One day it was your turn, and I sent you on your way,
To make a mark upon this world, I kneeled down to pray.
Sent down to a mother, from my heart to her own,
She'll love you like no other, you will never feel alone.
One day you will start to grow, with great big wondering eyes,
You'll point at birds, and run in fields, catching butterflies.
You'll turn four, and faster six, and one day you'll be ten,
And from always holding hands, you'll start to hang out in the den.
One day you'll be driving, independent the first time,
You're on your very own, a chance to really shine.
Your parents pace at nighttime, and they'll want you to check in,
But they trust that these are steps of life, and smile a nervous grin.
One day you'll decide, where your road is going to lead,
You'll choose a future's path, and what you soon will be.
You'll wear a cap and gown, and walk down a long, red aisle,
Your mom and day will cry, taking endless pictures of your smile.
One day we'll have gone from a newborn baby's toes,
To a grown up man or woman. How'd we get here? No one knows.
One day you will see what your journey's meant to be,
What I sent you here to do and what I sent you here to be.
Make your best decisions, use your heart and please stay true,
For all I gave to mom and dad, I will surely give to you.
Then one day, you'll look upon, the beauty you've lived here,
The blessings and the love, soon will be all too clear.
Yes, it only takes "one day", to send my miracle to earth,
But what you've made with all your days, shows what my gifts are truly worth.
Hugs!
Monday, January 31, 2011
Sunday, January 30, 2011
REAL housewives?
Real housewives? Really? REAL ones?
I must admit, I do tune into the Bravo hit, at least most of them...
I love Orange County and New York, I'll watch New Jersey sometimes....but the latest Beverly Hills?
I'm just not so sure what I'm doing watching it-Like a train wreck, I sit and stare.
Amazed at their clothing, their five cars, their beautiful pools.
But more so in awe of what these women think are problems.
The things that are just so huge in their lives, that they babble on and one about throughout the entire episode.
Then I wonder if there are limits to their meltdowns over nothing.
And soon realize, no, there aren't.
From the endless drama of where to meet for their afternoon cocktail to who they DO NOT want attending the insane get together they're meeting up at on Friday, I can see any title appropriate but REAL HOUSEWIVES.
First off, to be a housewife don't you need to do the things in the home?
Almost zero of them clean, rarely do you see them eating at the house, and don't get me started on the parenting.
Beverly Hills is starting to make me feel a tad sick in fact.
Watching someone who says, on one hand that she lives for her children, her number one priority, but in the next scene brags that she has
rotating nannies.
What is her job?
Where is she when she is in NEED of the nanny?
I even watched a scene where a nanny was telling her that her
child was sick.
Maybe it was just for the camera, but she was like...awww...and
went on about her "business".
In the Reality TV world, I know the more drama the better the ratings,
but after watching the reunion show the other night, I am wondering how much is truly real.
I pray after seeing the episodes that most of it is somehow scripted or exaggerated.
But the way these women sit on Andy's couches and speak to each other makes me doubt what I had hoped for.
Their arguments are so pitiful and I know if it wasn't crazy we wouldn't be so fascinated but come on-
I just can't believe that life is seen as so hard for these women and would love for them somehow to have a simple dose of reality.
Along with the rich and famous, I dare any of these women to walk a day
in a "REAL housewife's" shoes-
One that cooks, cleans and cares for her kids all by herself.
While trying to drive eight places in one day, run errands and
balance a checkbook that isn't an endless pot at the end of a
dreamer's rainbow.
I wouldn't be as entertaining but I really think I would watch
a show about the normal soccer mom, running her butt everywhere like we all do..without help around every corner.
Look how well the Jon and Kate series did for a while-that's real.
Well, it was...
REAL HOUSEWIVES they are not, but we love it anyway..for some reason.
I just wish they could stop their complaining.
Here's praying they never have to deal with an issue that would take away from what they really think is so dang hard-
Maybe one day, the REAL HOUSEWIVES can step into the REAL WORLD.
That'd be the best rated show ever!
Hugs!
I must admit, I do tune into the Bravo hit, at least most of them...
I love Orange County and New York, I'll watch New Jersey sometimes....but the latest Beverly Hills?
I'm just not so sure what I'm doing watching it-Like a train wreck, I sit and stare.
Amazed at their clothing, their five cars, their beautiful pools.
But more so in awe of what these women think are problems.
The things that are just so huge in their lives, that they babble on and one about throughout the entire episode.
Then I wonder if there are limits to their meltdowns over nothing.
And soon realize, no, there aren't.
From the endless drama of where to meet for their afternoon cocktail to who they DO NOT want attending the insane get together they're meeting up at on Friday, I can see any title appropriate but REAL HOUSEWIVES.
First off, to be a housewife don't you need to do the things in the home?
Almost zero of them clean, rarely do you see them eating at the house, and don't get me started on the parenting.
