Thursday, August 22, 2013

A Conversation from the First Week of School.

Sometimes there are just no words to intro a new post. This is one of those times.

Munchkin: MOM! Did you know the Vice President died?

Me: The Vice President of what?

Munchkin: The United States! The guy next to Obama.

Me: Nope.

Munchkin: No, Seriously! He died yesterday. Look it up on your phone!

Me: That's pretty big news, Munchkin. I think I would have heard about that by now.

Munchkin. Will you just look it up?

Me: ** Looking it up on my phone ** No, Munchkin. Joe Biden did not die.

Munchkin: *Silence*

* Blink Blink*

Munchkin: Well, SOMEONES Toothfairy died.

Me: *Silence*


Monday, August 19, 2013

Empty Nesting

Today I sent my "Babies" off to big girl school. All of them. 2nd Grade and 2 in Kindergarten.

For the last 7 years of my life I have been a Stay at Home Mom. My days have been full of poop diapers, vomit, mashing up baby food, teaching babies to walk, to talk, and to say their ABC's. I've obsessed over watching them breathe at night, over rashes, coughs and bumps on the head. I've packed up storage bins of tiny little clothes, passed along the highchairs and strollers and converted everyone into Big Girl Beds.

I now know the true meaning of complete exhaustion, extreme frustration and absolute mortification. 

In the last 7 years, I have felt more needed, more loved and more fulfilled than I have in my entire life. I have laughed harder than ever, and have given more kisses and hugs than I could possibly count.

As of this morning I am an Empty Nester. My girls will now be spending more time at school with their teachers than they will be spending at home with me each day. While I feel confident about our very capable teachers, I can't help but be jealous that they are going to be getting the best part of my kids each day.

They are going to get all of my laughs, my smiles, my outrageous stories and my snuggle time. I'm going to get the toughest part of every day. The hustle and bustle of sports, homework, dinner, baths and bed.

To say this transition has been tough on me is an understatement. I've been trying my best to get them excited and help calm their little nerves, while choking back the tears.

Today starts a new chapter in our lives. They will be growing, changing, learning, and making new friends. I will have the chance to launch my new business, relocate my non-mommy self, have some uninterrupted conversations with other adults, and possibly find time to un-sticky my house, all while keeping one eye on the clock and waiting for that 3 o'clock bell to ring.

"Making the decision to have a child is momentous.  It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body."  ~Elizabeth Stone

First Day of School 2013!

Thursday, August 15, 2013

Why It's OK To Hurry

I read an article recently that talked about a Mom who would no longer use the overused words "Hurry Up" when talking to her daughter.

When I first read the article I thought it sounded great. There have been numerous occasions in my 7 year career as a Mom that I thought about and discussed with my friends how I felt like I was going to give my kids a complex of some sort by asking them to "Hurry" all. the. time.

After reading the article I was hyper aware of how many times I used that phrase.

It's a lot. I won't lie.

I'll be the first to admit that I could stand to hurry less and enjoy more.. but with 3 kids in tow and places to be, it's not always possible to allow that "free spirited child" to stop and smell the roses, or pick the dandelion, or eat cheerios off the floorboard of the car, or change clothes a tenth time, or spend 1 1/2 hours eating a half of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.. and so on. We would never make it anywhere. Ever.

While I know I need to learn to slow it down, kids need to learn the art of time management. I personally feel that this is as important for them as learning to read or write. Learning to manage their time will set them up for success later in life whether it's school projects in 5th grade, studying for finals in college, or in their career. Time management doesn't just happen, it's a learned skill and it's our job to teach them.

Beyond just setting them up for success in life, it teaches them to be respectful of other peoples time. 

Now, I'm not saying to rush them through their ice cream cone on a Saturday afternoon, but if you decide to run some errands or to stop for an after school treat before gymnastics or swim team, they need to understand that their team is waiting on them and they have the responsibility to be there on time. Even if that means leaving without finishing their treat because they were busy picking the sprinkles off one by one, or daydreaming out the front window of the bakery instead of eating their treats.

It's easy to get caught up in a hurry trap, feeling like we need to rush even when we don't and that's something I'm personally working on, but it's ok to set expectations for your child and to follow through. You can do this without cramping their personality or killing their spirit.

The time we have with our kids is short, no doubt, and I want to cherish every precious second, sometimes we just have to cherish it on the go..