And so Summer vacation begins........you know how when you're on a roller coaster and you're slowly going up anticipating the big, fast drop that is coming once you reach the top? Well, that's how these past few weeks have felt.
We've dealt with the celebration of our first pets, and dealt with death way too soon. See "D's" new fish were doing well until I noticed every now and then Pinche would snip at the fish with that big white claw of his. I kept telling myself "the pet store said they were compatible" but really I thought that crab's gonna get one of them! Well, we had our last three day weekend before school was over, we went to my Birthday Buddies house for a BBQ with some other friends. All of our kids swam, ran around and played, and even got to watch a movie outside as us parents talked, toasted with champagne to summer beginning (really my Birthday buddy had just received her teaching credentials), and just had a great time laughing and enjoying the evening.
We got home pretty late that night, everyone was exhausted, I was cleaning up a little before heading to bed and checked on the fish, I noticed Pinche had his big white claw out, it was snapping as it moved side to side. I thought to myself he's going to get one of the fish, but I had to tell myself again it's not suppose to hurt them.
So off to bed I went, morning happened as usual, we did our normal Sunday morning things, Mom Jr. stayed at our friends the night before and got home in the afternoon. Everyone fell asleep for an afternoon nap, I got up to get a cup and just happened to look at the fish. And that's when I noticed Pinche had Nacho pinched in his big white claw!! I yelled over to Hubby "come here, hurry!!" He came over as well as Jr. they immediately got the fish net and made Pinche release Nacho but it was too late, Nacho was pretty much gone. My poor "D", how was I going to tell him? There he lay, taking a nap, pictures crossed through my mind of him being so happy with his little goldfish with the black stripe. The smile he had as he brought it over to me finally being chosen, one of the few to get to take home a fish from his 1st grade class. How was I going to tell him? I called my Mom who was equally upset and had to call the pet shop to complain about what had happened. Meanwhile "D" starts to wake up a little from his nap and I try to explain in the nicest, easiest way to him what had happened. He looks at me like he kind of gets it but isn't exactly sure he's believing what I am saying....until Jr. decides to interfere and just put it out there "Dude, Pinche killed Nacho!! He's dead, he killed him, he had him in his big claw".
My mouth just dropped, I could not believe he just bluntly put it out there. "D" turned and looked at me with his big eyes now starting to get watery. I could feel his pain, I could feel my eyes now starting to do the same. Hubby jumped in and got on Jr. for being insensitive (which he really didn't know he was doing) I continued to try and talk to "D". I told him we could take Pinche back and he could choose some other fish instead. He said okay, Hubby kept trying to tell him "that's just nature D". I told him it was okay to be sad for his fishy. Grandma came and picked him up as well as Pinche. She asked him if he wanted to hold it as they drove to the pet store but "D" just shook his head, he didn't want to be near it at all.
They came back with different fish, and well, all was well with them except eventually one started to look ill. Luckily, "D" and I read up on the fish over the Internet and knew what different signs meant.
Today the fish that he has are doing fine, he dealt well with what happened to Nacho but has no desire to ever have a crab. He did ask me what happened to Nacho. I just kind of skipped over that question, I just couldn't say "Well D he went to see the porcelain gods, swirled down and plopped in". "J" saw the whole thing, he even told Daddy "me no like crab, me like fishies, get crab out!!" "J" did say Daddy took Nacho to batroom and put him in potty, but I don't think "D" heard him.
The last week of school came in a rush and went out just the same. We had market day where the kids got to spend money they earned on things the 6th graders put together to sell. They had field day where they did different sport activities and then they got to have lunch with the parents that came, and on the last day there was a 6th grade graduation and the end of the year teacher dance.
It brought tears to my eyes, yes because the year had ended, my babies were now moving a grade up, they're getting older and I'm not sure I'm ready for that. They drive me crazy, they make me laugh, they make me cry, let's face it sometimes they make me feel like I can't do it another day but, of course I continue, they continue, and we move on.
They're happy for summer, I'm cautiously happy as I'm just not sure what this summer will hold, every summer is different.
Boys got their hair cut short, Mom Jr. got a trim. We enjoyed our last Sunday before their actual summer vacation begins swimming, playing games, and bbqing.
Here's to a new summer with new surprises, hot sunny days, swimming in the morning, going to the fair, laughing with friends, enjoying cold watermelon, frozen cherries, plums, peaches, ice cream, nice evenings, fireworks............celebrate your summer with your kids, friends, and family so that it'll be a summer our children will remember as the time they wish would've lasted forever.
Just a Mom beginning Summer with all her babies..........
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
"D's" Big Day!!!!
Happy Birthday to my (little) big boy "D"!!! At his age I can remember being so excited just as he was and still is since technically his birthday isn't really over yet. "D" couldn't think about anything else this week besides his birthday, "6 more days till my birthday Mom", "5 more days till my birthday Mom", "Do you remember what I looked like when I was a baby Mom?", "I can't wait until my birthday!!" All week long that was all we heard from "D", well except for when he talked about maybe bringing home his very own fish from class. Hubby has this rule about pets, there is none allowed here. "D" was studying about sea life in his class and his teacher bought 30 goldfish and put a few on each group of desks. She told the class of 20 kids that by the end of their sea life study session that if there was still enough to hand out to each child they would each get one but if not she would pull sticks (each stick had a childs name on it). The session wasn't exactly over but the little fishies started dying off pretty quickly. The teacher would try to get the dead ones out before the students were aware but they would soon start to notice that there was less and less. At the beginning of the week "D" said "Mom, the teacher said she's going to hand out the fish on Friday, my birthday! She said it sure would be sad if I didn't get one on my birthday". Now, besides the fact that is was going to be his birthday he was looking forward to bringing home this little fish with a black stripe that he already showed me on his desk and said was his. Looking into his big brown eyes I was hoping for him that he would get it. "D" can be quiet about what he really wants but there's no mistaking his wishes once you look into his big brown eyes.