Beverly Hills is starting to make me feel a tad sick in fact.
Watching someone who says, on one hand that she lives for her children, her number one priority, but in the next scene brags that she has
rotating nannies.
What is her job?
Where is she when she is in NEED of the nanny?
I even watched a scene where a nanny was telling her that her
child was sick.
Maybe it was just for the camera, but she was like...awww...and
went on about her "business".
In the Reality TV world, I know the more drama the better the ratings,
but after watching the reunion show the other night, I am wondering how much is truly real.
I pray after seeing the episodes that most of it is somehow scripted or exaggerated.
But the way these women sit on Andy's couches and speak to each other makes me doubt what I had hoped for.
Their arguments are so pitiful and I know if it wasn't crazy we wouldn't be so fascinated but come on-
I just can't believe that life is seen as so hard for these women and would love for them somehow to have a simple dose of reality.
Along with the rich and famous, I dare any of these women to walk a day
in a "REAL housewife's" shoes-
One that cooks, cleans and cares for her kids all by herself.
While trying to drive eight places in one day, run errands and
balance a checkbook that isn't an endless pot at the end of a
dreamer's rainbow.
I wouldn't be as entertaining but I really think I would watch
a show about the normal soccer mom, running her butt everywhere like we all do..without help around every corner.
Look how well the Jon and Kate series did for a while-that's real.
Well, it was...
REAL HOUSEWIVES they are not, but we love it anyway..for some reason.
I just wish they could stop their complaining.
Here's praying they never have to deal with an issue that would take away from what they really think is so dang hard-
Maybe one day, the REAL HOUSEWIVES can step into the REAL WORLD.
That'd be the best rated show ever!
Hugs!
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Make snow your excuse
Anyone wanting a free day and feel like they don't deserve it?
Do you work but really can't afford a hooky day?
Do you stay home but still have a million things you should do?
Working moms, stay at home mommies, take the day and enjoy it.
Even if the roads are possibly okay for you to get there, call in.
If you just took a sick day, tell the boss it's back---
If you stay home and the list is endless, throw it in a drawer.
Make some hot chocolate, rent a movie, get out your Apples to Apples game.
Build a tent, color ten pictures of Hello Kitty.
Rent two movies in a row and pop enough popcorn so you don't have to move
until they're both over (except to pee).
Be the "greeter" as the piles of wet clothes enter your house from sledding-
Hang them on chairs or throw them in the dryer with a smile today...
Pull out the crockpot for dinner and light a candle in each room-
Take the day for your kids and for you....
Make a sweet memory and use snow as your excuse for it all.
(If it's not snowing where you are, call out anyway :) )
Hugs!
Do you work but really can't afford a hooky day?
Do you stay home but still have a million things you should do?
Working moms, stay at home mommies, take the day and enjoy it.
Even if the roads are possibly okay for you to get there, call in.
If you just took a sick day, tell the boss it's back---
If you stay home and the list is endless, throw it in a drawer.
Make some hot chocolate, rent a movie, get out your Apples to Apples game.
Build a tent, color ten pictures of Hello Kitty.
Rent two movies in a row and pop enough popcorn so you don't have to move
until they're both over (except to pee).
Be the "greeter" as the piles of wet clothes enter your house from sledding-
Hang them on chairs or throw them in the dryer with a smile today...
Pull out the crockpot for dinner and light a candle in each room-
Take the day for your kids and for you....
Make a sweet memory and use snow as your excuse for it all.
(If it's not snowing where you are, call out anyway :) )
Hugs!
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Ear Infection Preaching Day
Okay everyone-here is my lecture on Ear Infections, the most popular antibiotic shoveled to your child.
Best Bet -Wait and See.
If your child has been DIAGNOSED with an ear infection they are one of 15 million kids out there.
It is the most common reason for them to get medication and that antibiotic's resistance is a health concern worldwide at this moment.
Whether you are a believer or not in the "waiting period", please try and read up on this or ask your dr for further information on the topic.
They will almost always prescribe, without a discussion of both sides.
The most important fact to know about this condition is that in most cases, 80% in fact, your child's infection will go away on it's own.
There was a study done in the Journal of American Medical Association.
In this study almost 2/3 of prescriptions were never filled that were urged to delay, while 9/10 parents who werent talked to about the "wait and see" filled the order.
The myth to all of this is your child needs this to kill the infection and relieve the pain.
No one wants their baby hurting, not being able to rest or sleep through the night. I don't either-duh.
But the answer most dr's give you isn't always the answer.
Feeling better and getting a good night sleep is in pain relieving medicine.
Most ear problems, have tag along symptoms like fever, headache and fussiness, we all know.
With ibuprofen or tylenol, you can get the achiness under control while letting their natural immunities take care of the rest.
Letting the antibiotic do it's work, will open the door to side effects like vomiting, diarrhea, and rashes but also adds another notch which is worse, future resistance to the drug.
