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Mar 08

Confessions of a Shameless Mother


I have to admit, I have been a little scared to take my three kids on vacation. The idea of hours of travel, via plane or car, have intimidated the hell out of me. Because of this, the furthest we’ve taken our kids is to Lake of the Ozarks last summer. And that was only like 5.5 hours and we left the baby behind.
If I can get my mind beyond the travel, then I start picturing all of us in one hotel room and I see sleepless nights, cramped quarters and a jug of milk in an ice bucket for the baby. I picture eating out for several meals and I see spilled drinks, a crumb-covered restaurant floor and kids whining about their food.

I also have to admit, I have often wondered how the heck my parents got motivated to take my brother and I on vacations when we were little. I vividly remember fighting relentlessly in the back seat, begging for pricey souvenirs and asking “are we there yet?” a few too many times.

But they did it. Many, many times. We traveled all over this country. Often, in a conversion van (which sounds SO nice now!). And I know of many other families that have braved the trials and flown with their kids. So it can’t be that bad, right? Or, let me rephrase myself – it is worth it, right?

Right.

We took our crew on a little vacation recently and I got a glimpse of what fired all of the traveling I did as a kid. Seeing your kids experience new stuff and get excited for it is awesome. Totally worth it.

We went to Great Wolf Lodge in Kansas City (only three hours away). They have an indoor water park, amongst many other kid-friendly attractions. The kiddos were beyond pumped to go – we talked it up for days prior to leaving. Seeing their faces the first time they got a glimpse of the water park was priceless. Watching Lilah, who is almost five, conquer new things (like giant water slides) so fearlessly was incredibly rewarding.

And yes it was work. Timing naps was difficult. Sitting still at restaurants was tricky. And it seemed like no matter how prepared we were, the kids inevitably needed to go to the bathroom as the most inopportune moments. We had to sit silently in our hotel room to get them to fall asleep (thank goodness for iPhones!) We nearly drove the car off the road to get Owen to quit crying.

But, it was all worth it. And, believe it or not, I am looking forward to our next family vacation! I highly recommend Great Wolf Lodge for a quick getaway. Go during the week if you can, for sure.

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Mar 15

Confessions of a Shameless Mother


Adding a third kid to our live has been a true transition. While we still have the same amount of hands, there are increasingly more diapers to be changed, faces to be wiped, books to be read, etc. Over the last three months since the baby arrived, I have noticed myself slipping. What used to be structured is no longer. For instance, I used to limit my kids to one 30-minute cartoon in the mornings. And maybe another in the evening while I was cooking dinner. But now, we often have the TV on for 1 – 2 hours while before preschool – it keeps them distracted as I buzz around the house getting everybody fed, dressed and ready for the day.

Today Lilah and I were browsing through pictures of my niece, Eva’s, birthday party on my computer. Lilah was commenting on most of them and when we came to the below shot of Owen in his party pirate hat, she pointed out that he was wearing the same thing today as he was wearing in that picture. As in STILL wearing it. The party was Saturday and today is Tuesday. Gulp. And, I even remember that Saturday wasn’t his first day to wear it! So, not only does that remind me that he has been wearing the same clothing for 4+ days, but that I can’t even remember the last time he had a bath!!

When our first was born, I remember changing her outfit at least once a day. And Brady and I giving her nightly baths. Now, I just don’t find the time, energy or motivation to do maintain that. But I do realize that I should strive harder to find the middle ground. So, I changed him right away and added “give Owen a bath” to my to-do list for the day. It went right after “clean the kitchen sink so Owen can take a bath in it”.

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Jul 01

Confessions of a Shameless Mother.

So, I’m cleaning Graham’s room today and lift up the bedskirt on his crib. And what do I find? But a stash of my son’s tossed, finished bottles of milk. Nasty, dried, yellowed (even greened), rotten milk remains. Um, gross. Guess that’s what I get for breaking the Don’t-put-them-to-bed-with-a-bottle Rule. I really do try not to do it. But I guess this is proof that I have. But only seven times. I swear.

Seriously! How nasty are these! They must be like six months old to have the milk turn GREEN.

And the Mother of the Year Award goes to…

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Mar 05

Confessions of a Shameless Mother

I just put Lilah in timeout and left her there for so long that I forgot that she was there and what she did wrong. I had to ask her what she got in trouble for to refresh my memory. (For hitting me and throwing a fit.) At least she remember, right??

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Feb 23

Confessions of a shameless mother – a new feature.

All moms do it, right? Things we’re not proud of. Things like skipping baths. Or “cooking” PB&J for four meals in a row, breakfast included. Or turning cartoons on so we can hide in our bedroom for some quiet time. Or, my personal favorite, putting a kid timeout for so long that you forget why you put them there. (If you haven’t done this yet, you will – you’re kids are probably too young.)

Being a mommy is hard. One of the hardest things I’ve ever done. Of course, it’s totally worth it. But there are many days when I step back and take a look at my parenting and wonder what the heck I’m doing.

That’s what this new feature is going to be. A regular confessional of what I’ve done as a mom that can’t be reversed. Chime in if you’ve done something similar. Especially if you’ve done something worse. That will make me feel better :)

Maybe that’s why I’m doing this. To get a little moral support. Or, maybe I’m doing this so that after I say it out loud, I’ll be more aware of my shady parenting.

So, here we go:

Lilah just wet her bed for the second time today, and I am seriously considering not changing the sheets this time. This would be the third day in a row that I’ve washed all her bedding! I need a break. The washer needs a break!

Yes, I know that’s gross. And I probably won’t actually do it. But, I WILL put her butt in a diaper tonight!!!

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