Well, I knew hubby didn't want pets but at the same time I knew he wouldn't deny a little fish for "D" especially on his birthday.
Times limited for me especially these last few weeks of school, I'm usually getting things at the last minute for the last few fun days of school. I decided to go out and get a fish tank for him and set it up on Friday while he was at school so that if he got his fish it would have a home when he brought it home and at the same time "D" would be surprised and happy, and if for some reason he didn't get the fish at least he would be happy once he got home and saw the tank ready for him to get one.
That was my plan, I went to pick them up one day and here comes "D" walking very slowly holding a little cup in his hands, staring at it as he took each step very cautiously. Once he got to where I was sitting he looked at me and said "Mom, look I got my fish!!!". His big eyes I swear had smiles in them. He was so happy he got his goldfish with the black stripe.
I found a big glass bowl to put it in until I went out to get the tank. He named it Nacho. He watched it constantly along with his brothers and sister. You could definitely tell my children didn't have pets because this little goldfish was the most exciting pet to them. They would go to the counter and look at it, if it was still they would shake the bowl to make sure it was still alive. Mom Jr. had to call her friend who had brothers that also had goldfish and ask if that was normal. I just kept praying please don't die!
The very next day I went out, got a tank and when Hubby got home he put it together. "D" was just over the moon about this little goldfish. Before he would go to bed he would give us hugs and then he made sure to go say "good night Nacho, see you in the morning". When I got up to get the coffee going I would make sure the fish was fine. When "D" got up the first thing he would do is feed it.
Well, his Birthday is here, and around 8:38p.m. he turned 7. I remember Mom Jr. and Jr. being with my brother and sister in law all day. I was watching Friends on T.V. in my room and laughing, my Husband was saying "stop laughing he's coming out and the doctor isn't here. What did I know it was funny, I had an epidural, I couldn't feel anything. There was my (biggest) little boy weighing in at 9 pounds 11.3 ounces!!! I saw his feet when they layed him on me and said look at his little feet (I was probably just tired and delirious from the whole day of being induced). My Mom said "little? he's huge!!".
7 years later, he's my quietest child, he takes after my Dad's side of the family physically, he's the first to give hugs, he has the biggest dimples out of all of my children, he's the one I know will be the protector of the others.
By the way, his fish tank has now grown with two more fish and a crab!! Grandma took him to the pet store and he invited his brothers to go with him.
I'm sure this is going to be a Birthday he will not forget, as he gets up every few minutes to check on his pets in their new fish tank. His big brown eyes just stare at the fish while they swim around and the crab hides in the the log. Nacho, Mr. Biggie, Tiny, and Pinche the new pets of our household.
On this 7th year of the birth of my 2nd son I would like to thank my Mom, Sister, Brother, and Sister-In-Law for being there for us that day and night that "D" made his appearance for all of us. His middle name was given to him in honor of my Brother who has always been there for me since I was born. "D" I am sure with out a doubt will make us all proud.
Happy Birthday my (little) big boy!!
We should all be excited about our Birthdays like we were when we were little. My Mom has always said "you will never be that age ever again, so enjoy it to the fullest because you will only see it once".
Just a thankful Mom for a Happy Birthday Son!!!!
Well, I knew hubby didn't want pets but at the same time I knew he wouldn't deny a little fish for "D" especially on his birthday.
Times limited for me especially these last few weeks of school, I'm usually getting things at the last minute for the last few fun days of school. I decided to go out and get a fish tank for him and set it up on Friday while he was at school so that if he got his fish it would have a home when he brought it home and at the same time "D" would be surprised and happy, and if for some reason he didn't get the fish at least he would be happy once he got home and saw the tank ready for him to get one.
That was my plan, I went to pick them up one day and here comes "D" walking very slowly holding a little cup in his hands, staring at it as he took each step very cautiously. Once he got to where I was sitting he looked at me and said "Mom, look I got my fish!!!". His big eyes I swear had smiles in them. He was so happy he got his goldfish with the black stripe.
I found a big glass bowl to put it in until I went out to get the tank. He named it Nacho. He watched it constantly along with his brothers and sister. You could definitely tell my children didn't have pets because this little goldfish was the most exciting pet to them. They would go to the counter and look at it, if it was still they would shake the bowl to make sure it was still alive. Mom Jr. had to call her friend who had brothers that also had goldfish and ask if that was normal. I just kept praying please don't die!
The very next day I went out, got a tank and when Hubby got home he put it together. "D" was just over the moon about this little goldfish. Before he would go to bed he would give us hugs and then he made sure to go say "good night Nacho, see you in the morning". When I got up to get the coffee going I would make sure the fish was fine. When "D" got up the first thing he would do is feed it.
Well, his Birthday is here, and around 8:38p.m. he turned 7. I remember Mom Jr. and Jr. being with my brother and sister in law all day. I was watching Friends on T.V. in my room and laughing, my Husband was saying "stop laughing he's coming out and the doctor isn't here. What did I know it was funny, I had an epidural, I couldn't feel anything. There was my (biggest) little boy weighing in at 9 pounds 11.3 ounces!!! I saw his feet when they layed him on me and said look at his little feet (I was probably just tired and delirious from the whole day of being induced). My Mom said "little? he's huge!!".