Some day you may REALLY need it to work.
Even the AAP approved the wait strategy (years ago) for any child over 2, up to 72 hours, because most WILL cure themselves.
I don't want to debate what we all think is best, to each his own.
And of course, after the wait and see, if it's hasn't cleared, go for it.
In waiting you aren't DENYING anything, just holding off for a few days.
And for some, I understand that can be scary.
You rely totally on what your dr thinks is best, and you're now questioning what he's telling you to do.
This has just always worked in my house and I have read so much on it through the years.
I just wanted to share my thoughts to anyone that may have
not known or experienced it before.
Knowledge is power :)
Hugs!
Best Bet -Wait and See.
If your child has been DIAGNOSED with an ear infection they are one of 15 million kids out there.
It is the most common reason for them to get medication and that antibiotic's resistance is a health concern worldwide at this moment.
Whether you are a believer or not in the "waiting period", please try and read up on this or ask your dr for further information on the topic.
They will almost always prescribe, without a discussion of both sides.
The most important fact to know about this condition is that in most cases, 80% in fact, your child's infection will go away on it's own.
There was a study done in the Journal of American Medical Association.
In this study almost 2/3 of prescriptions were never filled that were urged to delay, while 9/10 parents who werent talked to about the "wait and see" filled the order.
The myth to all of this is your child needs this to kill the infection and relieve the pain.
No one wants their baby hurting, not being able to rest or sleep through the night. I don't either-duh.
But the answer most dr's give you isn't always the answer.
Feeling better and getting a good night sleep is in pain relieving medicine.
Most ear problems, have tag along symptoms like fever, headache and fussiness, we all know.
With ibuprofen or tylenol, you can get the achiness under control while letting their natural immunities take care of the rest.
Letting the antibiotic do it's work, will open the door to side effects like vomiting, diarrhea, and rashes but also adds another notch which is worse, future resistance to the drug.
Some day you may REALLY need it to work.
Even the AAP approved the wait strategy (years ago) for any child over 2, up to 72 hours, because most WILL cure themselves.
I don't want to debate what we all think is best, to each his own.
And of course, after the wait and see, if it's hasn't cleared, go for it.
In waiting you aren't DENYING anything, just holding off for a few days.
And for some, I understand that can be scary.
You rely totally on what your dr thinks is best, and you're now questioning what he's telling you to do.
This has just always worked in my house and I have read so much on it through the years.
I just wanted to share my thoughts to anyone that may have
not known or experienced it before.
Knowledge is power :)
Hugs!
Monday, January 17, 2011
THANK YOU !!!
Monday, January 17, 2011 Time for some awards... and my 5 guilty pleasures. FUN!
So it's time to pay it forward with the "Irresistibly Sweet Blog Award" and reward 3 of the blogs I feel are the ones I run to every day. They are all very different, not necessarily sweet (which is what i like LOL) and full of inspiration and laughs. As I said in my previous blog, i recieved this award from Jewels from Turning 30 - A Journey of Self Exploration - mad love to ya Jewels! xoxox
The winners of the award are...
1 - We Are One - written by Ruth with incredible insight and a good dose of inspiration, it follows her successful journey to overcome her depression and not just "survive but thrive". She has an amazing story to tell and she tells it wonderfully. Please check out her blog!
2 - Jersey Girl Gets Real - Michelle is a true jersey girl and so friggin funny I look forward to her words every day. She can be dirty and funny and always seems to get it just right. She's had an issue with certain blog followers so she's made her blog private. Send her an email tho and she will approve you to be able to read it. (as long as you aren't one of her sisters or her cyber stalker lol) Comment below and I will forward you her email. Her blog is well worth the extra step!
3 - The Hale Family-you just gotta laugh - written by Jen, who is new to the blogging game, you will be amused, amazed and inspired. Jen and her husband have 8 beautiful happy kids from 18 yrs old to under a year, and this blog is filled with her stories of how to manage life with a smile and a sense of humor. Whether you have kids or not, are a mom or a dad or single without kids Jen's stories will warm your heart and give you a great positive perspective on what life throws at us.
AWWWW my first award!! sooo sweet!!! xo!!
So it's time to pay it forward with the "Irresistibly Sweet Blog Award" and reward 3 of the blogs I feel are the ones I run to every day. They are all very different, not necessarily sweet (which is what i like LOL) and full of inspiration and laughs. As I said in my previous blog, i recieved this award from Jewels from Turning 30 - A Journey of Self Exploration - mad love to ya Jewels! xoxox
The winners of the award are...
1 - We Are One - written by Ruth with incredible insight and a good dose of inspiration, it follows her successful journey to overcome her depression and not just "survive but thrive". She has an amazing story to tell and she tells it wonderfully. Please check out her blog!
