Hi dear friends,
Thank you for visiting. Let me introduce myself. I am Sarah, a mom of two babes (currently 3 months and 18 months). Before I entered motherhood, I always knew this is what I was meant to do. Then I had my first baby and it totally confirmed it. Then, I had my second baby and...
SHIZ HIT THE FAN!! Big time. Maybe it was a mix of postpartum hormones and having two babies under 16 months old, but all of a sudden my totally cool and relaxed momness decided to run off and be replaced with crazy and tired and "I can't talk good" momness. I shouldn't feel this way because I have easy babies. Like really easy. They like to eat and they sleep during the night and are awake during the day for the most part. What more could anyone ask for?? NOTHING! They are total perfection and I love being their mom more than life itself.
The thing is: momming is harder than it looks. Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe I'm the only one who gets overwhelmed before I even have a chance to make coffee. Maybe I'm the only one who cries because my toddler doesn't seem to want to play with me. Maybe I'm the only one who binge eats during nap time to deal with the stress. Maybe I'm the only one who considers going to Target without littles a vacation. Maybe. But probably not.
Maybe you feel you are alone in this and you are wondering why all these moms on Pinterest are able to raise 15 kids while homeschooling and still find time to make snow globes out of mason jars while you can't remember if you brushed your teeth today. You are not alone. Did I brush my teeth? No, seriously...did I?
You are a wonderful mother. The fact that you worry about whether or not you are a good mother proves that you are a great mother. Your babies love you more than you will ever know. If you want to feel normal, come visit with me. It will calm your nerves.
Potty training may be one of the most dreaded parts of parenting. Everyone and their mother (especially their mothers) have an opinion about potty training. There are countless books and "experts" claiming to have the secret. I call bull. There are a lot of expectations we put on potty training and now I'm sharing 6 things I wish someone had told me before I started potty training my kids:
I started exercising again yesterday. Like REALLY exercising. Since Cecilia's choking incident and my accompanying anxiety attacks last August, I have stuck with low impact exercise like walking and yoga for fear of overexerting myself.
I finally realized I wasn't doing myself any favors. I am by no means a #fitmom or someone who will ever build my whole life around fitness, but it is so important for me to be strong for my littles. Especially my daughter. So yesterday I picked up weightlifting again.
"She laughs without fear of the future."
I say that verse over and over but I have yet to take it on as my own identity. Maybe I need to say it in first person? Who knows.
It was like as soon as my first child was placed in my womb, I was also given a ball of anxiety that sits in my gut or my chest or somewhere in my body that is super annoying. My fears are a hearty mix of practical and totally irrational.
Home brew (kombucha) is a reminder to slow down in an instant gratification world. This batch was started 3 weeks ago and it's still not ready. It's drinkable, but it doesn't have the carbonation that makes kombucha so lovable yet. It took two weeks for it to ferment to the perfect tartness for my taste buds and now I have to wait.
I love mornings with this boy. He usually gets up before everyone else and does his own thing quietly. He is independent and curious so he loves the freedom of mornings where he can explore our house without limits or a sister stealing his ideas. I'm learning to give him the space he needs to learn and grow.
Potty training update. I am so proud of this girl. Yesterday she made it the entire day with dry underpants. She still needs to learn to tell me when she needs to go, but at least she goes when I ask her (after a couple minutes of fighting it...It's a process, people). As parents, or just as people for that matter, we work hard and long towards our goals. In the midst of it, it seems as though there is no progress. Everything we do is met with resistance, but we keep pressing forward, trusting that all of our efforts are going to pay off someday. This was a much needed reminder that it is so worth it. Have we completely arrived yet?! Absolutely not! We have weeks (probably months) to go before she is fully trained, but yesterday was a much needed glimmer of hope.
Day 3 potty training. In short, it's a challenge. I'm not child development specialist by any means, but I'm a mom and I can tell you that tantrums increase anytime a child (at least my kids) is learning a new skill. I get it! It's so frustrating when you are trying to learn something and aren't good at it yet. It must be even more frustrating when you are being told you have to do it by someone else.
Day 1 potty training was a success! She had two accidents, but many more successes. By the time my husband came home she could recognize that she had to go and asked him to help her and she made it in time!
It is always a process. We are no where near done, but I think it's going to stick this time. She is much more motivated by getting to wear underpants than her brother was so that is helpful. She takes her transition into being a "big girl" very seriously. I could not be more proud of her and her patience with herself and determination to not be a baby anymore.
I'm a horrible potty trainer. The worst. I tried duel potty training my two kids a little over a year ago. For 10 days. I started with that "potty train your child in a day" crap, and 10 days later neither child was potty trained. Earlier this year my son was potty trained (still working on nights) and today I decided we'd try potty training this one. She just turned 2.5 last week and recently transitioned into her big girl bed with ease and cooperation. Today we are sitting in the bathroom all day with pretzels, juice and books to see if we can make it happen.
When I was growing up, I remember my parents going to Napa Valley for a business trip which they turned into a mini vacation. They left us at home with a babysitter. No big deal, right? Wrong! I remember our babysitter didn't even have her drivers license at the time. That means, my parents left their 4 precious children at home with another human that was not even 16 years old. What on earth were they thinking?
The times are different now! Not only is our generation way more wary about who watches our kids, the people who are willing and responsible to watch our offspring are few and far between and because of the most basic principle of economics: supply vs. demand, they are hella expensive. I'm talking $12-$15/hr. That's for a high schooler with basic CPR training and a drivers license. Not that we would ever let them drive our kids anywhere, but at least we don't have to pick them up or bring them home.