7 years later, he's my quietest child, he takes after my Dad's side of the family physically, he's the first to give hugs, he has the biggest dimples out of all of my children, he's the one I know will be the protector of the others.
By the way, his fish tank has now grown with two more fish and a crab!! Grandma took him to the pet store and he invited his brothers to go with him.
I'm sure this is going to be a Birthday he will not forget, as he gets up every few minutes to check on his pets in their new fish tank. His big brown eyes just stare at the fish while they swim around and the crab hides in the the log. Nacho, Mr. Biggie, Tiny, and Pinche the new pets of our household.
On this 7th year of the birth of my 2nd son I would like to thank my Mom, Sister, Brother, and Sister-In-Law for being there for us that day and night that "D" made his appearance for all of us. His middle name was given to him in honor of my Brother who has always been there for me since I was born. "D" I am sure with out a doubt will make us all proud.
Happy Birthday my (little) big boy!!
We should all be excited about our Birthdays like we were when we were little. My Mom has always said "you will never be that age ever again, so enjoy it to the fullest because you will only see it once".
Just a thankful Mom for a Happy Birthday Son!!!!
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Smarties
That's what they are, kids always find a way to tell us things whether or not we want to hear them. Little tattles here and there can add up on us Moms, so much that by the late afternoon we are overloaded with hearing them and just have had enough! By now the tattles are just any little thing they can possibly complain about one another. "Mom, his feet are on my chair, Mom he keeps looking at me, he's following me around, it's my turn to play the game, I want to watch something else, how come she's eating that,......." AAaaaaaahhhhhh!!!
Now is when I say okay, there is no more tattles for the night! Do not call my name for anymore, the next time it'll be bed time. All of a sudden there is silence (hmm, enjoy the little bit) then you hear (they say it real loud too) YOU ARE NOT SUPPOSE TO BE TOUCHING MY CHAIR!, YOU HAD YOUR LAST 5 MINUTES ON THE GAME IT'S MY TURN!!, STOP LOOKING AT ME.......
Smarties, see they let you know without actually telling you. When you look in the room that they're in you can see their eyeballs are towards you but their body is towards who they are talking to. So you choose to ignore it because they aren't calling you until their loud voices start to annoy other ones in the room and now they are getting loud because they are now disturbed by the not-exactly-tattling siblings.
Well, we have no choice we have to get up, go in the other room and tell them to quiet down. Uh-oh, you spoke to them first so they start again but they turn it into a story. "Well, we were all just fine, but then he started touching my chair again and he's not suppose to then he started yelling at me to get off the game and to stop looking at him then you came in".
They say it so nice and calm as they wait for a reaction.....
My reaction.......I'm done go tell your Dad. I just walk away, I have officially exhausted all my Mom power for the day it suddenly becomes that time for me to go to my room for the evening, leave the light off, turn on the T.V. sit on my bed and watch anything that is funny, that I don't really have to pay attention to because by now I really don't care to pay much attention to anything.
Smarties......not only did they get to tell you all that they wanted to but they even got you to go to bed!!!!
Just a Mom full of tattles!!
Now is when I say okay, there is no more tattles for the night! Do not call my name for anymore, the next time it'll be bed time. All of a sudden there is silence (hmm, enjoy the little bit) then you hear (they say it real loud too) YOU ARE NOT SUPPOSE TO BE TOUCHING MY CHAIR!, YOU HAD YOUR LAST 5 MINUTES ON THE GAME IT'S MY TURN!!, STOP LOOKING AT ME.......
Smarties, see they let you know without actually telling you. When you look in the room that they're in you can see their eyeballs are towards you but their body is towards who they are talking to. So you choose to ignore it because they aren't calling you until their loud voices start to annoy other ones in the room and now they are getting loud because they are now disturbed by the not-exactly-tattling siblings.
Well, we have no choice we have to get up, go in the other room and tell them to quiet down. Uh-oh, you spoke to them first so they start again but they turn it into a story. "Well, we were all just fine, but then he started touching my chair again and he's not suppose to then he started yelling at me to get off the game and to stop looking at him then you came in".
They say it so nice and calm as they wait for a reaction.....
My reaction.......I'm done go tell your Dad. I just walk away, I have officially exhausted all my Mom power for the day it suddenly becomes that time for me to go to my room for the evening, leave the light off, turn on the T.V. sit on my bed and watch anything that is funny, that I don't really have to pay attention to because by now I really don't care to pay much attention to anything.
Smarties......not only did they get to tell you all that they wanted to but they even got you to go to bed!!!!
Just a Mom full of tattles!!
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Flying by....
Rush, rush, rush, is how this week is turning out to be. Catching up on things that didn't get done over the busy weekend we had, a baseball game for our boys Saturday morning, a christening my husband and I were privileged of having the honor of being the God Parents for, and of course Mother's Day!!!
Oh, let's not forget the ultimate Mission project that our daughter had to have turned in by Monday or Tuesday. Okay, so I helped her with the report part of it (my strength) and her Dad was suppose to help her with the model part of it (his strength). Well, they finally got to it (of all weekends) on Saturday. All in all we were, as usual quite the busy family. My kitchen still hadn't recovered from the water rockets that were just built, now it was being taken over by little handmade gates, tomb stones, crosses, and of course the Mission itself.
Still, Mother's Day was nice, I got my coffee, paper, nice music. It was a "Mom" free day (for the most part). "J" didn't really understand that part. He still wanted Mama to come downstairs with him first thing in the morning. One things for sure getting up that early with him made the day that much longer.
Come Sunday night I went into my normal routine, getting things ready for Daddy going back to work, when I find out he has the next day off (um, guess the Mission project should've started a little bit earlier than the weekend before it was due).