2 - Jersey Girl Gets Real - Michelle is a true jersey girl and so friggin funny I look forward to her words every day. She can be dirty and funny and always seems to get it just right. She's had an issue with certain blog followers so she's made her blog private. Send her an email tho and she will approve you to be able to read it. (as long as you aren't one of her sisters or her cyber stalker lol) Comment below and I will forward you her email. Her blog is well worth the extra step!
3 - The Hale Family-you just gotta laugh - written by Jen, who is new to the blogging game, you will be amused, amazed and inspired. Jen and her husband have 8 beautiful happy kids from 18 yrs old to under a year, and this blog is filled with her stories of how to manage life with a smile and a sense of humor. Whether you have kids or not, are a mom or a dad or single without kids Jen's stories will warm your heart and give you a great positive perspective on what life throws at us.
AWWWW my first award!! sooo sweet!!! xo!!
Wrestling Parents: Chill.
Attention parents of wrestlers...can you PLEASE remember you
already had your shot? Your spotlight? Your time to shine?
This is now your child's turn and as much as your heart is out there,
with theirs, it is not you.
Okay? Freaking calm down.
Our oldest son is fifteen and started on the mats at age four.
My husband will say til the end of his days, that high school wrestling practice was harder than any college football practice he ever attended.
It's the best workout there is, not to mention, a sport where you can blame no one else for your loss. On the flip side, it's all you if you win.
There is no teammate to look over and point to....that's it.
Win or lose, it's because of the move you put out there, and the move you did to get out of the moves put on you at the same time.
Having said that, the energy level and giving it your all makes it a very passionate sport.
You leave it all on the mat so it can get crazy.
It's many dad's dream sport, (if they arent the type that say their son won't be rolling around with another male) because of the one on one pressure.
But as much as a mom may love it (it's my favorite), it's a double edged sword for us. We feel bad if our kid loses but if he beats someone, we feel bad for cheering, cause someone was beat.
The best is watching a mom while her son's out there.
You can pick her out from anyone because as soon as the whistle blows she looks like she is slowly turning into a pretzel.
Whatever moves her child is placed in, she twists and turns the same way. It's hysterical.
But as much as the excitement can get to you, as much as you want your kid to be the one getting his arm raised high at the end, parents, can you TRY to control yourselves?
It's happeneing at many kids sports across the country, wrestling isn't the only one, where moms and dads, living through their kids, are getting to be a little too much.
Where on certain days, I have truly caught myself staring for minutes on end, wondering why this parent can't see how he or she is acting, even a little?
At wrestling it seems worse.
Maybe because it's indoor and in such close quarters that with the echoing, it's 100 times more loud.
They are screaming like their kid is two years old, in the middle of the street, with a truck coming.
They are hitting the mat, slapping it twelve times in a row, so loud that even the ref yesterday looked up from the match.
We all feel the same way about our kids.
And I realize that maybe my high school son should have more pressure, he's getting up there and it's becoming more "big time", but the Youth teams? Come on.
Sometimes it makes me wonder if I should worry about children's home life after this?
I have witnessed losses where as the kid leaves the mat and walks toward the family, the father has walked away before the son makes it over there. Really? It's THAT huge to you?
I'm not saying, don't get hyper. I'm not saying there aren't moments I don't get passionate.
Believe me, you're talking to (with wrestling) a mom, who could use tums by the handful before my sons go out, and now all four are wrestling!
And my husband? He has to pee every five seconds, starting three matches before our kids'.
It's nerveracking, for all of us.
And yes, you feel part of it, cause it's part of YOU out there, but again, NOT YOU.
I just wish, there could be a parent/child connection, safe enough for all of us to feel, love, hope for, express, and then have faith in.
If your kid wins, that's great.
You review what they did, congratulate them, and create some new moves for next time.
If they lose, you're disappointed. Maybe pissed.
But you review, hug them and create some new moves for next time.
I was never an athlete and I'm learning about all of it as I go.
But it doesnt take having been one, to know what kind of parent I want
to BE to one.
Don't be fairweathered and nuts-
Your time has come and gone, and your role now is audience and support.
Please don't embarass yourself (or your loved ones)and chill.
already had your shot? Your spotlight? Your time to shine?
This is now your child's turn and as much as your heart is out there,
with theirs, it is not you.
Okay? Freaking calm down.
Our oldest son is fifteen and started on the mats at age four.
My husband will say til the end of his days, that high school wrestling practice was harder than any college football practice he ever attended.
It's the best workout there is, not to mention, a sport where you can blame no one else for your loss. On the flip side, it's all you if you win.
There is no teammate to look over and point to....that's it.
Win or lose, it's because of the move you put out there, and the move you did to get out of the moves put on you at the same time.
Having said that, the energy level and giving it your all makes it a very passionate sport.
You leave it all on the mat so it can get crazy.
It's many dad's dream sport, (if they arent the type that say their son won't be rolling around with another male) because of the one on one pressure.
