Sunday, January 30, 2011

My Name Is Mommy


I have had many names
in my life

"Daughter," "Sister," "Cousin," "Friend," "Aunt,"
"Fry pusher," "Assistant," "Analyst," "Manager"
"Girlfriend," "Confidante," "Best Friend," "Fiancée," "Wife"
"Pain in the Ass," "Granddaughter," "Worst Enemy," "Bridesmaid"

But the name I wanted to be called the most
"Mommy."

No one anticipates having trouble getting pregnant
When that happens, your life changes
Becoming a mommy became an obsession
Until our dream was fulfilled.

We were having twins!
I couldn't wait for the first time
they called me Mommy

I dreamed of baby snuggles, coos, the first smile
No one told me about the exploding diapers, the baby "happy hour" which is
anything but, sleepless nights, the endless worry that you are doing
everything wrong. I did mention sleepless nights, right?

Man, being a mommy isn't easy.
No idea why I thought it would be

Now almost seven years later I have three wonderful girls
I get the snuggles, the "I love you's," the feeling that I am
everything to them.

I also get the "She hit me!"
"That's MINE! I want it!"
"MOOOOOMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY I pooped!"
"Mooooooommmmmmyyyyyyy! She called me a name!"
"Mommy! I need help!" "Mommy! Stop everything you are doing to help me with this small, minor thing and if you don't help me RIGHT NOW I will scream for an hour!"

I'm changing my name to Daddy.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Why being a Mom really IS the best job!


Winter is hard in Athens, OH. We get a dusting of snow and school is cancelled. Two-hour delays are the norm in the months of January and February. I spent a LOT of time at home alone with my kids during these months. We all get a little stir crazy. Then the germs set in and they pass whatever illness is going around between the three of them. The ONE thing I DON'T want them to share!

Such has been my life for the past couple weeks. School has been closed, delayed and at least one kid has been sick for what seems like an eternity. Rachel was first. She was coughing so hard after coming in from the cold I was worried she couldn't breathe. She threw up twice from really bad coughing fits. Then Riley woke up one night with the dreaded barky cough that can only mean croup and a visit to the ER. Her croup developed into an ear infection (the doctor said her ear was "a mess") and, at the same time, Kailey caught Rachel's cough and was sick for a few days.

Oh, yeah, this is a positive entry, isn't it? Almost forgot. So, yeah, in the midst of all this, there have been some bright points. Where the girls are REALLY getting along or even showing me that yes, they DO love one another despite their constant bickering. And fighting. And yelling. And hitting. These are the moments you want to savor and put in a bottle.

The other day, Kailey came running into my room. She was so excited! "Mommy, my toys come to life, my wish came true! When I woke up this morning, my pillow pet was turned around!" She really, truly believed that her toys were alive, just like in Toy Story. She convinced her little sister, Riley, that HER toys were alive as well. It was pure magic and pure joy to witness.

Last night Riley's ear infection was raging. She was screaming in pain. We used an old wives' tale remedy that was calming her down. We put a clove on garlic in her ear. Never underestimate what you will do to make your child feel better. Greg's mom did the same to him when he was little and screaming from pain. It relieved his pain, so we gave it a try. Worked like a charm. Girl stopped screaming almost immediately and within I would say one minute the crying had stopped. She was laying on the couch w/her head in my lap when Rachel said "Now, what can I do to cheer Riley up?" Then she proceeded to stand on a football and fall down. That made Riley laugh. So Kailey had to get in on the action and SHE started doing silly things to cheer up her little sister. I had never been more proud of my girls.

Kailey stayed home from school today. This was her first sick day in all-day kindergarten. She started asking when Rachel would get home about half an hour after Rachel left for school. She's been asking what time it is pretty much all day. (I've got a reprieve right now b/c she is napping. You KNOW a 6 year old is sick if they voluntarily take a nap!) She DOES miss her sister, even though when they are together at home, it is pretty much constant fighting.

Being a mom is AWESOME!

Friday, January 7, 2011

Confessions of a Lazy Housewife

There is one thing about me that I absolutely, positively HATE. Yes, hate. If I could change this about myself, I would. As a matter of fact, I have tried to change this and fail miserably every.single.time. I know it bugs Greg, too. And I see this habit rubbing off on my kids.

This isn't something physical. I mean, no one is 100% satisfied with his or her looks, but there's nothing (much) I would change in regards to my body. Aside from losing that last 10 pounds and getting rid of the belly flab, the huge thighs and the arm flab.

Here it is. I am a slob. I am one of the most unorganized people that I know. I have NO organizational gene at all. I wish I had an iota of Martha Stewart in me. {sigh} The pictures above are what my garage looked like 3 years ago before I cleaned it out. Guess what? It looks pretty much like that again now.

I have several places in my house where I collect clutter. The kitchen counter, the area around my desk, the laundry room, the toy closet in the basement, the garage, our closet. I have cleaned all these areas several times and they end up getting cluttered again in no time. I cleaned off my desk on Monday. Its already starting to collect crap. {sigh} My front hallway closet was so packed full of stuff that even after I cleaned it out, the door still wouldn't close. Like it was just so used to being overfilled it had just given up.

I've tried www.flylady.net. I borrowed a book from my brother called How Not to Be A Messie, read half of it then put it back on the shelf. I made up a list for the day zero project and then disbanded it. That's not to say I never clean. I do. Every so often, I get a bug up my butt about the condition of the house and I spend the day cleaning. One day last month, I was doing laundry and was just disgusted with the laundry room, so I cleaned it out. It wasn't any worse than it was the week before, but I felt it needed to be done. Having overnight guests also prompts a quick clean up.

I understand that my problem lies in the fact that I am lazy, I like to procrastinate, I am easily overwhelmed and I don't finish what I start. These are all character flaws and I would love to fix them, I just don't know how. If money were not a problem, I would gladly hire a professional organizer to whip me into shape. I have several friends who are extremely organized (which is a polite way to call them OCD) and I have asked them several times to visit my house and help me out, but none has taken me up on that offer as of now.

I really, really hate this about myself. I get so jealous when a FB friend posts that he or she is purging this, organizing that or something of that sort because then I look at my slop of a house and wonder HOW they can do that?

Having kids just made the problem worse. Kids use a lot of crap. And if you don't keep up w/the purging of said crap, you have a disaster on your hands. My kids have so many toys they don't even play with half of them. I would absolutely love to get them involved in the decisions on what to keep and what to get rid of. But, at their ages (6 and 3), they, of course, want to keep EVERYTHING. {sigh} Since I am so easily overwhelmed, I look at this project and wonder HOW I can possibly get it done. I don't even know where to start. The toys is just one of the many, many projects I have in my head to get done.

I feel like I am drowning in stuff. I would love to downsize. I would love to have a house that I am proud of the way it looks. I would love to live by the "A Place for Everything and Everything In its Place" mantra. I just don't know how.