Monday morning, the week begins, back to school, Daddy helps with the project, Mom Jr. works on it when she gets home, and then she's off to ballet. Baby is here, giggly as usual, I'm so lucky she's such an easy baby, my motto is baby doesn't cry here.
Mission is complete by Monday night, house is a mess, ready for me on Tuesday.
Sometimes it just seems like the days go through some warp speed and before you know it you're putting your kids to bed and wondering how you got there when you were just serving them breakfast.
Well, this is definitely one of those weeks. School is coming to an end very soon so all the end of the year festivities are beginning. Us Mom's tend to feel overwhelmed these next few weeks while we try to juggle the different items our kids need for each day as well as get them to and from different evening activities not to mention continue our normal schedule. To top it all off our kids are in pre-summer mode, they're done with homework, they're getting more excited as each day passes, which of course is driving us crazy trying to keep them in control just for a few more weeks.
Hang in there Moms and Dads, I know I'm trying.
Just a Mom trying to hang on......
Oh, let's not forget the ultimate Mission project that our daughter had to have turned in by Monday or Tuesday. Okay, so I helped her with the report part of it (my strength) and her Dad was suppose to help her with the model part of it (his strength). Well, they finally got to it (of all weekends) on Saturday. All in all we were, as usual quite the busy family. My kitchen still hadn't recovered from the water rockets that were just built, now it was being taken over by little handmade gates, tomb stones, crosses, and of course the Mission itself.
Still, Mother's Day was nice, I got my coffee, paper, nice music. It was a "Mom" free day (for the most part). "J" didn't really understand that part. He still wanted Mama to come downstairs with him first thing in the morning. One things for sure getting up that early with him made the day that much longer.
Come Sunday night I went into my normal routine, getting things ready for Daddy going back to work, when I find out he has the next day off (um, guess the Mission project should've started a little bit earlier than the weekend before it was due).
Monday morning, the week begins, back to school, Daddy helps with the project, Mom Jr. works on it when she gets home, and then she's off to ballet. Baby is here, giggly as usual, I'm so lucky she's such an easy baby, my motto is baby doesn't cry here.
Mission is complete by Monday night, house is a mess, ready for me on Tuesday.
Sometimes it just seems like the days go through some warp speed and before you know it you're putting your kids to bed and wondering how you got there when you were just serving them breakfast.
Well, this is definitely one of those weeks. School is coming to an end very soon so all the end of the year festivities are beginning. Us Mom's tend to feel overwhelmed these next few weeks while we try to juggle the different items our kids need for each day as well as get them to and from different evening activities not to mention continue our normal schedule. To top it all off our kids are in pre-summer mode, they're done with homework, they're getting more excited as each day passes, which of course is driving us crazy trying to keep them in control just for a few more weeks.
Hang in there Moms and Dads, I know I'm trying.
Just a Mom trying to hang on......
Friday, May 8, 2009
F.R.I.D.A.Y!!!
Finally Relieved It's Done And Yes, I don't' have to cook dinner day!! Friday, our pizza day, we buy take and bake and the kids watch one of their favorite shows or a movie while they eat pizza! The beginning of their weekend, well, our weekend. Weekends, for parents they are the days we catch up on the yard work, laundry, shopping, cleaning, and attend any events we have. Although, the countdown is on for us Moms because Mother's Day is only 2 days away! The day us Moms should not have to do anything but just enjoy the day completely!
In order for us Moms to completely enjoy the day we do have certain things that need to be done ahead of time. We need to put ourselves in rush mode. We need to get things done today or tomorrow that we would normally do on a Sunday morning or afternoon. So we rush ourselves to work twice as hard to get it all out of the way, and I'm not sure about other Moms but in my mind on Mother's Day I'm thinking okay, I'm not supposed to do anything today but enjoy the day watching my kids play (and not fight or argue because even though we ultimately know it'll happen at some time of the day we are suppose to believe they will remember what day it is and act accordingly, in our dreams!!!!), read the paper without interruption, relax in the sun with a magazine while I listen to whatever music I want to. At the same time, I'm giving up the cooking duties and the picking up after we take everything out duties which also means I am trusting they will wash whatever they use and pick up their stuff without being told to. Reality is they won't, they will enjoy the day as much as I do.
So, us Moms give up a whole day for ourselves, one day in the year that is just for us. A day we don't have to get up to get the coffee ready for our husbands who leave early for work, a day we don't have to get up and make lunches for our children to make sure they are eating healthy, a day we don't have to do anything else but think about ourselves.
For me personally that is a hard task to do. I will try and sit back and let others take over, but ultimately we are Moms who have the natural instinct to care, love, and make sure our family is happy, healthy, and safe.
Moms, we need to step back and enjoy our day, love our children, call our Moms, Grandmas, and those of us who are lucky enough to have Great Grandmas still. Let them know how much we love them and are thankful for all that they have done and probably still do for us. Let them know we as Moms and Dads are the best that we are because of them.
Enjoy your weekend Moms (and Dads),
Just a Mom with love for my family
In order for us Moms to completely enjoy the day we do have certain things that need to be done ahead of time. We need to put ourselves in rush mode. We need to get things done today or tomorrow that we would normally do on a Sunday morning or afternoon. So we rush ourselves to work twice as hard to get it all out of the way, and I'm not sure about other Moms but in my mind on Mother's Day I'm thinking okay, I'm not supposed to do anything today but enjoy the day watching my kids play (and not fight or argue because even though we ultimately know it'll happen at some time of the day we are suppose to believe they will remember what day it is and act accordingly, in our dreams!!!!), read the paper without interruption, relax in the sun with a magazine while I listen to whatever music I want to. At the same time, I'm giving up the cooking duties and the picking up after we take everything out duties which also means I am trusting they will wash whatever they use and pick up their stuff without being told to. Reality is they won't, they will enjoy the day as much as I do.
