I don't know about you other Moms out there but bedtime means "lay on your butt and enjoy the silence" time. I struggle with the fact that it should be time to sit and talk to my husband, catch up on things that don't deal with homework, sports, or boo-boos. He just doesn't understand why I want to sit by myself in silence. By 9:00 PM I don't want anyone within 5 feet of me and I don't want to answer any questions. What is a Mother/wife to do? This is why date nights and "Mommy-Daddy time" is so very important. If you don't take an evening or a whole weekend off every once in a while, one day you'll look at your husband and say "Hey, I remember you. What's your name again?"
As a mother you have to not only balance family time and parent time. You have to get Mommy time. Daddy needs that manly time with his O so manly friends. I am not done. You also have to make sure each child gets individual attention and special time with each parent. There isn't enough time in a day, week, or even a month for all of this. It's a struggle but we do our best and when all else fails...listen to your kids. They have a way of telling you when they need something extra from you.
I apologize to all of you extra energetic Moms who do all the laundry, clean every dish, and pick up every last toy, before dragging your happy butt to bed. I think you all are CRAZY!!! Something my Mom told me long ago rings so true to me today. Your children won't remember how clean your house was or how fabulous you dress (I added that for all the Mom's who show up dressed to the 9's, full makeup and hair all did up to drop off their kids at school.). What they will remember is all the memories you make with them. Your house can look pretty in 18 years or so. Let it be Messy and enjoy LIFE!!!!
Friday, August 27, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
The WEIGHTing game...
Ok, so if you're a Mom you know the story. Your body is never the same after having a baby...that is unless you are a Victoria Secret model (my theory is they go right into plastic surgery after giving birth). Ok, so honestly I was never happy with my body. I could never be happy with what I had. In high school I was physically fit, athletic, and a size 5/6. What was there not to like(Can I please get that back!)?
After baby #1 and even #2 I came to terms with the changes, dealt with it and moved on and kept drinking and eating what I wanted. I attempting exercise every so often when I had just a little bit of motivation but it never lasted. I looked pretty good despite all this. Oh, this brings to mind my dislike of this phrase, "You look great for having 2 kids!". ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!! Is that suppose to be a compliment. How about a simple You look Great! Ok, back on subject...No one tells those that want more then 2 kids that the 3rd pregnancy completely obliterates any chance of being pretty, and somewhat thin without even doing anything. HELLO!!! WHere was my mother when I told her the exciting news? I can't remember but she must have been standing in a corner giggling and saying to herself, "No more pizza for you!".
So, after I have my little bundle of boy, the usual happens. I lose most of the weight within the first few weeks. It's what happened a few months after is where the shock comes in. I started gaining, to me, so quickly. I knew I was bigger then I ever had been but I don't think I ever let myself notice, if that makes sense. Just recently I would see pictures of myself and be disgusted and it would make me sad. So sad I would eat cookies, or ice cream, or some chips. As an intelligent human being, I know that was not the brightest thing to do. It takes a while to get past just being plain old pissed off that you can't have all the goodies anymore and still look good.
Recently I went to my 10 year class reunion. Bought a new dress, shoes, & jewelry. Couldn't wait to see everyone but most of all I was nervous about being bigger then the size 5/6 I was 10 years ago. I had a great time and look back at all the photos and I looked great...for a Mom of 3. I guess since then I have been really feeling down. I finally woke up this week and told myself it was time to stop feeling sorry for myself. No one can change it but me. So, here I am craving cheeseburgers, sweet tea, guacamole dip, etc etc etc... I have lost 3lbs and I am walking as much as possible and working my way up to running and I'm actually enjoying it!!! I'm even enjoying counting my calories and learning about all the good and bad that is in all the foods I eat. Can this last? Could I really be on my way back to a thinner me? YES YES YES!!! I'm confident I can do this. Not to say I won't stumble and eat something bad for me every now and then but I'm hoping for the best. Here is to waiting for big weight losses and a healthier life!!!
After baby #1 and even #2 I came to terms with the changes, dealt with it and moved on and kept drinking and eating what I wanted. I attempting exercise every so often when I had just a little bit of motivation but it never lasted. I looked pretty good despite all this. Oh, this brings to mind my dislike of this phrase, "You look great for having 2 kids!". ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!! Is that suppose to be a compliment. How about a simple You look Great! Ok, back on subject...No one tells those that want more then 2 kids that the 3rd pregnancy completely obliterates any chance of being pretty, and somewhat thin without even doing anything. HELLO!!! WHere was my mother when I told her the exciting news? I can't remember but she must have been standing in a corner giggling and saying to herself, "No more pizza for you!".
So, after I have my little bundle of boy, the usual happens. I lose most of the weight within the first few weeks. It's what happened a few months after is where the shock comes in. I started gaining, to me, so quickly. I knew I was bigger then I ever had been but I don't think I ever let myself notice, if that makes sense. Just recently I would see pictures of myself and be disgusted and it would make me sad. So sad I would eat cookies, or ice cream, or some chips. As an intelligent human being, I know that was not the brightest thing to do. It takes a while to get past just being plain old pissed off that you can't have all the goodies anymore and still look good.
