Showing posts with label Mother's Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mother's Day. Show all posts

Friday, May 9, 2014

The moments that made me a mom....

Those moments of pure exhaustion when sleeping while sitting up and nursing a baby at the same time was completely natural...

The times I felt my heart basically crumble in my chest when another kid was mean to you...

Feeling the tears well up and the grin spread across my face when you would look at me and smile that gummy smile....

How velvety soft your skin was....

The smell of your freshly bathed head that was probably smelled a million times...

Your contagious giggle when we would sing James Brown songs after the ABC's during bath time...

Every wrinkle on the bottom of your feet that I'm absolutely sure I had memorized by touching them so much...

Your favorite songs that I would memorize to keep you happy...

The lightbulb moment when you learned how to write your name...

Special toys you would tuck close to you during naptime...

The rainboots you wore with every outfit to go ANYwhere...

Those two front teeth that came in weeks apart from each other giving you a cartoonish look...

Hearing the word Mama and crying...

Watching you play a sport you love....

Feeling the swell of pride as you stand up for yourself or others...

How small your chubby hands were in mine....

The way you hid behind my legs until about age 5...

Every single, darn class party ever invented...

The first time you got sick...

Putting you on my feet and lifting you up in the air for what felt like hours at a time...

The first diaper blowout...

When you would fall asleep at your highchair during dinner...

Your obsession with rolie polies....

Chubby cheeks that were kissed over and over and over again...

The eyebrows....

Hugs so tight....

Rough nights standing outside your door praying and hoping without hope that you would someday love to sleep through the night...

The eyelashes that swept your cheeks when you were asleep...

Open mouthed toddler kisses....

Potty training madness....

Field trips...

Heart stopping emergencies that I didn't see coming...

Having to make friends with your classmate's parents...

Frog catching.....

Thousands of tea parties with lots of Goldfish and marshmallows...

Your first fish...

Your first dead fish...

Bedtime stories...

Growth spurts...

Teething...

Loving you beyond your temper tantrum...

The first time you stood in front of the ocean...

Your first movie...

Snack plates...

First days of school....

Last days of school, complete with shaving cream...

Shots....

Realizing that the stories of mothers lifting cars off of their children is a completely plausible happening...

Painting your toenails for the first time...

Pigtails...

Braids....

The sigh in your sleep...

The way you dig your feet under my legs when you sneak into my bed...

Freckles sprinkled across sunkissed faces...

Knowing when to walk away before I flipped my lid...

When I didn't walk away....

That first flutter of giant butterflies in my belly...

Feeling helpless when you cried after being fed, changed and rocked forever...

Making your first doctor appointment and referring to you as "my son"...

Walks around the block....

Watching you grow up and knowing you are destined for greatness in such a real way...

Your school programs...

Fighting for you with an intensity I have never felt before...

Wanting you to succeed even if that means a college far away from me...

Because I said so....

Crying at Hallmark commercials and finally getting why mom did...

Loving you enough to let you hate me for awhile...

Showers that were spent playing peek-a-boo around the shower curtain while you were in your bouncy chair...

Naps where I just couldn't bring myself to lay you down...

The nightgowns...

The baby lotion....

Pride in your accomplishments....

Tooth fairy visits...

Christmas Eve...

Guilt....

The telltale sign of a mother--- the feeling I'm just not getting it right...



I couldn't possibly put into words all of the moments that I feel created this mother creature I have become.
My life was not just changed by these three kiddos...my life was transformed.
The gut feelings, the tears that come from nowhere, the feeling of failure, the uncontrollable love and emotion, the mama bear instinct, the need to be completely away from them and then the intense need to be in every room they are in...I'm a mom.

To my three little birds...thank you for giving me the gift of being your mom.
Always remember how much I love you.


Love,
Mom















Wednesday, May 15, 2013

The Perfect Getaway {Travaasa Resort Austin}

This past weekend I did something I have never done before.


I went out of town. Sans kids. With my mom and sister. For a girl's only getaway.

That's right, folks. Mother's Day weekend I picked up and headed out! 

Not to say I wasn't completely guilty....because I was. 


I've gone out of town before without the kiddos but it was for a funeral....so that totally doesn't count. 

This time it was all about spending girl time with my mom and sister.


My sister lives in Austin, which is about 3 hours away from my house.  Believe it or not, my life stays a teensy bit busy and I can't ever seem to make it to Austin to visit Confession: this was my first time seeing her house since she moved to Austin...oh, I'm guessing 5 years ago? Bad Sister Award...right here.  Don't worry, she's barely ever home anyway. Her work has her crisscrossing the country all the time. Excuses, excuses.