So, us Moms give up a whole day for ourselves, one day in the year that is just for us. A day we don't have to get up to get the coffee ready for our husbands who leave early for work, a day we don't have to get up and make lunches for our children to make sure they are eating healthy, a day we don't have to do anything else but think about ourselves.
For me personally that is a hard task to do. I will try and sit back and let others take over, but ultimately we are Moms who have the natural instinct to care, love, and make sure our family is happy, healthy, and safe.
Moms, we need to step back and enjoy our day, love our children, call our Moms, Grandmas, and those of us who are lucky enough to have Great Grandmas still. Let them know how much we love them and are thankful for all that they have done and probably still do for us. Let them know we as Moms and Dads are the best that we are because of them.
Enjoy your weekend Moms (and Dads),
Just a Mom with love for my family
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Maximum Destruction is what we call him, I'm sure all Moms who have more than one child have one of these and maybe the Moms with one child might have a little bit of this personality in their child.
"J", our youngest, he can be the sweetest little boy who everyone loves and thinks is so cute. The teachers at my kids school, my kids friends, the parents of my kids friends, neighbors, even the employees at the stores we go to. He is friendly, saying hi and telling his adventure of the day and bye when it's time to leave.........Then, there's the destruction side of him.
We bought our house brand new, we saw our lot when it was just dirt. We moved in when our daughter was 3 months old and thought we had a pretty nice size home for us. We had our other 2 sons and still it was getting crowded but our children were pretty good about not destroying the house. I never had any stories to tell such as drawing on the walls, hammering off the plaster, dumping out cleaning products all over the rooms, dropping any type of liquid on the carpet just to see it fall. Then we had "J", all the above examples I gave are now all true stories we have been through with our Maximum Destruction child. He has a complete mind of his own. When he's ready to go, he walks off, I'll catch up to him and say where are you going? He says, "Me finished my job Mama, now I go home". I remember seeing parents with this one child who runs from them, who will throw things, who will just act out and I would think gosh, get your kid under control. Now I think that's there max destruction. I'm sure he knows he's the last and he pushes us to our limits at times but then he turns and does his "I love you Mama". Well, being with me all day and by the end I'm just over it so he knows to go to Daddy. Oh, and Daddy just eats it up "I love my boy sooo much" he tells him. Mmmmhhmmm, until he touches something of Daddy's....
One thing I know for sure, life in this household is definately an adventure, there is always something going on, playing, laughing, yelling, crying....all in all we never can say we're bored. I look up from my computer and see my board of art work, painted faces, cut out flowers, pictures of my Sister, Brother, and Me, awards and I just smile because at the end of the day they are all happy children with a wonderful family and great friends including me.
"J", our youngest, he can be the sweetest little boy who everyone loves and thinks is so cute. The teachers at my kids school, my kids friends, the parents of my kids friends, neighbors, even the employees at the stores we go to. He is friendly, saying hi and telling his adventure of the day and bye when it's time to leave.........Then, there's the destruction side of him.
We bought our house brand new, we saw our lot when it was just dirt. We moved in when our daughter was 3 months old and thought we had a pretty nice size home for us. We had our other 2 sons and still it was getting crowded but our children were pretty good about not destroying the house. I never had any stories to tell such as drawing on the walls, hammering off the plaster, dumping out cleaning products all over the rooms, dropping any type of liquid on the carpet just to see it fall. Then we had "J", all the above examples I gave are now all true stories we have been through with our Maximum Destruction child. He has a complete mind of his own. When he's ready to go, he walks off, I'll catch up to him and say where are you going? He says, "Me finished my job Mama, now I go home". I remember seeing parents with this one child who runs from them, who will throw things, who will just act out and I would think gosh, get your kid under control. Now I think that's there max destruction. I'm sure he knows he's the last and he pushes us to our limits at times but then he turns and does his "I love you Mama". Well, being with me all day and by the end I'm just over it so he knows to go to Daddy. Oh, and Daddy just eats it up "I love my boy sooo much" he tells him. Mmmmhhmmm, until he touches something of Daddy's....
