Getting Ready For Story Time At The Library...
I woke up this morning with a tugging on my arm and a "Mommy, it's time to get up!" Could it be morning already? I feel as though my head just hit the pillow. Again.... "Mommy, it's time to get up!" I wonder to myself why my oldest son, Brennan, insists on getting up so early while his little brother decides to sleep in past 6:30 for a change. UGH! I pull my son in bed with me and try to snuggle him back to sleep. We snuggle for a few moments only to hear the sound of my baby boy, Bryson, up and ready for the day. I pull myself out of bed and take the boys to the family room. I proceed to change both of their diapers because yes, my oldest son is still not potty trained....something I am not to proud of but hoping to happen very soon. He will be 3 in December, which originally was my deadline to get him potty trained but apparently his deadline isn't the same as mine. I then turn on some cartoons while I take a minute to check my personal email, as well as my business email. Did I mention I also run a family owned business? Teacups and Mudpies is my newest project. It is an online childrens and baby boutique that specializes in baby gifts, diaper bags and totes, room decor, clothing and accessories, and many more wonderful items. It has become my outlet and my means of keeping a part of myself close to me. I feel strongly that as moms, we should all have something that is OURS alone, something that makes us feel proud and accomplished. Teacups and Mudpies does that for me. It has really made the transition from working mom to stay at home mom a much easier one for me.
Once I finish checking my emails I decide it is time to get in the shower and begin getting ready for the day. I hear my husband, Michael, up and getting ready for work so I start laying out clothes for myself and for my two boys while I wait for him to get out of the shower. I've found that if I want to get a shower before lunch then I must do so before Michael leaves for work. Otherwise, with a very curious crawler on my hands, I'm out of luck until naptime.
After getting dressed and drying my hair, I take the kids downstairs for breakfast. At this point, it's a little after 8:00 a.m. and Brennan is hungry and ready to eat. As he has told me this over and over again for the past 15 mins. Is their something that happens to kids as they reach 3 years old that forces them to repeat themselves over and over again until they get what they want? It doesn't help that I've told him repeatedly that we will get breakfast as soon as mommy is dressed. He feels compelled to let me know that he has wants and needs NOW and that it is my job to make it happen for him. Ahhhh...the joys of motherhood!
While the kids are eating breakfast I put rollers in my hair, pack a picnic lunch and straighten up my kitchen a little. As we do every Wednesday, we are planning on going to storytime at our local library. It's a fun way to get out of the house and avoid spending money, but it takes a lot of time and effort to just get out the front door. After packing our lunch, I pack the kids up yet again and head back upstairs to get them dressed. I start to dress Bryson first, as he has historically been the easier of the two. However, now that he is crawling it is much more difficult to keep him still long enough to get his diaper changed much less get him dressed. Did I mention that it is time for yet another diaper change for both of my boys? Yes, I consider myself a professional diaper changer at this point. :)
Once both boys are dressed and ready to go, I clean up a few things upstairs, do a load of laundry and continue getting myself ready before we have to head out the door. I begin to realize that I'm feeling really fat in this outfit and am desperate for a minute to hunt down yet another outfit that might make me feel a little less like a whale and a little more like the stylish woman I used to be. I layer a grey short sleeve sweater over my shirt in hopes to hide any fat rolls that have been making me feel self conscious this day, put on some makeup and fix my hair. At last, I can start getting everything packed in the car and ready to go.
Well, not quite. At this point, Brennan is tearing up paper that came out of the new purse that my husband bought me and Bryson is putting it into his mouth one piece at a time. As my son and I sing the clean up song, we proceed to pick up all of the paper that was strung all over my bedroom and bathroom and get ready to head back downstairs. Did I mention that Bryson puts EVERYTHING into his mouth? Last week-end at my sisters house, I put him down for a minute only to look down and see a moth in his hand, inching closer and closer to his mouth. Luckily, I got to him just in time!
Anyways, it is a little after 10:00 a.m. and the time finally comes for us to leave the house so I pack up the boys, the lunch, the diaper bag, the blanket, the stroller, the library books and myself and I head off to storytime at the library. As I sit in my car, I ask myself "Is it naptime yet?" Ahhhh...the joys of motherhood!
Until Next Time...
Holly
Once I finish checking my emails I decide it is time to get in the shower and begin getting ready for the day. I hear my husband, Michael, up and getting ready for work so I start laying out clothes for myself and for my two boys while I wait for him to get out of the shower. I've found that if I want to get a shower before lunch then I must do so before Michael leaves for work. Otherwise, with a very curious crawler on my hands, I'm out of luck until naptime.
After getting dressed and drying my hair, I take the kids downstairs for breakfast. At this point, it's a little after 8:00 a.m. and Brennan is hungry and ready to eat. As he has told me this over and over again for the past 15 mins. Is their something that happens to kids as they reach 3 years old that forces them to repeat themselves over and over again until they get what they want? It doesn't help that I've told him repeatedly that we will get breakfast as soon as mommy is dressed. He feels compelled to let me know that he has wants and needs NOW and that it is my job to make it happen for him. Ahhhh...the joys of motherhood!
While the kids are eating breakfast I put rollers in my hair, pack a picnic lunch and straighten up my kitchen a little. As we do every Wednesday, we are planning on going to storytime at our local library. It's a fun way to get out of the house and avoid spending money, but it takes a lot of time and effort to just get out the front door. After packing our lunch, I pack the kids up yet again and head back upstairs to get them dressed. I start to dress Bryson first, as he has historically been the easier of the two. However, now that he is crawling it is much more difficult to keep him still long enough to get his diaper changed much less get him dressed. Did I mention that it is time for yet another diaper change for both of my boys? Yes, I consider myself a professional diaper changer at this point. :)
Once both boys are dressed and ready to go, I clean up a few things upstairs, do a load of laundry and continue getting myself ready before we have to head out the door. I begin to realize that I'm feeling really fat in this outfit and am desperate for a minute to hunt down yet another outfit that might make me feel a little less like a whale and a little more like the stylish woman I used to be. I layer a grey short sleeve sweater over my shirt in hopes to hide any fat rolls that have been making me feel self conscious this day, put on some makeup and fix my hair. At last, I can start getting everything packed in the car and ready to go.
Well, not quite. At this point, Brennan is tearing up paper that came out of the new purse that my husband bought me and Bryson is putting it into his mouth one piece at a time. As my son and I sing the clean up song, we proceed to pick up all of the paper that was strung all over my bedroom and bathroom and get ready to head back downstairs. Did I mention that Bryson puts EVERYTHING into his mouth? Last week-end at my sisters house, I put him down for a minute only to look down and see a moth in his hand, inching closer and closer to his mouth. Luckily, I got to him just in time!
Anyways, it is a little after 10:00 a.m. and the time finally comes for us to leave the house so I pack up the boys, the lunch, the diaper bag, the blanket, the stroller, the library books and myself and I head off to storytime at the library. As I sit in my car, I ask myself "Is it naptime yet?" Ahhhh...the joys of motherhood!
Until Next Time...
Holly
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