....and back to my story......


Friday I picked my mom up and we hit the road and made it to Austin in great time. Friday night we went out to eat downtown and enjoyed a fabulous Italian meal. Ending with Crème Brule....I was a Crème Brule virgin so this was delicious. We stayed up late into the night laughing and giggling like teenagers.
You know how it is when you're so involved with your little family and all of their gazillion activities that you feel a disconnect between the people who are most important to you in life? Yep. That's where I've been. We are running all the time and sometimes I take for granted that I still have my mom.....when a lot of people aren't that lucky. This was a really great way to reconnect with my mom and my sister as nothing else but mom/daughter/sister. Sometimes having to be The Mom takes away from the fact that you were a daughter first.

Saturday morning we lazed around until lunchtime where hit up Red's Porch. If you are ever in Austin....go to Red's Porch. If it's pretty outside make sure to get a seat on the patio or roof deck. A great view! The weather was perfect for a sunny lunch outside. I had the chicken sandwich and I am kicking myself for not remembering the name of the sandwich because it was amazeballs. My mom had the Shrimp and Grits and I had a taste....that sauce? Impeccable. Fun fact about Red's Porch...there is a retro Airstream trailer parked on the patio that you can rent for the hour, day or week. Now, I don't know about you but renting that bad boy out for an hour is not in my future plans (bow-chicka-wow-wow), I mean, it's a little.....how do you say....PUBLIC. But fun, nonetheless.

Rolling ourselves back to the car we finally made it to our luxurious spa getaway.....Travaasa Resort Austin.


Y'all. This place is crazy amazing.

You can find Travaasa hidden in the winding hill roads outside of Austin, tucked away from the city and surrounded by nature. Gorgeous succulents greet you as you enter the gates of this spa retreat.


You follow the long and winding road up to the Welcome Center....and if you're like me you "oooo" and "ahhhh" at all of the beautiful landscape on the way up. There is so much room to spread out on this property that it is completely possible for you to be all alone or with others. It's up to you.

With an unending amount of activities to take on you are sure to stay busy. You can head to the stables to interact with the horses, take a trail ride, maybe join a wine tasting or even learn how to play the harmonica. Or....you might just see the amazing pool and decide to plunk your lazy self down on a poolside chair, stretch out, soak up some sun and read your trashy romance novel.  Not that I did that......







I don't know what it was about that canyon view or that infinity pool but we all had to open our arms and welcome the sun.  And yes, my sister totally looks like a knock off of the Christ the Redeemer statue in Brazil. The pool area also offered a sauna and hot tub area with plenty of soft, fluffy towels for you to enjoy. And thank you to my handy dandy J. Crew cover up....you can look at these pictures and not see my cellulite or muffin top.  You're welcome.

And by the way....how amazing does my mom look??  I won't tell you her age...because I would like to remain alive and kicking....but I will tell you that she may be over 50....and looking fabulous, right?!

This view really is spectacular and the cool thing about Travaasa is that you find hidden little nooks and crannies throughout the property as well as the surprising views around every turn. We found a few places where there were hammocks strung on trees in the quietest places.  While I was there I just couldn't stop thinking about what a great getaway it would be for my husband and I. Imagine....relaxing in a hammock without a child trying to swing you as high as possible?! Craziness.


 

 


Our Casita was beautiful.....located directly across from the spa (and pool....yes!). With a front porch and a back balcony we were in love. The room was open and airy with beautiful décor, plush bedding and plenty of places to store your crap luggage. The reading lamps on the headboard worked out perfect for us...a family of readers. The balcony gave way to spectacular views of nature and what would have been a gorgeous sunrise (if I had woken up in time). The bathroom was huge....a modern feel with plenty of rustic touches. The shower might have been my favorite part of the whole room.




 
 
By the way...that picture of my mom peeking out of the door? I love it. It's become a new favorite of mine.

The spa was directly across from us....


 
 
 
 
 
But we'll get back to the spa later.....
 