One thing I know for sure, life in this household is definately an adventure, there is always something going on, playing, laughing, yelling, crying....all in all we never can say we're bored. I look up from my computer and see my board of art work, painted faces, cut out flowers, pictures of my Sister, Brother, and Me, awards and I just smile because at the end of the day they are all happy children with a wonderful family and great friends including me.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Today's a good day, it's my Grandmas Birthday!! Cinco De Mayo, fun memories as a child with bbq's, music, and Grandmas Birthday. It's also been a crazy day!! So Tuesday, my day to get some grocery shopping done and clean up around the house since the baby isn't here. So it's Cinco De Mayo and I decided I would make my kids a mexican meal. I go to a store where I get really good prices on fruits and vegetables (with a family of 6 a good deal is hard to find). On my way to another store "J" and I are driving along listening to the music, I have the front windows down just a little. We're singing along when I catch something in my side vision. I look to my left and there is a furry black spider coming in the window on it's web. Okay, this is when I say I am TERRIFIED of any creepy, crawly, insect or spider (do they fall in the same category I don't know because I consider them all scary!!). I am now telling myself don't panic, just pull over and get it out! Well, now I see it jump from the window to right next to me inside the SUV by the bottom of the window. I keep saying to myself pull over, pull over, I notice on the right there are red curbs so I tell myself you can't pull over here. I am freaking out!!! The first area I see I can pull over I do so. I stop the car, now if I could fly out the window I totally would've been gone!! I open the door and I notice the spider jumps towards the back. I get out and start doing the creepy dance! I'm shaking my hair, brushing off my arms, kicking my legs-moving them up and down. Meanwhile "J" is in the back saying"Mama why we stop?" "What wrong Mama?" I tell him a spider came in, he unbuckles himself and looks around because now I've opened both the front and back door just to see if it went in the back. My little (big) boy tells me "No worry Mama, me don't see spider, me kill it for you". I have to stay out of the SUV for about 5 minutes just looking to see if I can find it. Then I think where am I? Where did I just pull over? Now I start looking around to see if anyone saw me shaking all over the place. No one's outside, I convince myself to get back in and get going. I finish my shopping and on the way home "J" starts to squirm "Mama I have to pee-pee". Now I rush to get home (besides a little part of me can't wait to get out of the SUV). We get home he pops off his seatbelt, I open the door because I definately don't need an accident in the car as well as a creepy crawly. Out falls a jar of pickles I had just bought- splat! "J" looks and says "Oh Mama pickles" as he's stepping on other groceries. I pull him out and rush him in so he can make it (I already definately have enough to clean up, never mind the fact I haven't even started on the house).
Well, I clean up the pickles (I also realize it really looks like there are more pickles in the jar than there actually are). I go about my day, putting stuff away, preparing dinner, dessert, getting stuff ready for baseball practice.
Cinco De Mayo, a day I remember as a fun family day now is just another day. It's crazy how things change, it's up to us I guess to try and continue what we knew as a child and pass that on to ours so the little bits and pieces they take from it will be passed on to their children.
Night is here, time to get stuff ready for tomorrow, put kids to bed, and try to relax just a little before we doze off to sleep.
Pass on the good stuff to our children so they can have an open window into our childhood memories and we can see our smiles through theirs....
Just a busy Mom
Well, I clean up the pickles (I also realize it really looks like there are more pickles in the jar than there actually are). I go about my day, putting stuff away, preparing dinner, dessert, getting stuff ready for baseball practice.
Cinco De Mayo, a day I remember as a fun family day now is just another day. It's crazy how things change, it's up to us I guess to try and continue what we knew as a child and pass that on to ours so the little bits and pieces they take from it will be passed on to their children.
Night is here, time to get stuff ready for tomorrow, put kids to bed, and try to relax just a little before we doze off to sleep.
Pass on the good stuff to our children so they can have an open window into our childhood memories and we can see our smiles through theirs....
Just a busy Mom
Monday, May 4, 2009
Monday, Monday
Monday morning, it all begins at 3:45a.m. Make Hubby's coffee, take out his lunch items and toast a bagel or whatever you send him with to have for his drive to work. Now, how many wives get up that early for their husbands, get them packed up to go and then patiently wait to walk them out of the house? Hmmm, I'm sure there was a bit of silence after that question. Well, I do know the Mommies I know don't and I'm sure some probably even think I'm crazy for doing so. Again that's the craziness guilt I feel, because he gets up so early to go off to work and I get to stay home with the kids, send them off to school, give the baby some toys to play with while I sit and eat bons bons watching the numerous talk shows and then soaps that come on. There I go again, imagining my make believe childhood world of being a Mom.
After hubby leaves I lock up you know not only the bolt lock, but the child safety lock at the top, oh and don't forget to turn back on the alarm. Back to bed, knowing I have about 2 more hours of sleep left before my next morning shift starts....then there goes my mind...racing, thinking about what I need to do for the day. Finally, I get back to sleep then wow, it's time to get up!!
Back to the kitchen for sandwich making, baggie labeling (so that sandwiches don't get mixed up as each one has their own likings), and preparing breakfast. I believe boys have short term concentration. Since before they began school they have followed the same routine- eat breakfast, brush teeth, wash face, get dressed, comb hair, choose snack for school. You would think it would be habit formed by now, but no I still say the same thing everyday.
We do manage to get out in time to school. In between it all baby arrives, all smiles.
Day goes on, laundry gets washed, kids get picked up, homework gets checked, dinner gets started, off to dance for Mom Jr.(this is my zone out time, I'm sure other parents probably think somethings off with me but by this time I am just sitting with no one asking, telling, questioning, needing). I love to watch her do ballet, so graceful as she glides around the room, smiling, turning every now and then to see if I'm watching. At that moment she's everything I never was or am. I am thankful she is her own person already, she knows what she likes and what she doesn't, no one will change her mind, no one will persuade her to do anything she is not interested in doing. Lucky and blessed is what I think when I see my daughter!!!
Alright, dance done, home we go, serve dinner, blog, back to kitchen to prepare for the next day....
It is a cycle I must admit, how did everyday become so busy, sometimes I feel like that movie "Groundhog day" maybe a little different here and there but mostly the same. I remember being told time flies as you get older, I remember thinking school years lasted forever and summers were long and fun. Now it's like we blink and it's over as soon as it started.
Just another Manic Monday.....
Until tomorrow...
Just a tired Mom
After hubby leaves I lock up you know not only the bolt lock, but the child safety lock at the top, oh and don't forget to turn back on the alarm. Back to bed, knowing I have about 2 more hours of sleep left before my next morning shift starts....then there goes my mind...racing, thinking about what I need to do for the day. Finally, I get back to sleep then wow, it's time to get up!!
