia, virtual libraries, and Google? Well hold tight. Before you throw the baby out with the bathwater, don’t forget that local libraries are a great resource for families and they offer more than just books!
As I watch my children grow, I often daydream about the life I want them to lead and think of ways I can prepare and expose them for what is to come. I won’t always be able to block them from negativity and I cannot promise everything will always go their way. But I will give them the tools to succeed and wish for the best.
“Rules are not meant to be broken.”
Blah blah blah. Before I had kids, I had my life all spelled out, including how I would be the perfect parent. Parenting is super easy, manageable, and predictable as long as you are consistent with your rules. Yes, I actually believed that hogwash… until the kids came. Then I realized something really important about myself…I’M HUMAN. It’s funny, I never really considered that in all my pre-planning of my perfect life with perfect kids. I never considered the scenario of parenting being trial and error. Or that I would be too exhausted to consistently uphold rules. Or that breaking those standard rules might actually be fun and add some spice to the monotony. I never considered I would have the audacity to venture off from the status quo and…dare I say…. live a little. Before I had kids, I was a strict and no-nonsense parent.
Traditional Pre-K Versus Montessori?
I put my 18-month-old son in a traditional pre-school and he came home crying daily. The school also sent home reports –written in red ink– stating that he wouldn’t sit still at his desk and that he was “clumsy” and kept falling down during the five block walk to the park. He didn’t stay long at that expensive preschool.