But as much as a mom may love it (it's my favorite), it's a double edged sword for us. We feel bad if our kid loses but if he beats someone, we feel bad for cheering, cause someone was beat.
The best is watching a mom while her son's out there.
You can pick her out from anyone because as soon as the whistle blows she looks like she is slowly turning into a pretzel.
Whatever moves her child is placed in, she twists and turns the same way. It's hysterical.
But as much as the excitement can get to you, as much as you want your kid to be the one getting his arm raised high at the end, parents, can you TRY to control yourselves?
It's happeneing at many kids sports across the country, wrestling isn't the only one, where moms and dads, living through their kids, are getting to be a little too much.
Where on certain days, I have truly caught myself staring for minutes on end, wondering why this parent can't see how he or she is acting, even a little?
At wrestling it seems worse.
Maybe because it's indoor and in such close quarters that with the echoing, it's 100 times more loud.
They are screaming like their kid is two years old, in the middle of the street, with a truck coming.
They are hitting the mat, slapping it twelve times in a row, so loud that even the ref yesterday looked up from the match.
We all feel the same way about our kids.
And I realize that maybe my high school son should have more pressure, he's getting up there and it's becoming more "big time", but the Youth teams? Come on.
Sometimes it makes me wonder if I should worry about children's home life after this?
I have witnessed losses where as the kid leaves the mat and walks toward the family, the father has walked away before the son makes it over there. Really? It's THAT huge to you?
I'm not saying, don't get hyper. I'm not saying there aren't moments I don't get passionate.
Believe me, you're talking to (with wrestling) a mom, who could use tums by the handful before my sons go out, and now all four are wrestling!
And my husband? He has to pee every five seconds, starting three matches before our kids'.
It's nerveracking, for all of us.
And yes, you feel part of it, cause it's part of YOU out there, but again, NOT YOU.
I just wish, there could be a parent/child connection, safe enough for all of us to feel, love, hope for, express, and then have faith in.
If your kid wins, that's great.
You review what they did, congratulate them, and create some new moves for next time.
If they lose, you're disappointed. Maybe pissed.
But you review, hug them and create some new moves for next time.
I was never an athlete and I'm learning about all of it as I go.
But it doesnt take having been one, to know what kind of parent I want
to BE to one.
Don't be fairweathered and nuts-
Your time has come and gone, and your role now is audience and support.
Please don't embarass yourself (or your loved ones)and chill.
Friday, January 14, 2011
DON'T LOOK AROUND!
Don't Look Around!
This is my endless advice to all of you.
This is the key element to TRULY embracing your day.
So many moms I talk to always ask me, with ten people in my house, how I ever relax on a given day. Especially a holiday, day off from school or weekend when everyone is home, and you want to just enjoy everybody.
No matter what your plan is, or when you decide to not have one,
NOT LOOKING AROUND, will take you places you have never been.
It is the #1 thing you have to do.
100% letting go, to an equal 100% being present, to have 100% enjoyment with your kids.
Say you wake up and shuffle one eye opened to your coffee pot.
If you see any dish "soaking" from last night, that you didnt get washed, still in the sink, that can be a "distraction".
It takes a piece of the coffee goodness away.
That looking forward to an orgasmic twenty minutes with your morning companion, turns to thinking of having to do that pot right after.
Drinking your Maxwell House is now sharing your mind with dishwashing.
Well, on a day you just want to chill with everyone, things work the
same way.
Tasks that you see, that need to be done, because were women, can become a barrier to the fullness of your precious moments.
So......don't look. DO NOT look around.
Im tellin you, it will help so mcuh.
Get the Connect 4 game down and keep your eyes on the shelf.
Shut the closet door without looking at the the floor.
Carry it to a table that is clean.
Play in a room as if there is spotlight on the game and the child
you are playing it with.
DON'T LOOK AROUND!
You can't help your brain from knowing a list of the other things that need to be taken care of, but you CAN help the eyes from REMIDNING your brain every two seconds.
If the phone rings-don't answer...it is a distraction.
Put your cell upstairs if you're in the family room.
Put it downstairs, if you're building a fort in the bedroom.
Distractions...
There will always be other things needing your attention...always.
And contrary to popular belief, they will still be there were you're
done having a good time.
Never, in the seventeen and a half years that I've been a mother,
have my things gotten up and walked out of our house because
it took me too long to get to them.
They arent going anywhere and even when you do get to them, helloooo...they'll need to be done again, in like, five minutes.
Enjoy your day with no regrets.
If you don't give in to the distraction, oh my gosh, it is so much more fun.
Is it always easy? No.
We are multi-taskers and can sometimes feel like were spinning if we sit for too long. But ladies you'll love it!
You put your whole heart into the house, your job, your errands,
You should embrace the best part of your life, and enjoy letting
yourself go...
Fall into a "family day", "afternoon", or "hour" with as much
power as your give a ZUMBA class.
Your kids will see a whole new you.