 
Saturday night after toasting ourselves by the pool for hours being served by a super sweet Travaasa staff member....we decided we might need to get dressed and head to dinner.  The sunset was beautiful and luckily we got a table outside and we were able to enjoy the view until the sun went down. The food is upscale spa fare....not particularly my favorite but it was a great experience and the staff was perfectly welcoming. The pound cake for dessert....now that's my cup of tea. It was delicious. Walking to dinner at sunset, enjoying the beauty of nature and the great choices in landscaping was a huge plus. You don't feel rushed here like you might in other resorts. It's a very laid back atmosphere where you direct yourself where you want to be or what you want to experience. Even though you are presented an itinerary and schedules, you can pick and choose to whatever you please. Or you can choose to do nothing.
I have to say.....we were only here one night and it would have been the perfect weekend if we would have had two nights and two full days to soak it all in. We didn't arrive until 3pm on Saturday and then had to get going back home around 12.....it was Mother's Day, after allI would love a full weekend to lay back and relax, enjoy the spa and more of the treatments there or maybe even take a few classes in something I love.
Like I mentioned before, the property is massive and everything is spread out in a way that it is easy to walk to yet not so close you feel crowded. Everything has a very Zen like atmosphere with rustic touches, appealing to all tastes.
The restaurant, Jean's Kitchen, was beautiful and much bigger than I though it would be. We were told ahead of time that we would probably want to make reservations for dinner but when we arrived 15 minutes before our scheduled time the restaurant only had a few diners indoors yet all of the tables outside were spoken for except for a few. We snagged a beautiful spot looking right out at the hills and enjoyed the rest of the sunset. The food was very good but I would have liked more choices. The menu is new everyday and the chef uses only the freshest ingredients. The chef actually made his way out around 9pm to chat with the diners and make sure everyone was enjoying their meal, a nice touch. My tip: if you enjoy a laid back way of life like I do...I would eat an early lunch and then grab a sandwich from the pool's menu and eat al fresco!
 





 
 
 
 
After dinner we went back to our room to pack up, rest and get ready for our spa treatments the next day. We got to laughing so hard....at who knows what......and could NOT stop. You know the kind of giggle fit you get into where you don't even remember what started it all but you literally can't stop laughing? Yep, we were there.
I snagged two pics of us....trying not to laugh. The rest are hilarious and really my favorites but I was sworn to only use them for good not evil. Take note of our fabulously fancy schmancy robes....
 

 
 
 
The next morning we were pumped about our spa treatments! We all three were scheduled for a Swedish massage.
Is a massage not the greatest thing ever? I know there are  people who don't enjoy massages and unless it's medically impossible to enjoy a massage...I don't understand you not liking it. But I am all about it. Oil me up and rub  me down, baby. Too much?
 
The spa was brightly lit and welcoming at the entrance and had a beautiful boutique attached. The boutique offered everything from dog and cat toys to upscale resort wear. Gorgeous choices throughout the store....I really had to behave and look, not buy. The staff was amazing, so sweet and offering any help they could. They did not have my sister's size in the shoe she wanted and they were able to order it right there and ship it to her. So convenient.
 
I chose not to bring my cameras to the treatments section of the spa out of respect for others and their peace and quiet.  But I did snap a few of the locker room and adjoining areas. The colors of the walls, water features and the sunlight streaming through the floor to ceiling windows created a calm and tranquil environment, preparing your mind to relax and let go of the stresses weighing on your mind. That massage was probably the best massage I have ever had.  Speaking of....I think I need to go back. Like, N-O-W....because the kids are totally punishing me for being away for a few days.
 



 
 
It was hard to leave. Travaasa had everything we could possibly need or want. But....I have children who need me and a husband who loves me so it was home I had to go. I enjoyed Travaasa immensely. The staff, the location, the spa, the resort way of life and luxurious offerings Travaasa has is the reason why I would like to go back. I loved my girl's escape but I wouldn't mind taking my husband there for a little romantic weekend for two. Oh...the possibilities. This would make the perfect spot for so many things; a bachelorette weekend, Honeymoon (that Canyon View room would be just right), Reunion (no kiddos though!), the possibilities are endless.
 
When I got home I first noticed the surprise under the carport.  My dad and step mom had picked the kids up (sneaky, sneaky) on Sunday morning along with my empty flower pots (that may or may not have been empty for years) and filled them with beautiful flowers and succulents! Is that not the best idea?!  I loved it. The painted pots have been around for a while....we painted them together one beautiful spring day and planted flowers....that died due to my black thumb disease. RIP pretty flowers.  The urn I bought with the intent to have a beautiful display of succulents right at my door. The thought was nice but it only lasted a few weeks. Black Thumb strikes again. I'm hoping I can keep these alive. Other than my flowers I was greeted with a Scrabble board spelling out Happy Mother's Day and more. They know me so well. Nerdy and proud. B was cooking up his mouth watering steak fingers and even attempted to make squash...he succeeded and it was delish. My family is so good to me. Except for when they're not and I feel like screaming to the rooftops.....
 