Back to the kitchen for sandwich making, baggie labeling (so that sandwiches don't get mixed up as each one has their own likings), and preparing breakfast. I believe boys have short term concentration. Since before they began school they have followed the same routine- eat breakfast, brush teeth, wash face, get dressed, comb hair, choose snack for school. You would think it would be habit formed by now, but no I still say the same thing everyday.
We do manage to get out in time to school. In between it all baby arrives, all smiles.
Day goes on, laundry gets washed, kids get picked up, homework gets checked, dinner gets started, off to dance for Mom Jr.(this is my zone out time, I'm sure other parents probably think somethings off with me but by this time I am just sitting with no one asking, telling, questioning, needing). I love to watch her do ballet, so graceful as she glides around the room, smiling, turning every now and then to see if I'm watching. At that moment she's everything I never was or am. I am thankful she is her own person already, she knows what she likes and what she doesn't, no one will change her mind, no one will persuade her to do anything she is not interested in doing. Lucky and blessed is what I think when I see my daughter!!!
Alright, dance done, home we go, serve dinner, blog, back to kitchen to prepare for the next day....
It is a cycle I must admit, how did everyday become so busy, sometimes I feel like that movie "Groundhog day" maybe a little different here and there but mostly the same. I remember being told time flies as you get older, I remember thinking school years lasted forever and summers were long and fun. Now it's like we blink and it's over as soon as it started.
Just another Manic Monday.....
Until tomorrow...
Just a tired Mom
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Sunday
The end of the week or the beginning of another? I personally like to think of it as the end, the day to sleep in, read the newspaper while listening to some jazz or anything relaxing, have some coffee and just breathe in and enjoy the morning........MOM!!! Well, it was a nice thought after all. Huh! Who am I kidding? That was probably something that happened b.c. (before children).
In order for me to even get a few moments of a Sunday morning to just sit I need to get up at least around 6:30a.m. My two year old "J" is always right behind me. Although at his age he can't wait to watch Dora, Diego, Mickey Mouse, or Handy Manny while Mommy is cleaning up. So all is still quiet around the house, this is when I try to do whatever I need to do quietly and not wake up anyone else. I manage to clean up whatever was left from the night before, get the paper, make coffee, open some windows, and then sit down on the couch to look at the paper. As I am just about to read an article I hear the thump, thump, thump, getting closer. Here they come, the 2 boys who share a room and usually follow the same schedule..Jr. and "D". They pop in to say good morning and then say can we play a game?? Okay, so back to the paper...well, now "J" is tapping the paper "Mama, make bekfest pleeeeeeese" standing there with his curly hair, big eyes and long curled eye lashes. Okay, I tell him in a minute.."Okay Mama" off he goes. Well, you know that's only going to last a minute or two, I won't be reading any article in that time so better get up and get it done before chaos starts with the starving children.
It is Sunday and I did plan on making breakfast.. sausage, eggs, potatoes. I start and as I am half done the boys decide they all want cereal (why they didn't specify that at the beginning which would've saved a lot of my time). I continue with cooking..here comes Mom Jr., my daughter, very quietly she watches over me, every step I take, every move I make, she just watches.
Soon Dad is down playing a little with the kids, making them rowdy of course, then HE gets to sit down with coffee and the paper (hmmm, I thought that was my idea?!?). Here come the sports!! Did I mention hubby is a sports fanatic..it doesn't matter what sport it is, he watches it, knows it, and enjoys all of it!!!
Okay, breakfast is done, kids are fed, I sit down!! Actually I could take a little snooze if only Mom Jr. didn't need her pictures printed out for her science project due by Friday!
Well, here we go, Mom Jr. and of course "J" out to the store to print them out and yahoo, we make it home just in time for lunch....glad I bought those whole grain mickey mouse shaped frozen chicken nuggets. I think kids just think Moms are on a constant go, go, go, mentality. Us Moms need a day of down time but how many of us actually get one? I know some Moms say they just take it, they go off and do what they need to do for themselves. Me on the other hand, just can't seem to put myself first at any time. I start to feel guilty, my mind starts to tell me "laundry, lunch for the week, clean clothes, school projects, dinner". In the middle of my thoughts there's squabbles between the boys, Mom Jr. is being too bossy with "J", "J" went potty he needs to be wiped..............Just Breathe, I say to myself, just breathe.
Sunday, the day of rest, the beginning of the week or the end? Like I said I like to think of it as the end, the last day of a busy week, the last day to make sure all is done, everything is ready for Monday morning, back to school, back to work, and back to taking care of baby!!!! I can already hear the tick tock of summer vacation, it's only around the corner. Oh, and there goes my mind again.....what's due for this week, dinner schedule, dance classes, baseball practices, projects due...tick, tock, tick, tock.......
Breathe......
Just a Mom
In order for me to even get a few moments of a Sunday morning to just sit I need to get up at least around 6:30a.m. My two year old "J" is always right behind me. Although at his age he can't wait to watch Dora, Diego, Mickey Mouse, or Handy Manny while Mommy is cleaning up. So all is still quiet around the house, this is when I try to do whatever I need to do quietly and not wake up anyone else. I manage to clean up whatever was left from the night before, get the paper, make coffee, open some windows, and then sit down on the couch to look at the paper. As I am just about to read an article I hear the thump, thump, thump, getting closer. Here they come, the 2 boys who share a room and usually follow the same schedule..Jr. and "D". They pop in to say good morning and then say can we play a game?? Okay, so back to the paper...well, now "J" is tapping the paper "Mama, make bekfest pleeeeeeese" standing there with his curly hair, big eyes and long curled eye lashes. Okay, I tell him in a minute.."Okay Mama" off he goes. Well, you know that's only going to last a minute or two, I won't be reading any article in that time so better get up and get it done before chaos starts with the starving children.