And when you've made even better memories because of it, you'll
master it in no time.
Go have fun this weekend with your ENTIRE being-
You (and your family) deserve it!
Hugs!
Hugs!
This is my endless advice to all of you.
This is the key element to TRULY embracing your day.
So many moms I talk to always ask me, with ten people in my house, how I ever relax on a given day. Especially a holiday, day off from school or weekend when everyone is home, and you want to just enjoy everybody.
No matter what your plan is, or when you decide to not have one,
NOT LOOKING AROUND, will take you places you have never been.
It is the #1 thing you have to do.
100% letting go, to an equal 100% being present, to have 100% enjoyment with your kids.
Say you wake up and shuffle one eye opened to your coffee pot.
If you see any dish "soaking" from last night, that you didnt get washed, still in the sink, that can be a "distraction".
It takes a piece of the coffee goodness away.
That looking forward to an orgasmic twenty minutes with your morning companion, turns to thinking of having to do that pot right after.
Drinking your Maxwell House is now sharing your mind with dishwashing.
Well, on a day you just want to chill with everyone, things work the
same way.
Tasks that you see, that need to be done, because were women, can become a barrier to the fullness of your precious moments.
So......don't look. DO NOT look around.
Im tellin you, it will help so mcuh.
Get the Connect 4 game down and keep your eyes on the shelf.
Shut the closet door without looking at the the floor.
Carry it to a table that is clean.
Play in a room as if there is spotlight on the game and the child
you are playing it with.
DON'T LOOK AROUND!
You can't help your brain from knowing a list of the other things that need to be taken care of, but you CAN help the eyes from REMIDNING your brain every two seconds.
If the phone rings-don't answer...it is a distraction.
Put your cell upstairs if you're in the family room.
Put it downstairs, if you're building a fort in the bedroom.
Distractions...
There will always be other things needing your attention...always.
And contrary to popular belief, they will still be there were you're
done having a good time.
Never, in the seventeen and a half years that I've been a mother,
have my things gotten up and walked out of our house because
it took me too long to get to them.
They arent going anywhere and even when you do get to them, helloooo...they'll need to be done again, in like, five minutes.
Enjoy your day with no regrets.
If you don't give in to the distraction, oh my gosh, it is so much more fun.
Is it always easy? No.
We are multi-taskers and can sometimes feel like were spinning if we sit for too long. But ladies you'll love it!
You put your whole heart into the house, your job, your errands,
You should embrace the best part of your life, and enjoy letting
yourself go...
Fall into a "family day", "afternoon", or "hour" with as much
power as your give a ZUMBA class.
Your kids will see a whole new you.
And when you've made even better memories because of it, you'll
master it in no time.
Go have fun this weekend with your ENTIRE being-
You (and your family) deserve it!
Hugs!
Hugs!
Thursday, January 13, 2011
The Perfect Mom
I, like you, believe I have seen her.
I can't remember if it was at the mall, or pre-school drop off, maybe it was at the park
last summer, but it could have been on vacation.
The perfect mom.
The look, the demeanor, the everything.
Her make-up. her perfectly groomed kids, the way she walked around, even her bag that seemed to have every single thing available at a whim.
There she stood, chatting with other moms, laughing the day away.
She's not distracted by what she will need to do later or how her house looks if someone stops by when she gets home.
Because it's all done, it's sparkling clean with a roast in the crock pot.
She looks like that, and has, in all that is her perfectness, probably mastered everything there is to do. She probably even lets her kids finger paint!
Because she is simply, that perfect.
After I figure all of this out, I keep staring. I look down at my own bag, all tattered with a stain. It's from Target and last years model.
Then I look at my outfit, it's not bad but I can't put it all together to look cute-and don't get me started on my house right now.
After realizing, I am alone in this, I stoop to a new level, one that I'm not too proud of. I go flaw searching. I talk about her, this innocent woman.
She didn't do anything to me...except flaunt her "all that" self around me at the playground. I mean, that's not cool.
So there I stand, giving excuses---She's probably not a nice person, maybe she's a mean mom, yeah, that's it. And she never plays with her kids, look at her showing off.
Whateverrrr.
What is it with us girls? We've all done it.
Maybe not with looks (because I'm exaggerating here to make my point), or "things", but maybe you see a sweet, simple mom.
Who just makes balancing look so easy
or seems to have created the perfect formula to makes life work.
We've all taken a mental-back seat at one time or another, thinking were inferior to another mom's magical being.
A mom that is ten times better than you, even on your best day.
Or so you think....
But stop right there. Why continue? Let me clue you in on something. Something huge. Something very important.
You haven't seen her. And as much as I want to believe MY eyes, I haven't either.
You haven't happened upon her at the schools, or an engagement you've attended.
Haven't been introduced at Bunco or the elementary school fair. She doesn't exist, at all.
Not anywhere, it's a mirage. That image was NEVER there, so yes, you're seeing things.