 
 

 
 
 
 
 
Disclaimer:
We were provided a room and one spa treatment to review. As always, my reviews are my honest opinion. The good, the bad and the amazing.

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Somewhere Along the Way....

Last year around this time I wrote letters to my three beautiful, healthy, wild children. Those letters have since been printed out so that I can put them in their baby books. Lord knows I won't remember all of the things I hope to tell them someday.
In a year a lot can happen. The kids are growing up so fast that it's hard to remember to slow down sometimes and appreciate the stages they're in.
Since last year T has shot up about 6 inches, G has lost his first tooth and R has gone through growing pains that only moms of tween girls can understand. We've had ups and downs and all arounds...enjoyed moments and begged for bedtime. We've traveled a bit and laughed a lot. Numerous doctor visits, x rays, and sick days home snuggled on the couch.
Motherhood is one of those things that you're never quite sure if you're actually accomplishing anything. But then you look back at just one year. One. Year. And you can see that although the kiddos have had their own struggles through the year and I've had my own too that we still survived. We're still a complete set.
Sometimes I just have to take that moment and breathe it in. There are days where I feel like I'll lose it. Completely lose it. Some weeks...there are more bad days than good. And then there are days like yesterday where school was a breeze with G and the sun was shining and the trees have these vibrant green leaves and the breeze is just right  so that you can wear a t shirt and your favorite pair of boyfriend jeans without being too hot or too cold and you aren't worried about much...when you realize that life is good.
Promise I'm not on anything. But reading that totally sounds like I'm flying high.
The days that take me for a turn are the ones where I'm so stinkin' tired from trying to claim those hours after the kids head to bed for my own....where I literally could collapse on the couch and sleep for hours....where I have no freaking clue what I'm cooking for dinner so why don't I just make cookies.....where I'm offended by every look my husband has and I'm crying because the puppy chose my couch as her pee pee place while looking at the perfectly acceptable backyard out of the window....those days are the days we're all used to right?
Hey why not throw a 14 year old boy in the mix who I worry about on a daily basis whether he will make good choices now that is brain is on puberty vacation. Yes. We are there. I understand the worry that moms of teen girls must go through and eventually I will be there myself but right now this whole teenage boy thing is throwing me for a loop. My sweet, funny, smart aleck kid who still tries to jump in my arms and makes me laugh so hard that I choke on whatever we're having for dinner is slowly turning into the teenage boy who wants to hang out with only girls and is constantly on his phone. Not talking on the phone. Why on God's green earth would they talk on the phone when they could just text, Snap Chat or Instagram everything they want to say?
Trust. That's my word of the day every day lately.

We have to trust that with our guidance he will make good choices. And along with the nightly prayer I pray over them....Lord, please surround my children with good people, good friends......I'm clinging to hope that he will turn out just like God intended. Albeit with a few cuts and scrapes along the way.

Not that he's gone off the deep end or anything but this true teenage boy stuff is all new to us. And don't worry I've already given the speech numerous times...once it's out there, it's out there. Don't send anything over your phone you wouldn't want the whole world to see. Ick.

Rambling? Maybe. Does a heart good every once in awhile, don't you think?

If you would like to check out the letters to my kiddos you can find them right here for my daughter....and here for my sons. Enjoy!


Here are my hearts....laid out in human form....a year later....




 
 
 


Whoops!  How did that one get in there??? You're welcome.

Friday, May 11, 2012

A letter to my daughter.....

Now it is my daughter's turn for words of advice from her oh-so-wise mama.  I have mentioned to you guys before about how wonderful it is to have a girl squeezed in between her 2 brothers...a nice breather from all the rough housing and destruction.  She loves a good rom-com and is a total crafty pants which I am a teensy bit jealous of.  She also is a girl after my own heart because one of her fave movies would be Pretty in Pink (albeit we skip through the raunchy parts that 80's movies deem PG 13 material)and her favorite guy in the movie?  Duckie, of course!  We love to jam to Otis Redding in the car....her main reason is because of Duckie's lip syncing scene in the movie. 
She also loves to spend time with her grandparents and could spend hours in Hobby Lobby.  I'm pretty sure she might be a Golden Girl in a 10 year old's body and I love that.
Celebrating my kids on Mother's Day comes pretty natural....they did make me a mom.  I could not possibly be more grateful than I already am for these crazy little monkeys.  They have flipped my world upside down and created a person who did not exist before. 
My girl was the biggest of my babes...weighing at a fighting weight of almost 9 lbs 2 oz.  She was the chubbiest baby I had ever seen and the little crochet beanie they had on her head looked like it might pop off and fly across the room.  She had rolls for days.  Simpler times, for sure. 