It is Sunday and I did plan on making breakfast.. sausage, eggs, potatoes. I start and as I am half done the boys decide they all want cereal (why they didn't specify that at the beginning which would've saved a lot of my time). I continue with cooking..here comes Mom Jr., my daughter, very quietly she watches over me, every step I take, every move I make, she just watches.
Soon Dad is down playing a little with the kids, making them rowdy of course, then HE gets to sit down with coffee and the paper (hmmm, I thought that was my idea?!?). Here come the sports!! Did I mention hubby is a sports fanatic..it doesn't matter what sport it is, he watches it, knows it, and enjoys all of it!!!
Okay, breakfast is done, kids are fed, I sit down!! Actually I could take a little snooze if only Mom Jr. didn't need her pictures printed out for her science project due by Friday!
Well, here we go, Mom Jr. and of course "J" out to the store to print them out and yahoo, we make it home just in time for lunch....glad I bought those whole grain mickey mouse shaped frozen chicken nuggets. I think kids just think Moms are on a constant go, go, go, mentality. Us Moms need a day of down time but how many of us actually get one? I know some Moms say they just take it, they go off and do what they need to do for themselves. Me on the other hand, just can't seem to put myself first at any time. I start to feel guilty, my mind starts to tell me "laundry, lunch for the week, clean clothes, school projects, dinner". In the middle of my thoughts there's squabbles between the boys, Mom Jr. is being too bossy with "J", "J" went potty he needs to be wiped..............Just Breathe, I say to myself, just breathe.
Sunday, the day of rest, the beginning of the week or the end? Like I said I like to think of it as the end, the last day of a busy week, the last day to make sure all is done, everything is ready for Monday morning, back to school, back to work, and back to taking care of baby!!!! I can already hear the tick tock of summer vacation, it's only around the corner. Oh, and there goes my mind again.....what's due for this week, dinner schedule, dance classes, baseball practices, projects due...tick, tock, tick, tock.......
Breathe......
Just a Mom
Saturday, May 2, 2009
The First One
Well, this is the beginning of what I hope will be a great adventure for me and all who choose to follow along.
I am a Mom of 4. I have one daughter who is 10 (just on the brink of ch, ch, changes!!) and 3 boys ages 8, 6, and 2 (yes, us girls are outnumbered!). I also have started taking care of my cousin's baby girl 3 days a week.
Sometimes I wonder what was I thinking??? I am one who has to usually do things to the fullest. So, I wanted kids, well, I also like even numbers....so I couldn't just have one and two wasn't enough (I would imagine holiday get togethers in the future and one uncle or aunt just wasn't enough for my future grandkids). Three definately wasn't fair when 2 could gang up on one (yes, I had that perfect thought of 2 boys and 2 girls). So I went for 4!! Wow! Three boys, now did I see that coming?!?! No! Husband of course was flying high, 3 boys to carry on the name, 3 boys to play sports, 3 boys to bond with!! Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't trade them in for anything, they are easy when it comes to their hair or clothes after all.
My three older ones are in school, I am a stay at home Mom, which was decided once my daughter refused to take a bottle from Daddy while Mom went back to work. See we had the perfect plan, Mom would work day shift and Dad would work 2nd shift. We lived 5 minutes from work. First day back for me ended up being my last full day of work. I went in the next day and left by noon. So we moved to the valley, bought a house, my husband commutes and I'm here for the kids.
Days fly and nights don't last as long as they use to. I hope I am able to help other Mom's feel like they arent' the only ones that are going through issues, thoughts, and feelings of craziness, frustration, and sometimes just pure loss of ourselves. Together, hopefully we can relate to eachother and even laugh at some of the things that aren't funny just at the moment they happen but later we can see the giggle coming out from it.
Tomorrow's a new day, a new thought, a new view....till then,
Just a Mom.
I am a Mom of 4. I have one daughter who is 10 (just on the brink of ch, ch, changes!!) and 3 boys ages 8, 6, and 2 (yes, us girls are outnumbered!). I also have started taking care of my cousin's baby girl 3 days a week.
Sometimes I wonder what was I thinking??? I am one who has to usually do things to the fullest. So, I wanted kids, well, I also like even numbers....so I couldn't just have one and two wasn't enough (I would imagine holiday get togethers in the future and one uncle or aunt just wasn't enough for my future grandkids). Three definately wasn't fair when 2 could gang up on one (yes, I had that perfect thought of 2 boys and 2 girls). So I went for 4!! Wow! Three boys, now did I see that coming?!?! No! Husband of course was flying high, 3 boys to carry on the name, 3 boys to play sports, 3 boys to bond with!! Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't trade them in for anything, they are easy when it comes to their hair or clothes after all.
My three older ones are in school, I am a stay at home Mom, which was decided once my daughter refused to take a bottle from Daddy while Mom went back to work. See we had the perfect plan, Mom would work day shift and Dad would work 2nd shift. We lived 5 minutes from work. First day back for me ended up being my last full day of work. I went in the next day and left by noon. So we moved to the valley, bought a house, my husband commutes and I'm here for the kids.
Days fly and nights don't last as long as they use to. I hope I am able to help other Mom's feel like they arent' the only ones that are going through issues, thoughts, and feelings of craziness, frustration, and sometimes just pure loss of ourselves. Together, hopefully we can relate to eachother and even laugh at some of the things that aren't funny just at the moment they happen but later we can see the giggle coming out from it.
Tomorrow's a new day, a new thought, a new view....till then,
Just a Mom.
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