There is not such a person walking the earth. Not today, next week, or next year.
And the sooner we realize that, the better off we (and those we love) will be.
As soon as we can accept ourselves with a forgotten library book, an undone list, or yes,
even a wrinkle on that infamous superwoman cape of ours,
the sooner we can truly embrace all of the things that we do complete, wonderfully.
It will always equal out somehow, were human.
So if you look great, you probably have a house that's a wreck.
If your kids are always well-behaved, you probably aren't a great cook.
If you're always on time, I'm sure you don't get out much.
For every positive, each woman, yes EACH ONE, has a negative.
And if you remind yourself of that, you will be able to "forgive" someone for looking
like perfection.
You will learn to smile at someones "plus" while embracing your "minus".
Like-"Wow, that's great that your car is spotless, but I prefer mine, my kids always have something to grab for show-n-tell."
See?? Cool huh?
Love what you're made of and what that offers your family and friends.
You would never be happier is anyone else's shoes, so don't be happy wishing
your act, (or hair), was that well put-together either.
We, as women, need to stick together, we are one.
And each one of us IS perfect, just the way we are.
Hugs!
I can't remember if it was at the mall, or pre-school drop off, maybe it was at the park
last summer, but it could have been on vacation.
The perfect mom.
The look, the demeanor, the everything.
Her make-up. her perfectly groomed kids, the way she walked around, even her bag that seemed to have every single thing available at a whim.
There she stood, chatting with other moms, laughing the day away.
She's not distracted by what she will need to do later or how her house looks if someone stops by when she gets home.
Because it's all done, it's sparkling clean with a roast in the crock pot.
She looks like that, and has, in all that is her perfectness, probably mastered everything there is to do. She probably even lets her kids finger paint!
Because she is simply, that perfect.
After I figure all of this out, I keep staring. I look down at my own bag, all tattered with a stain. It's from Target and last years model.
Then I look at my outfit, it's not bad but I can't put it all together to look cute-and don't get me started on my house right now.
After realizing, I am alone in this, I stoop to a new level, one that I'm not too proud of. I go flaw searching. I talk about her, this innocent woman.
She didn't do anything to me...except flaunt her "all that" self around me at the playground. I mean, that's not cool.
So there I stand, giving excuses---She's probably not a nice person, maybe she's a mean mom, yeah, that's it. And she never plays with her kids, look at her showing off.
Whateverrrr.
What is it with us girls? We've all done it.
Maybe not with looks (because I'm exaggerating here to make my point), or "things", but maybe you see a sweet, simple mom.
Who just makes balancing look so easy
or seems to have created the perfect formula to makes life work.
We've all taken a mental-back seat at one time or another, thinking were inferior to another mom's magical being.
A mom that is ten times better than you, even on your best day.
Or so you think....
But stop right there. Why continue? Let me clue you in on something. Something huge. Something very important.
You haven't seen her. And as much as I want to believe MY eyes, I haven't either.
You haven't happened upon her at the schools, or an engagement you've attended.
Haven't been introduced at Bunco or the elementary school fair. She doesn't exist, at all.
Not anywhere, it's a mirage. That image was NEVER there, so yes, you're seeing things.
There is not such a person walking the earth. Not today, next week, or next year.
And the sooner we realize that, the better off we (and those we love) will be.
As soon as we can accept ourselves with a forgotten library book, an undone list, or yes,
even a wrinkle on that infamous superwoman cape of ours,
the sooner we can truly embrace all of the things that we do complete, wonderfully.
It will always equal out somehow, were human.
So if you look great, you probably have a house that's a wreck.
If your kids are always well-behaved, you probably aren't a great cook.
If you're always on time, I'm sure you don't get out much.
For every positive, each woman, yes EACH ONE, has a negative.
And if you remind yourself of that, you will be able to "forgive" someone for looking
like perfection.
You will learn to smile at someones "plus" while embracing your "minus".
Like-"Wow, that's great that your car is spotless, but I prefer mine, my kids always have something to grab for show-n-tell."
See?? Cool huh?
Love what you're made of and what that offers your family and friends.
You would never be happier is anyone else's shoes, so don't be happy wishing
your act, (or hair), was that well put-together either.
We, as women, need to stick together, we are one.
And each one of us IS perfect, just the way we are.
Hugs!
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
List or No List?
Lists to me, are simply a double-edged sword. A list in itself is a great idea.
It is a paper, most of the time super cute because for some reason it is the only pad we are always willing to spend good money on.
As if that little animal, or phrase in the left hand corner, is gonna help us make things happen. And we do believe it will, so the process begins at Target by forking out $4.99 for this newest "companion" of ours.
It will happily be filled with what we either are planning on buying , needing to do, or dream of getting accomplished, before we die.
A list can be like a good friend. It has every intention of making your life sweet and making things better. It is something written only when in the mood- feeling, like you, (tomorrow of course) will be tackiling the world.