That's my tenacious 11 year old right there....a beautiful, strong willed, caring, thoughtful, tough chick who makes me heart smile.


My letter to you, my nutty girl.....

There are so many things I want you to know and plenty of years to tell you...yet I worry it will all go too fast.  Take these tidbits with you and keep them somewhere hidden in your brain...pull them out like you would random song lyrics and names of has been celebrities...knowledge that comes in handy at certain times. 

  1. Stay creative.  Continue to draw, craft and design to your heart's content.  This will keep your fingers nimble, your mind engaged and your soul happy.
  2. Pray. Whenever, where ever, how ever you please.  Take the time to send any gratitude, any problems, any worries or anxieties straight up to the Big Guy.....He will lessen your problems by casting light on the things that matter, the issues at heart or the people He is guiding you towards.
  3. Sing and laugh as loud as you please!  Singing is one of those things that I always say is good for the soul. Embrace that voice and project it....always laugh your REAL laugh...no fake laughers allowed!  You have that laugh for a reason, don't quiet it down or make it "cuter" for some one else's benefit.
  4. Dance like there's no tomorrow.  Shake it, don't break it....
  5. Keep your childhood curiosities alive!  I will always have a picture of you captured in my mind...your blond hair in a tiny ponytail, curled up on it's own accord...white slip with a petticoat, pink kitty cat rain boots, and a dirt mustache.  You would wear princess costumes and play in the mud. You collected rolie polie's and tried to sell them to the neighbor, you would streak across the yard in your panties, and put lizards in your own hair. 
  6. Remember that no man will ever measure up to your Daddy.  But don't expect him to.  DO expect him to treat you as good as your Daddy treats me.  Any less? Adios amigo.
  7. Keep trying new things.  Soccer was something you said "buh-bye" to when you were 5, picking your nails in the middle of the field didn't seem like something you wanted to continue another season, but you tried again this past fall and...you rocked! You tried out every position you could and did the best you could each time. Proud is an understatement.
  8. Keep enjoying your grandparents.  Not many 10 year old girl's would rather be with her grandparents on a weekend instead of finding something to do with people their own age.  Believe me, you make them as a happy as they do you.
  9. It's okay to not want to be around a lot of people.  You do not have to be the life of the party....but at least go to the party.  Get out of that box every once in a while and experience people. 
  10. Love yourself first. I have always told you how different we all are and different is beautiful. There is not a magic number or a perfect size...there is only the skin you feel comfortable in.
  11. Buy a dress that will last through the years.  Classic is gorgeous. You can own trendy but spend money on classic pieces. A line skirts. Nautical stripes.  Good jeans.  A great cardigan. Cashmere sweater.  Shirt dress.  A pair of brown boots. 
  12. Do not ever cut your hair while going through a break up, having PMS, or pregnant. You will regret it. I promise.
  13. Don't wax your eyebrows or over pluck them.  Keep an arch but don't try to imitate a look of surprise...it just looks silly.
  14. Lip balm is your friend. EOS and Burt's Bees. Done.
  15. Don't ever start wearing foundation.  If you start, you will never be able to stop.  Your skin will thank you.  Keep it simple; mascara, blush, concealer, eyeshadow, lipstick...all you need.
  16. Do wash your face.  Olay and Neutrogena are wonderful choices. 
  17. Don't dye your hair. 
  18. Zits.....toothpaste really does dry them out. So does Burt's Bees Herbal Blemish Stick. 
  19. Enjoy being a kid for as long as you possibly can. Ride your bike, play Barbies, play with your dolls, get dirty.....there is plenty of time to be a grown up but once you're there, there is no going back. 
  20. Keep your brothers close.  Know that they will always be there for you...and they will beat the living mess out of any boy who wrongs you.  They will be your closest allies, your confidants, and your enemies all at some time in your life...and you wouldn't be the same without them.
  21. Always have at least one best girl friend that you can depend on.  Everyone should have that one person who knows the craziest, grossest, most amazing, most useless things about you and loves you for it all.  You will never regret the girl time you have, the chick flicks, the raw cookie dough eating, the incessant talk about boys....
  22. Don't be a follower.  Lead the parade, girlfriend!  Be the kind of girl that people can lean on, talk to and be confident that everything they say isn't going to anyone else. 
  23. There will always...I mean always be a group of mean girls at school.  Look the girls straight in the eye and....smile.  Do not ever be in a group of mean girls.  It will get you nowhere fast, I promise.  So after you smile at them, move along to your own group of friend that find it more important to lift others up rather than knock them down.
  24. Girls should stick together.  I'm really reiterating the point here, don't tear girls down to make yourself look or feel better. And don't ever let someone do that to you. 
  25. Stand up for yourself.  Let your values, morals and principles be known.  Have no regrets for your personality, your thoughts or your views. 
  26. Keep an open mind and an open heart.  We have always prayed this over you guys every night....I want you to remember that.  Open minds and hearts are what makes the world go 'round.
  27. Be passionate.
  28. Boys: 
a. expect to be treated like a lady and they will treat you like one.
b. put up with nothing less than the utmost respect.
c. treat boys with the same respect.
d. don't ask the boy out.
e. never change the way you speak, laugh, dress, or the people you hang out with for a dude.
f. you will have your heart broken. know that you will survive. 
g. Be the apple at the top of the tree.
h. watch what you say, do, text, post or share.  Boys tend to brag about things...true or made up.  You do NOT want to be the subject of any locker room talk.

