Wednesday, December 7, 2011
And their smelly shoes
Rocks in their pockets
Fingerprints on my glasses
Lost library books
And Kung Fu kicks
Scattered colors of
Boy parts, pee pee jokes
And new lingo-
Bakugan, Paper Jams
All their jeans
Have holey knees
And zooming cars
Flights to Mars
Splashing in puddles
Hills of ants
And far too many
Need constant reminders
To stop tipping their chair
Walking and talking
In their sleep
Spinning in circles
Till they collapse in a heap
Yet they sniff my pits
Gales of giggles
Had in fits
So many kisses
And I Love Yous
And their smelly shoes
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
"Whatcha doing, Mom?"
"Oh, I just wanted three minutes to sit here and drink my coffee..."
"With your son," he finished for me in a cheerful sing-song voice.
I sighed and smiled at the same time. Sighing because the few moments of peace would not be, smiling because summer was coming to an end, and there were only a few precious days left before the start of school. I could enjoy my coffee alone nearly every single day. For now, I would be enjoying it ...
"With my son", I confirmed.
We chit-chatted for a bit, and at some point we got around to talking about Gabriel's future wife.
"I'm going to find someone pretty who knows God," he said.
I told him that was a very smart thing to do, and to make sure she is kind as well.
"And funny, and smart."
He looked up at me with shining eyes.
"Just like you, Mommy."
Tears sprung to my eyes. I knew I would treasure this moment forever. Then he added two more words that would ensure I would indeed remember this.
Saturday, July 23, 2011
I agreed with him when he acknowledged it was a pretty geeky thing to do.
Then came his favorite show at the time, a popular sci-fi show on cable. I wasn't familiar with it. Perhaps as he began to describe it to me, my eyes glazed over, or perhaps he feared his enthusiasm for this show, along with the dart thing, might propel him so far into dorkdom I might cut my losses while the cutting was good. Either way, he felt the need to justify himself, the show, or both.
He began to shift in his seat.
He cleared his throat.
"Well," he stammered.
And then he said it.
The greatest Batman quote to date.
"It's not really Sci-fi...
It's a drama... in space."
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Babies are not convenient.
Not from the moment they attach their minuscule selves to our insides, making us crave bologna sandwiches for breakfast, yet sending us running for the nearest thing to hurl into at the faintest whiff of a vanilla-scented candle. And certainly not when we become completely wiped out after such rigorous activity as, say, making ourselves a piece of toast. And later down the road, when their presence is more visible and they instigate a fun game of Guess Which Limb That Is, Jabbing Me in the Ribs/Stomach/Bladder/Kidneys/Liver and God Knows What Else. And as for the poor mom who endured the bizarre sensation of her baby using his teeny, pokey little fingers to tickle the very bottom of her uterus before he was born, and no amount of jumping, pressing, or yelping would make it stop, her baby was certainly not convenient.
Certainly, none of that is convenient.
The simple, natural act of relocating those babies from within our bodies, into the outside world, is probably the least convenient thing that I can think of. Natural, yes. Convenient, no.
We accept the fact that our children do not come into the world ready to use the toilet. We spend a bundle on diapers and accept the whole poop thing, and hope we have a camera ready the first time daddy gets squirted in the face by his new baby boy. We have a child knowing we will change their diapers and wipe their bottoms some eight or nine thousand times before they are potty trained.
Then why on earth do some not accept that feeding and nourishing their child may not be the most convenient thing for mom? Why do some parents decide it isn't worth the investment of a little more of their time and effort to give their baby the most superior nourishment, designed just for them? Let me put in the disclaimer here: This post does not refer to that tiny percentage of moms who, despite their absolute, very best efforts, and due to very special circumstances, wound up having to bottle feed. I am talking about all parents who decide it's just not worth the "hassle" for mom to have to be the one to feed the baby all of the time. There is a biological reason for this setup. A baby is meant to have lots and lots of close cuddling with their mama, and nursing encourages this close contact.
It has been proven that breastfed babies have lower obesity rates later in life, along with fewer allergies and a better immune system, along with countless other benefits. Plus, it's free, always at the right temperature, and frankly, I thought this was a tremendously convenient way to feed my baby. No powder, cans, measuring, or getting the water to be just right. Baby's hungry? Lift shirt. Baby's happy.
