Today was ‘one of those days.’ Although, truth be told, most days actually run into the other and are seemingly ALL ‘One of those days’. The rare days are the ones free of fits, tantrums, battle of wills and pure exhaustion. And let’s face it, they just don’t come around very often – not when living with a 3.5 year old.
Suffice it to say – it was ‘one of those not so rare days‘ starting at the crack of dawn WITH (drum roll please) a complete and total break down. Tears, screaming, complete and total fit central. Continue reading Sing me a lullaby
Christmas has come and gone. My house is filled to the brim with new toys (for child and adult alike!). I definitely went overboard for Jude this year. Every time I went to the store I would see some other small gadget that I KNEW would make his eyes shine and I bought it. When I finally hauled out the stash to wrap, I was more than a little embarrassed by how much I had bought for my three-year old. EEK.
Jude has been hard-core about the Rescue Bots transformers. And so I found these adorable rescue bot toys and bought him as many as there were. Unfortunately, they had all but one of the Rescue Bots. I believed he wouldn’t notice and at the ridiculous price I was getting them for, I couldn’t pass up such a deal simply because the group of Rescue Bots would be incomplete.
Keep in mind he’s three. He REALLY doesn’t need all these toys..
So now Christmas is over. He has been spoiled to the moon and back. And what does my blessed, beautiful child do? He comes to me whining and complaining because he wants, he NEEDS Boulder (the missing Bot). He doesn’t want to play with the other FIVE Rescue Bots that he does have. NO he NEEDS Boulder. The whining and complaining was incessant. Real, actual tears sliding down his cheeks as he wills me to understand the depths of his sorrow.
Does my heart break?
Yes, yes it does. But not for reasons you might think. Continue reading Leading by example
Yesterday was the day we had been planning for 2 months. Our big vacation. Five days and four nights away – visiting with close friends. We were all so excited, Jude asking incessantly when we were leaving for his friend’s house.
It was a long week. Out every night, and then Emma got sick. The morning before our big trip she wakes up with a fever and congestion. NATURALLY! Isn’t this always the way? Continue reading Mommy’s intuition or the Spirit of God speaking?
SO ~ I have been offered and consequently have accepted a position. I will now be a program facilitator running programming for parents and their children. Sky is the limit for the type of programming ~ everything from learning to cook and pamper the Momma’s with pedicures time! The job is perfect for me and its only 22 hrs a week so I won’t have to be gone from Jude too much. From all that I can currently tell the team I will be working with is great, there’s a family oriented dynamic and they seem to all connect and support one another ~ just what I was looking for.
HOWEVER ~ I am not over the moon excited… and why is that? The answer is obvious – I need to leave my baby boy every week for 22 hrs…. how will I cope?
Continue reading A heart of thankfulness