29.  Never forget how much I love and adore you.  You will always be my girl.  You are the toughest little chick I know and I appreciate your self reliance and your maturity....I also will never forget the little girl who would hide behind my legs to avoid any personal contact with the "outside world".  You have been my breath of fresh air, my mirror, my strength, my source of crazy, my partner in shopping and pedicures.  You also know how to treat a lady to a home spa day like no other.  I miss your shubby little sheekies and your baby fine hair I would have to put mini barrettes in to keep out of your face.  I miss that chunky little 6 month old baby that was squeezed into the bassinet because I couldn't bear for you to be in another room.  I look forward to the young lady you are turning into...the tenacity and the helpful attitude are only sneak peeks at the maturity you have in store.  You are the most affectionate and loving girl I know and I love you more than any words could ever express.

Thursday, May 10, 2012

A letter to my boys....

Mother's Day is approaching pretty quickly so of course, I think about my mother and my husband's mother, both of our step mothers but I kind of forget about myself in this equation until the day of.  I think more about my kids....duh. Welcome to Motherhood, peeps.  For some reason, no matter what holiday, they are the ones I think about. 

Even on Mother's Day where we should be having a celebration they have all survived thus far all about Mommies, I still think about them.  This is a good thing, though.  I think about being a mom and what responsibllity, happiness, joys, sadness, craziness and sleep deprevation it has brought me and will probably continue until I am so senile I won't care.

There are many moments where I have felt the need to tuck away a little note of advice or a letter into the kiddos' baby books and there is plenty of time, especially now with T being a nutty teenager, where I sit on his bed and have a little chit chat about what's going on with the world...or in his head.  In honor of Mother's Day this year,  I wanted to write a note to the boys and then to my daughter. Little tidbits that I think they should know.  If it wasn't for them, I wouldn't be a mother....I also wouldn't be finding gray hairs at the age of 31.  But without them, I wouldn't have as much laughter, which in turn gives me super cool laugh lines....I refuse to call them crow's feet or wrinkles, I earned these stripes, fool! 


 

 



What would you have to look forward to in life if not for the advice from crazy relatives?

To my boys.....things I want you to take to heart, think about...okay skim over and somehow make your life even greater.