I just think it would be lovely if people everywhere would view breastfeeding as the most natural, logical thing. I never want to hear another story of a woman being told to feed her child in the bathroom or being given dirty looks for nursing in public. I would love to hear mothers, aunts, grandmothers, sisters and husbands encouraging the new moms in their families to breastfeed. A positive environment can go a long way for a new mom who is nursing. All of us can support them. Yes, it can have its challenges, so negative comments, or talk of giving up breastfeeding, in favor of what is "easier", can be very discouraging to an already tired mom.
We are supposed to be an evolved society. Let's behave as such and encourage all new moms to give their babies the best possible start in life by breastfeeding. It has been scientifically proven to be the superior baby food, the absolute best thing we can nourish our babies with. Don't they deserve our absolute best?
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Do you see what I'm up against, ladies?
Stay tuned for more "Batman Says." And oh yes, feel free to leave comments. He's looking forward to reading them. ;-)
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
It's been a rough few weeks around here. I was home with Julian for a full week while he suffered from a wicked virus. Had to rearrange my work schedule, as in ask my very flexible coworkers to cover for me. It's probably a good thing we don't all have kids or it could have been a very interesting winter at the store! The boys have been a bit "cheeky", we'll say, lately. It seems they have a fit and argue and complain anytime anything is asked of them. Maddie has her own issues with the attitude she sometimes gives off. Lots of snow days, lots of illness, which are both unusual around here.
I think the good news is, spring seems to be creeping up on us- maybe winter is actually over! The thunderstorms we had here overnight were pretty intense, but the boys slept throught it. I really expected company in my bed around 4:30 this morning because of it. School was delayed by two hours, and we noticed at breakfast that our grill (fairly good-sized and heavy) had been blown several feet across our deck. We still have power, and no tree limbs came crashing down, so pretty uneventful for us.
With hubby gone, the kids and I enjoyed one of our favorite dinner traditions- what we call a Picnic Dinner. This healthy dinnertime treat began when I was a single mom and my boys were preschoolers. I should call it Mommy CopOut Dinner, because that's closer to reality. On evenings when I was truly exhausted and still wanted to feed my boys a sound dinner, I would excitedly tell them we were having a picnic for dinner! This would usually mean us sitting around the coffee table in our living room, which was a very big deal. I would gather grapes, apple slices, strawberries, orange slices, baby carrots, sliced red peppers (yes, they love them!), some cheese cubes, whole grain crackers, pretzels and yogurt. I would artfully arrange the fresh fruits and veggies on a few platters that I had and voila! Dinner was served. If we really needed some fun, I would pop popcorn- they love this! It definitely makes it feel more like a party or fun snack-fest. It's still my most requested meal from them. We have it less often now that I am married to a meat and potatoes guy, so it's still a treat and still special. We change it up, depending on what we have in the house- sometimes a variety of dips is offered with the veggies, and I am still trying to get them to like hummus. Even without the hummus, it is probably the healthiest overall meal they can have- it's super fresh, has tons of color from the variety, whole grains, and protein. And it's their favorite. My friend tried this with her seven-year-old, and said he really got a kick out of it!
Does your family have any special meal traditions like this?
Saturday, February 5, 2011
A cupcake I made from Deceptively Delicious- it has pumpkin puree and a yummy cream cheese frosting with a bit of cinnamon added. No plastic-y frosting and the kids loved it!
Something else that has intrigued me: making bento lunches for my kids! This is a whole thing in japanese culture. And now American moms all over the place are creatively cutting out veggie, cheese and fruit shapes, sometimes making faces on them, and tucking them artfully into teeny silicone holders that form to the corners of the lunchboxes, keeping everything beautiful, fresh, and neat for lunchtime. I even discovered hard boiled egg molds! You peel warm eggs and put them into the various molds, submerge them in cold water for a few minutes, and voila! Your child gets to enjoy a bunny-shaped egg for lunch later. There are so many moms blogging about this- taking pictures of what containers they use and what yummy, pretty lunches their kiddos get to enjoy. I was so excited to get started with my bento lunches, that yes, I too took pictures.
My first bento-style lunch. I have since bought larger silicone "cupcake" holders to hold trail mix, fruit, and the hard-boiled eggs in various shapes. The kids are really enjoying these!
So in addition to sharing all that is crazy in our blessed, child-rearing, family-blending lives, I will pass along some practical things that are making our family life easier, healthier, or enriching it in any way. After all, we mommies need to stick together!