Woo Hoo

Woo Hoo

This is for all the Mommies who put their kids and or work before themselves. Keep on doing your thing, but also you deserve some you time. We work so hard :)

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Taming the beast

English: The Hudson Sea Monster. Seeing as no ...

English: The Hudson Sea Monster. Seeing as no one else put forth the effort to make a visual reference to this beast, I did. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

You know the feeling, after a long hard day, when you come home, flop on your couch turn on the tv, and just try to veg out? Of course you do. Everyone has those days occasionally, some more so than others. Chances are if you’re a mother, then you also know what it’s like when half way through your veg fest, your thoughts are interrupted by a loud and demanding “MOM!” This is usually closely followed by you prying your limp body off the couch and dragging yourself to their room to complete some such task. Usually killing a spider or scaring away a monster, or looking at the painting the made on the hallway walls, and then later on cleaning up the masterpiece.

This, has been my life for the last week. I haven’t scraped any paintings off the walls lately, but I have scared away a few closet monsties who were picking on my baby boy.

Can you remember a time when all you wanted was to relax, but instead your other job (being a mom) took over? I’d love to hear about it.

Potty training the untrainable

I find myself in a place I sore I’d never be, doing something I swore I would never do. We have all done this to some degree. Like shouting something at your kids that you told yourself 5 or 10 or 15 years ago when your mom shouted it at you, that you would NEVER say that to your kids. But I’m not talking about that. No, this is much more complex. I’m talking about potty training my four year old.

 

Now, you can say and think what you want. But trust me, I’ve seen and heard it all. And It’s not like we haven’t been trying. For the last year and a half, everyday, every hour, we throw him on the potty. I’ve purchased 4 different kinds thinking that maybe he will like a Sponge Bob one, or Bob the Builder. Once we were at a store and he said he wanted a Dora one and despite the cashiers looks we bought it. We took it home, unwrapped it and he refused to sit on it. He uses it now as a step stool in his room.

 

It seems that he may just  untrainable. Yes, I know that’s a made up word, but it’s the perfect word to describe my Zaden. Although today I’m praying for a breakthrough. Just like yesterday and the day before. It feels like I’m the only mother of a four year old who tries this hard, and still had to buy diapers. So, what do you think? Am I alone?

 

it's potty time!

it’s potty time! (Photo credit: theparadigmshifter)

 

 

Keeping in Touch

 

Child 1

Child 1 (Photo credit: Tony Trần)

 

It’s hard for me to go this long without writing, and I wish I had something interesting to say. These past few months have been challenging to say the least, but through it all I have learned many things. I’ve learned that family stands by their own in times of hardship. Within that lesson I have learned who my true family is. I’ve seen by example who cares for me and who doesn’t. Sometimes it takes something major to bring people together or to tear them apart.

 

Can you really put a price on family?