  1. Laugh. Loudly and often.  Throw your head back and laugh, it's good for the soul.
  2. Know what else is good for the soul?  Praying. Pray like there's no tomorrow. Pray in the car, pray in the bathroom, pray wherever you need to.  When you feel like saying something really mean, or judgmental, or raunchy....just pray about it because that little Voice that is telling you, "Dude, don't do it...", is God. And you really need to listen to Him.
  3. Learn to appreciate music from the 60's. And not just The Beatles. A little Otis Redding does a heart good.
  4. Don't always be the loudest person in the room....and don't be the quietest either.  Make yourself present but don't be obnoxious.
  5. Watch what you say, text, post, or share whether it is on the Internet or out of your mouth....it never just stays between 2 people.  Never.
  6. Learn how to dance.  I'm not talking ballroom here, although that would be cool...I'm talking about dancing. A girl never regrets dating a boy who can move.  (and let's leave choreographed or line dances out of this equation)
  7. Smile.  Even when you feel like taking some one's face and pinching it so hard their brain sort of makes a popping sound...just smile. 
  8. Travel. Fly, ride a train, take a cross country road trip, backpack across Europe, study abroad for a year....just travel.  Experience the world outside of your safety zone.
  9. Don't be a loner.  Yes, sometimes, it's nice to be alone but don't be a hermit....enjoy people.
  10. Have one signature move.  Not just a dance move.  It can be the way you smile at girl you like.  It could be the way you make everyone else feel comfortable with a "break the ice" joke or the way you know about every restaurant in the city you will eventually live in.  It can be wearing Chucks with a designer suit or keeping your hair long when everyone else has chopped it off.  Just have something that people will remember you by, and make it a positive attribute.
  11. Be a hard worker.  We should do all things for the glory of God.
  12. Have an open mind and heart. This is super important. If we keep our heart and mind closed off to thoughts different than our own then we will never be able to grow and learn.
  13. Be silly every once in awhile.   There is a time to be serious and a time to get with the program but there also needs to be time in your life to be silly and laugh at yourself.
  14. Be easy on your sister...she will always be the girl who knows the most about you yet...still loves you more than anything.
  15. Own a dog. The unconditional love from a dog is something everyone should have.
  16. Make friends. Nurture those friendships.
  17. Keep old friends that matter.  When you move off to college, or even after that...when your searching for a place that has "you" written all over it.....keep those old friends that kept you going through the tough times.
  18. Go to church.  I don't care where you are, attempt to find a home church that you feel comfortable in so you can be surrounded by Christ followers.
  19. Girls....this one has categories
a. Always be the boy to open the door for your date.
b. Be a good listener.
c. Don't attempt to have the last word every.single.time.
d. Acknowledge and compliment any new thing....haircut? dress?
e. Remember that every girl is not the one for you...she may be drop dead gorgeous on the outside but always keep in mind...there are some girls who you want to date and there are some girls that you don't need to date.  You will become very confused with want and need many times in your life. Pray about it.
f. If a girl seems too high maintenance, a little snippy or snide, self righteous, or rude....she probably is.  I don't care how pretty she is, think twice.
h. Always pay on a date.  Even if she tells you no, get the check...and pay.
i. Only say I love you...if you do love her.
j. Respect, respect, respect.  Give it.  Get it.

20.  Always know how much I love you...the moment I saw each of your faces my heart has never been the same.  I remember the feel of your soft baby hair and the smell of your baby breath.  I can still feel your heartbeat against mine and your tiny, velvety hand wrapped around my finger.  I can see your gummy smile hear your infectious laugh.  You boys are amazing. Never forget it.  


Happy Mother's Day everyone.





    Monday, May 9, 2011

    Because every day is Kid's Day!

    Ahhh, Mother's Day.....a time for sappy Hallmark cards dripping with sentiment, or if you have kids like mine....the cards with the crazy bunnies that scream at you as you open the card.  It is the time for roses, Bath and Body Works and tons of little hand prints waving at you from construction paper.  It's scribbled notes to you from your husband that he wrote in the car in the parking lot at Walgreen's.  It's gift certificates galore and hopefully....hopefully a little time to do something you want.  Or at least a gift certificate to do it another day.  Mother's Day is a breakfast in bed of lopsided pancakes made especially for you....by your husband and a day promised to be all about you. 

    There is no fighting on Mother's Day between siblings.  No squabbles or wrestling matches.  No food fights......or fist fights.  All.about.you.Mom. 
    Yeah right!!
    The kids don't really understand Mother's Day....if you're lucky they made you a present at school so they at least have that before your husband runs out Saturday and hastily starts buying stuff for you....and probably spending too much money.  I remember when I was little asking my mom on Mother's Day why we had to celebrate Mother's Day, when was a Kid Day??  Her answer is something I'm sure you have either heard or said yourself in one of those "turning into your mother" moments.
    " Every day is Kid's Day!!"
    As I kid I balked at this---what do you mean every day is Kid's Day?  I'm mistreated all day long.  I have to clean my room, unload the dishwasher, go to SCHOOL, deal with bullies, deal with BOYS, do my homework and still can't watch what I want on TV. 
    My mom laughed at me....understandably.  That would be because she is a mom and moms know that kids, while they have it tough,  are not living a little orphan Annie life compared to their moms. 
    My oldest asked me on Mother's Day....because what is a day if T has not made his opinion clear, When is Kid's Day?  And of course, he was given the same answer I was given probably 25 years ago.....Every day is Kid's Day!  So for every mother that has given her kid THE list:
    • Chauffeur
    • Chef
    • Housekeeper
    • Referee
    • House Manager
    • Nurse
    • Window Washer
    • Lawn care professional (okay, I've never gone there...but I'm sure a lot of you have)
    • Professional Organizer
    • Laundry Extraordinaire
    • Pet Specialist
    • Mind Reader
    • Dishwasher
    • Hairdresser
    • Coach
    • Party Planner
    • Therapist
    Happy Mother's Day to you all....you are appreciated.  I know how hard you work.  I don't care of you stay home or if you work outside of the home...the amount of work and love we put out for our families is deserving of a holiday. 

