The last two weeks have notably been two of the toughest weeks I’ve had in a long while. Except for that time Daniel fell and cut his head open, and had to have surgery. Not the worst but really tough. My home has been an absolute “germfest”! It started with the toddler getting terrible fevers, I was off work but it passed over soon. Then Emilie got sick, I was worried but not overly. Husband got sick, I started and we ended up at the Dr last week. Today we were back in the Dr’s office where I received some crappy deductions that made me feel – even crappier.
“No Daniel, don’t play with the wipes!” I motioned for Ian to help me. Daniel’s little fingers can do some real damage. “He is so naughty.” I continued as Daniel laughed. He is 11 months old, and as much as I think that he does things to get reactions out of us. I KNOW that he is in fact NOT naughty.
Naughty is definted as badly behaved, disobedient children.
I have been AWOL (absent without leave) for a week, whilst my life has been less than its usual imperfect self. All the while looking back now I tried to maintain some normality – which as we know raises even more havoc!The #ECMeetUp was on my calendar (side note: this was amazing!) for a really long time, but early last week it seemed this plan was destined to fail. Is this a Murphy’s Law thing? Because I really, really could do with a break here! (more…)
Gasp! Why don’t my apples taste like your pears? I mean – we are all fruit aren’t we?
After spending some time with a few of the moms in my life this past weekend, I was feeling “less than”. By less than I mean – I felt like I wasn’t doing enough of something. Do you know what I mean? I found myself planning on buying new toys, trying to get DJ books that are more educational and cooking more food from scratch. Basically making A LOT more effort in the baby department. Yesterday afternoon Ian said to me “Love, you are enough – all this is great, but without it you are still doing enough.” (more…)
Sometimes I think being a mother gets a bad wrap. Shame, I am not much help because I feel like sometimes I complain talk a lot about the bad stuff, it’s not intentional though. I don’t tell people I’ve been up since 4:30am because I want them to think motherhood is terrible. It’s not. No, really I’m not even kidding. I love being a mom. Aside from the lack of sleep, and forgetting to brush your hair some days – really, there are perks!
Firstly, it is absolutely inherent to my being, and I can’t imagine myself not being a mom. I decided that after it took me forever to explain why I rocked motherhood last week, I would get some reasons together about why I love it. Which is WAY easier! (more…)