Learning as I go.

It’s kind of funny, but I’m starting to realize (yes, I’ve been a parent for almost 5 years now, why do you ask?) that you’re constantly learning and evolving in motherhood/parenthood. I learn lessons every day but I always forget to write them down, which means I generally forget the lesson, repeat my mistake, learn it again, and maybe that time it’ll stick.

Two Lessons I learned today:

Daylight Savings Time will ALWAYS suck when your kids are under 13.

Seriously, we never really had a problem with daylight savings time before. I am not bragging, it just never really was a big deal. For some reason, THIS YEAR SUCKS. It was fine all day Sunday, but Monday was fairly rough with neither kid napping much and both of them being fairy cranky. Then last night I SWEAR they didn’t sleep at all, followed by crap naps for both today, and it’s now 10:15pm at our house and they’re STILL FLOPPING AROUND in their beds. Now listen to me, I love my kids, but enough already! Whoever invented daylight savings time and decided to stick with it was probably a group of dudes who never had kids.

Going to a major attraction, like say, The Crayola Experience, on a rainy day in the middle of Spring Break is just stupid, stupid, stupid.

I got an invite, I didn’t think anything about it except “That should be fun, I bet the kids would love that AND playing with their friends?? Win Win!”

Lose. All around.

It’s a SUPER COOL PLACE, don’t get me wrong, and I’m certain we’ll make frequent use of the season passes I bought us, but hell’s bells people, not on Spring Break, and sure as hell NOT when it’s RAINING on Spring Break. I’ve never seen so many people in my life. It was by far my MOST stressful parenting experience so far in my life. At one point both my kids took off different directions, I lost one, chased the other one, and sighed with relief when I caught him and heard my friend yelling that she had eyes on Tatum. For realz. I don’t know how half those parents didn’t make it home without their kids. Insanity.

Things Kids Say Part Deuce

I’ve been having trouble lately with getting Tatum (the 4.5 year old) to go to the bathroom by herself at night. She’s also going through that scared of the dark/sleeping by herself phase, so kind of a double whammy. Each night I start the evening out with nicely begging her to stay in bed. She responds with “but if I really really need you, you’ll come in, right?”

Of course I will.

However the “really need you” moments have lately been getting more and more, um, how should I say…. creative. Tonight, for example….

-“MOMMY, I REALLY REALLY NEED YOU!!!!!!”

-I go into her room (btw, this is the FOURTH time since I put her to bed about 20 minutes ago). “What do you need, Tatum?”

-“Mommy, did you know I’m ALLERGIC to COYOTES???”

-“Um, no, kid, I wasn’t aware of that. Because you aren’t.”

And while it’s funny, it’s also annoying, because it happens at midnight, 3:30 in the morning, 5 in the morning, and so on and so forth. Last night I got about an hour and a half stretches of sleep between both kids. Mommy gonna lose her mind over here.

Anyone else with kiddos have that issue? Could really use some advice, or random thoughts, or maybe even some vodka and funny memes. šŸ˜‰

Stuff I Love!!!

Just updated the Stuff I Love page on the website! Ā Some really fun new things, so be sure to check them out!

What kind of stuff do YOU love?? Ā I love learning about new STUFF so be sure to comment and let me know!!

STUFF I LOVE!!!!

Cool story, bro.

We had a weekend “task” sent home from Tatum’s daycare this weekend… to trace her body on a sheet of butcher paper, cut it out, and send it back.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

*wipes tears* no, I’m serious.

She’s FOUR. It took two of us to hold her down to get the outline drawn and even then, THIS is what we ended up with:

Wtf? One impossibly skinny leg, one somewhat normal leg with a cankle, freakishly large hands with fat but crooked fingers, a lumpy waist (not that I can judge on THAT lol), no neck, and what the hell is going on in the shoulder area? Oh, and don’t forget that flat part of her head that looks like her skull has been flattened but is actually me trying to avoid getting permanent marker in her ridiculous mass of hair.

I hope the other kids look as effed up on paper as she does, cause that just ain’t right. (Does that make me a bad person? I mean, I don’t hope the other kids are ACTUALLY effed up, I just don’t want to be the only parent with zero skills… because how the heck do you get a ticklish four year old to lie still for longer than 3.5 seconds???)