    My kids and hubs hit it right on the head this year.  A family day on Saturday of bowling and dinner out.  Sunday I woke up to breakfast and coffee made, cards and presents on the table and then church, with roses greeting me at my seat, we finished it off with lunch with our moms.  The rest of Sunday I did nothing, nada, zilch, zip, zero, absolutely not a thing.  I played on my Nook, read a magazine, watched TV and lounged like no tomorrow.  After the kiddos went to bed, B sat happily with me on the couch and watched Brothers and Sisters while I cried like a  31 year old baby with hormonal issues. 

    Celebrating Mother's Day makes me super appreciative of my own mom as well.....she is one heck of a woman.  Growing up with her as a mom was like having Donna Reed in color...and with 80's hair and shoulder pads. 
    
    
    My gorgeous mom  1981



    
    The sweet kid who made me a mom ~ I turned 18 two weeks before this day, he had just turned 21
    


    
    The 3 reasons why I am able to celebrate Mother's Day
     Here's to hoping that your Mother's Day was as beautiful as the kids that call you "Mom". 

    Thursday, May 5, 2011

    An Early Mother's Day Surprise and 5 Question Friday

    Who needs a gift certificate to a salon or for a massage?
    What mom would rather have a spa day or a night out with the girls free pass....
    when you could have this given to you by the most precious 4 1/2 year old on the planet??!!







    My mom is cool.
    I love my mom's chicken and noodles.
    My mom loves me!
    The best thing about my mom is SHE IS THE BEST!

    This sweet little poem with the cutest drawing ever was wrapped in tissue paper and handed to me when I picked G up from pre school today.  His teacher is the best...really.  She asked the kids to finish the sentence and this is what he came up with. 

    And the picture he drew is of me....can't you tell?? 
    When I asked him to describe it for me this afternoon he told me that it was picture of me wearing a purple skirt and that in the picture we were playing soccer and I fell into thorns, that would be what is sticking out of my leg. 
    I might have green hair reminiscent of Kid n' Play and have some wild purple lipstick but I love it.....so stinkin much.

    Mother's Day gift at it's best....from the purest of hearts.





    Now for 5 Question Friday:
    For those of you that are new....go link up over at My Little Life.  She lists the Sneak Peek on Thursday night and then you look for the linky list on Friday morning.  Copy and paste the 5 questions listed and answer them...simple.
    I'm so glad that it just happens to fit in well with my sweet little Mother's Day picture above.

    1. Have you ever had roommates?





    The only roomates I've ever had would be the same ones I have now.  I didn't head to college (gasp!) instead I was married (very) young and started a family.  I love my roomates.  Yeah, they hog the 1 bathroom they have, they are sometimes smelly and often whiny and the oldest roomate in the house has a hard core snoring problem....but they give the best hugs and kisses and are pretty much the funniest kids on the planet.  And for that oldest roomate...I couldn't live without him.




    2. How many names do you/your children have? (i.e. Prince Charming William Phillip Arthur Louis John Jacob Jingleheimer-Schmidt)




    All three of the kiddos have 3 names each.  First, middle and last.  Nothing fancy schmancy. 




    3. Did you watch the Royal Wedding?


    uh....yes!!!!  I DVR'd the Royal Wedding and watched it at 7 along with the whole family.  Even the hubs got in on the action after his (many) comments about how he didn't see the big deal here.  When I was a little girl I dreamed of marrying a prince just like many girls....this was a big deal.  I love the romance and the pomp and circumstance all combined. 






    4. What is the messiest room in your house?


    just one?  okay, I will have to say the boy's room.  They share a bedroom and have some awesome bunk beds.  My oldest has claimed the desk that is attached to the bunk bed and the area all around it.  Books, toys, collectibles, old papers that have the songs he has written, books, containers to odd objects, books.  It's messy.  I've actually warned the big kids that this weekend might be the weekend when I go crazy and clean their rooms for them...which is never good.






    5. What is your ideal mothers day?






    B...are you reading this?
    Ideal Mother's Day would be a day where I am not expected to do anything.  I would love to lounge.  To drink as much coffee as I pleased.  To receive hugs and kisses galore and just revel in the reason why I am able to celebrate Mother's Day.  I am contemplating now how to celebrate Mother's Day with all of the other Mothers in our lives while still maintaining a low key day that Sunday. 


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