Thursday, September 23, 2010
Moving!
I know. I just started this blog, but I'm already moving it. After I had it set up here on Blogger I started looking at WordPress and that just seems much more user-friendly. Since I'm not terribly great with computers, that's important. So, you can see my blog now at www.mamatoabunch.wordpress.com . Sorry to be confusing.
It's the Little Things
Today, Ella came up to me out of nowhere and yelled, "Who loves Mom? ME!!!" (She threw her arms up in the air for the "ME" part) I had one of those moments where I realized it is all worth it. Those days (and there's been lots of them lately) where I just want to kill my children are worth it. The days that I spend all day spanking, breaking up fights, and sending kids to their rooms are worth it. The days that I don't even get a shower until after the kids are in bed are worth it.
I've decided I'm going to try to do something new. I'm going to try to list something I love about my kids every day, to help me remember the good things.
#1 I love that Ella's now talking in adorable complete sentences.
Funny story - She called her Nana while I was in the shower yesterday and told her she wanted milk. She told Nana "Mama in shower and I want 'nulk'. Not water, (which is what was in her bottle at the time) 'nulk'." "Nulk" is how she says milk. She says most words so clearly, but that one she's said since she was little, and we can't get her to change it.
I've decided I'm going to try to do something new. I'm going to try to list something I love about my kids every day, to help me remember the good things.
#1 I love that Ella's now talking in adorable complete sentences.
Funny story - She called her Nana while I was in the shower yesterday and told her she wanted milk. She told Nana "Mama in shower and I want 'nulk'. Not water, (which is what was in her bottle at the time) 'nulk'." "Nulk" is how she says milk. She says most words so clearly, but that one she's said since she was little, and we can't get her to change it.
Monday, September 20, 2010
Monday, Monday
So that ADD I mentioned kicked in, and I haven't posted anything. It doesn't help that my family is in the process of helping my grandparents move. You wouldn't think that repainting a house and moving two people's belongings across the street would be that big of a deal, but it definitely is. The move almost done, and we're all exhausted. The good news is my kids are sleeping a LOT. The bad news is when they're awake they're basically hellions.
Over the last few days I had an hour long standoff with Ella about going to bed. She cried so long I thought she was going to throw up. Sam has learned a new bad word. (What the ....) He used in the correct context and everything. Not sure where he learned that one. My reaction in those situations is always a mixture of horror and inappropriate laughter. I know it's awful, but that stuff coming out of his little mouth is perversely funny to me sometimes. Especially when I'm exhausted.
There have been some fun moments. Last night, Sam was talking to Sophie. He proceeded to explain to me that Sophie was a cutie, but he was a "handsomie". Later he elaborated that he and Dad were "handsomies", and Sophie and Ella were both cuties. I was left out of that ,so I'm not sure what that means.
And now my kids are all napping. My house is quiet. I should be cleaning up the mess from the busy weekend, but instead I'm just enjoying the peace and quiet for a while. Sometimes the housework can just wait.
Over the last few days I had an hour long standoff with Ella about going to bed. She cried so long I thought she was going to throw up. Sam has learned a new bad word. (What the ....) He used in the correct context and everything. Not sure where he learned that one. My reaction in those situations is always a mixture of horror and inappropriate laughter. I know it's awful, but that stuff coming out of his little mouth is perversely funny to me sometimes. Especially when I'm exhausted.
There have been some fun moments. Last night, Sam was talking to Sophie. He proceeded to explain to me that Sophie was a cutie, but he was a "handsomie". Later he elaborated that he and Dad were "handsomies", and Sophie and Ella were both cuties. I was left out of that ,so I'm not sure what that means.
And now my kids are all napping. My house is quiet. I should be cleaning up the mess from the busy weekend, but instead I'm just enjoying the peace and quiet for a while. Sometimes the housework can just wait.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Why a Blog?
Hi. My name is Abbie. I'm a wife and mom to the three little ones. I'm writing this blog as a journal and a picture of our real lives. (Plus, I figure my Facebook friends are tired of all my bragging or complaining statuses about my kids) I've attempted blogging before, but I lost interest. (I have a tendency to be very ADD) I'm an avid reader. I love to knit, but thanks to the ADD, almost never finish a project. I am a nerd. I am not SuperMom. I am not especially good at domestic things. I am sometimes completely frustrated with my life.
Meet my family:
Paul is the daddy to our bunch. He's the love of my life, even though we often drive each other crazy. We've been married almost 6 years. We've gone through 4 moves, 3 dogs, several job changes, 3 kids, and 1 miscarriage. It's been rough sometimes, but we stick together.
Sam, 3, is my oldest. We share a birthday. My 23rd birthday was memorable in a way I never would have imagined. Sam is all boy. He's always into something, and loves wrestling, running, yelling, and anything that involves weapons of some sort. He's also incredibly strong-willed and stubborn. (Much like his Mama.) He's also incredibly smart and talkative and logical. Laying down rules for him can be like arguing with a Harvard law grad.
Next is my Ella, she's nearly two and an interesting study in contrasts. She's very much the girly girl. She's constantly in my makeup, nail polish, lotion, you name it. But she also keeps up with her big brother just fine and occasionally wins their battles. She's showing quite the sense of humor as her vocabulary expands. She's also quite the drama queen. All disappointments right now bring on the dreaded "poochy lip" and either standing dejectedly in a corner or lying down in the floor and sobbing.
Sophie is my sweet little one. She's now almost four months old. I love watching her personality develop. She's a very easy, contented baby overall, so I'm hoping she'll stay that way as she grows.
So that's us. If you're looking for a blog with deep insightful thoughts, this is not that blog. If you're looking for brilliant ideas for your home, this is not it. If you're looking for gorgeous photos of perfect children, this is not it. If you're looking for a brutally honest look at the ups and downs of mommyhood, this just might be what you're looking for. Welcome. It might not always be pretty, but it will be honest.
Meet my family:
Paul is the daddy to our bunch. He's the love of my life, even though we often drive each other crazy. We've been married almost 6 years. We've gone through 4 moves, 3 dogs, several job changes, 3 kids, and 1 miscarriage. It's been rough sometimes, but we stick together.
Sam, 3, is my oldest. We share a birthday. My 23rd birthday was memorable in a way I never would have imagined. Sam is all boy. He's always into something, and loves wrestling, running, yelling, and anything that involves weapons of some sort. He's also incredibly strong-willed and stubborn. (Much like his Mama.) He's also incredibly smart and talkative and logical. Laying down rules for him can be like arguing with a Harvard law grad.
Next is my Ella, she's nearly two and an interesting study in contrasts. She's very much the girly girl. She's constantly in my makeup, nail polish, lotion, you name it. But she also keeps up with her big brother just fine and occasionally wins their battles. She's showing quite the sense of humor as her vocabulary expands. She's also quite the drama queen. All disappointments right now bring on the dreaded "poochy lip" and either standing dejectedly in a corner or lying down in the floor and sobbing.
Sophie is my sweet little one. She's now almost four months old. I love watching her personality develop. She's a very easy, contented baby overall, so I'm hoping she'll stay that way as she grows.
So that's us. If you're looking for a blog with deep insightful thoughts, this is not that blog. If you're looking for brilliant ideas for your home, this is not it. If you're looking for gorgeous photos of perfect children, this is not it. If you're looking for a brutally honest look at the ups and downs of mommyhood, this just might be what you're looking for. Welcome. It might not always be pretty, but it will be honest.
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