Your list is immediately partnered up with it's universal soulmate-a plan.
And the plan always consists of two things-getting up early because there is so much to do and then having the motivation of three countries to do it, having it all crossed off by dinner.
Yes, it's a wonderful feeling, writing one, and it can be organization all in itself.
From cementing it all in your brain, reminding you of all there is to do.
But the question is, will you use it? Will you take it, rip it off, and swear by all things that it will go into your bag and be used?
Or will you leave it sitting nicely on that couch of yours until it falls, by the wind of someone walking by, deep within the cushions, never to be remembered (or found) again.
Think about it, are you REALLY a list person?
This can be answered in remembering, in memory, all of your past list experiences-
Were they loved? Used until they were little wrinkled up pieces, helpful to every store you entered?
Or was there writing that ended with putting the pen down next to them on the table?
Be honest, was the last thing you remember about your list, scribbling a phone message on it?
Are you a "USER" of the list? You write them to simply procrastinate (even for 10 minutes) having to start the things on it?
That's alright too..I dont know if they're all that loyal to you either.
Lists can be motivators but they can also, on occasion, help lead to forms of depression.
First, I have found that they can remind you of how little money you have to do and buy all you have written of.
But second, and most importantly, they can turn the end of what you may have throught was a productive day, into an evening of LOOK HOW HARD I BUST MY BUTT AND ONLY CROSSED OFF THREE THINGS, song and dance.
There is nothing worse than bursting a mother's bubble that only floats by once or twice, every few weeks.
So maybe it IS for you, maybe no, and that's okay.
Whatever helps you get, or amazingly, STAY motivated and on task is what you need in your life.
But to anyone out there, I think I may have a solution.
A way that no matter what type you are, you can still feel great and get to use that awesome notepad of yours.
Instead of a list in the morning, we should all do one at night, in fact, EVERY night.
Doesn't matter how tired or what you FEEL you accompolished-
Every mother in the world should brush their teeth, get in bed and write down everything
they did that day, and then lay there, crossing them off.
I bet you, no matter what kind of day you had, you'd be amazed.
After all, even on an off day, we freaking rock.
Let me know if it works!!
Hugs!
It is a paper, most of the time super cute because for some reason it is the only pad we are always willing to spend good money on.
As if that little animal, or phrase in the left hand corner, is gonna help us make things happen. And we do believe it will, so the process begins at Target by forking out $4.99 for this newest "companion" of ours.
It will happily be filled with what we either are planning on buying , needing to do, or dream of getting accomplished, before we die.
A list can be like a good friend. It has every intention of making your life sweet and making things better. It is something written only when in the mood- feeling, like you, (tomorrow of course) will be tackiling the world.
Your list is immediately partnered up with it's universal soulmate-a plan.
And the plan always consists of two things-getting up early because there is so much to do and then having the motivation of three countries to do it, having it all crossed off by dinner.
Yes, it's a wonderful feeling, writing one, and it can be organization all in itself.
From cementing it all in your brain, reminding you of all there is to do.
But the question is, will you use it? Will you take it, rip it off, and swear by all things that it will go into your bag and be used?
Or will you leave it sitting nicely on that couch of yours until it falls, by the wind of someone walking by, deep within the cushions, never to be remembered (or found) again.
Think about it, are you REALLY a list person?
This can be answered in remembering, in memory, all of your past list experiences-
Were they loved? Used until they were little wrinkled up pieces, helpful to every store you entered?
Or was there writing that ended with putting the pen down next to them on the table?
Be honest, was the last thing you remember about your list, scribbling a phone message on it?
Are you a "USER" of the list? You write them to simply procrastinate (even for 10 minutes) having to start the things on it?
That's alright too..I dont know if they're all that loyal to you either.
Lists can be motivators but they can also, on occasion, help lead to forms of depression.
First, I have found that they can remind you of how little money you have to do and buy all you have written of.
But second, and most importantly, they can turn the end of what you may have throught was a productive day, into an evening of LOOK HOW HARD I BUST MY BUTT AND ONLY CROSSED OFF THREE THINGS, song and dance.
There is nothing worse than bursting a mother's bubble that only floats by once or twice, every few weeks.
So maybe it IS for you, maybe no, and that's okay.
Whatever helps you get, or amazingly, STAY motivated and on task is what you need in your life.
But to anyone out there, I think I may have a solution.
A way that no matter what type you are, you can still feel great and get to use that awesome notepad of yours.
Instead of a list in the morning, we should all do one at night, in fact, EVERY night.
Doesn't matter how tired or what you FEEL you accompolished-
Every mother in the world should brush their teeth, get in bed and write down everything
they did that day, and then lay there, crossing them off.
I bet you, no matter what kind of day you had, you'd be amazed.
After all, even on an off day, we freaking rock.
Let me know if it works!!
Hugs!
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