Recently I went to my 10 year class reunion. Bought a new dress, shoes, & jewelry. Couldn't wait to see everyone but most of all I was nervous about being bigger then the size 5/6 I was 10 years ago. I had a great time and look back at all the photos and I looked great...for a Mom of 3. I guess since then I have been really feeling down. I finally woke up this week and told myself it was time to stop feeling sorry for myself. No one can change it but me. So, here I am craving cheeseburgers, sweet tea, guacamole dip, etc etc etc... I have lost 3lbs and I am walking as much as possible and working my way up to running and I'm actually enjoying it!!! I'm even enjoying counting my calories and learning about all the good and bad that is in all the foods I eat. Can this last? Could I really be on my way back to a thinner me? YES YES YES!!! I'm confident I can do this. Not to say I won't stumble and eat something bad for me every now and then but I'm hoping for the best. Here is to waiting for big weight losses and a healthier life!!!
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Warning! Warning! Warning!
This blog is about to change! As much as I love keeping everyone up to date on my lovely family, I'm pretty sure if you're my facebook friend you know what's up. I am going to use this as my way to vent, share, discuss, etc... There is so much you learn every day as a wife & mother, some good & some bad, and I want to share my experiences with you. You lucky ducks!!!
The daily life as a stay at home Mom to others seems easy, routine, and all about eating bon bons and watching soap operas. Let me put those assumptions to rest. Don't knock it until you try it! Even my husband thought I had the easy life until he stepped in my shoes a couple times back in 2006 (when we only had 2 kids). He had both kids for a weekend to himself on two seperate occasions. Let's just say he doesn't question me nor does he want my job after that. Let me also note this is in no way to diss or judge the mothers that work outside the home. I have oodles and oodles of respect for all good MOMS!!!
Now that we have that clear, let me introduce you to me. My name is Abby. I am a 29year old wife and mother of three beautiful, smart, & energetic children. I have been a stay at home Mom since I had my first child back in 2001. I also have attending college while being a Mom. I am hoping to eventually finish my nursing degree but right now I'm focusing on my family. I'm a christian,conservative woman and believe in a traditional family and way of life. My husband is a hard working man. He's worked hard his whole life, working his way up the ladder, and doing whatever necessary to provide for our family. He is one of the most caring men I've ever met. To know him is to love him! My oldest son, Riley, is 9. He is Mr. Popular, an athlete, and a very smart cookie!!! He has a huge heart. Stella, my princess, is 6. She is all girl and in charge. She has so much imagination, loves to dance & sing, and she's not afraid to tell you what is on her mind. Drake is turning 2 next month. He is all boy. He loves to get dirty and he is so in tune with everything around him. He loves the outdoors and if he doesn't have a ball in his hand, he must be sick.
Being a mother of 3 means there is never a dull moment. I think sometimes us women choose to judge each other instead of helping each other. Letting another mother know you've been through what they are dealing with at that moment can sometimes be all she needs to help her through. Instead of staring down the Mom with the screaming toddler in the restaraunt, super market, or the airplane...How about a kind word of encouragement. You have no idea what that person's day has been like or what they are going through. So these are my confessions...
The daily life as a stay at home Mom to others seems easy, routine, and all about eating bon bons and watching soap operas. Let me put those assumptions to rest. Don't knock it until you try it! Even my husband thought I had the easy life until he stepped in my shoes a couple times back in 2006 (when we only had 2 kids). He had both kids for a weekend to himself on two seperate occasions. Let's just say he doesn't question me nor does he want my job after that. Let me also note this is in no way to diss or judge the mothers that work outside the home. I have oodles and oodles of respect for all good MOMS!!!
Now that we have that clear, let me introduce you to me. My name is Abby. I am a 29year old wife and mother of three beautiful, smart, & energetic children. I have been a stay at home Mom since I had my first child back in 2001. I also have attending college while being a Mom. I am hoping to eventually finish my nursing degree but right now I'm focusing on my family. I'm a christian,conservative woman and believe in a traditional family and way of life. My husband is a hard working man. He's worked hard his whole life, working his way up the ladder, and doing whatever necessary to provide for our family. He is one of the most caring men I've ever met. To know him is to love him! My oldest son, Riley, is 9. He is Mr. Popular, an athlete, and a very smart cookie!!! He has a huge heart. Stella, my princess, is 6. She is all girl and in charge. She has so much imagination, loves to dance & sing, and she's not afraid to tell you what is on her mind. Drake is turning 2 next month. He is all boy. He loves to get dirty and he is so in tune with everything around him. He loves the outdoors and if he doesn't have a ball in his hand, he must be sick.
Being a mother of 3 means there is never a dull moment. I think sometimes us women choose to judge each other instead of helping each other. Letting another mother know you've been through what they are dealing with at that moment can sometimes be all she needs to help her through. Instead of staring down the Mom with the screaming toddler in the restaraunt, super market, or the airplane...How about a kind word of encouragement. You have no idea what that person's day has been like or what they are going through. So these are my confessions...
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