Don’t Put Me in a Box – An Open Letter to Amy Glass

As much as I hate to link back to Amy Glass and give her any more attention than she’s already gotten, there seems to be no other option.  Read her post before you read mine.

Ms. Glass,

You and I clearly have different ideas on different things.  And that’s okay.  But I will say that I find some of your ideas to be exceptionally flawed. [Read more…]

Being a Mom is Like Being a Jedi Master

I’ve come to some conclusions in my time of being a mom.  Being a mom requires picking up some skills of the Jedi master.  No, really, think about it.

Lightening fast reflexes – Being a mom means being able to move faster than humanly possible when your child is in danger.  The speed that I’ve snatched Norton up when he was about to topple off of a piece of furniture puts Qui-Gon Jinn’s reflexes to shame.  We thought he was quick when he snatched up Jar Jar Binks’ tongue?  That’s nothing compared to the speed that I managed to grab Norton when he nearly fell head first off of the couch.

jediSuperior strength – Okay, so we don’t have to become body builders in order to safely navigate the perils of mommyhood.  Really.  I may not be able to bench more than twenty pounds, but when I thought that Norton might get hurt by a heavy object that I normally couldn’t move, I managed.  Other moms have been reported as doing things like lifting cars off of their kid and other superhuman feats.  There isn’t much that we can’t do to save our babies.

Jedi Mind Trick – Remember that scene in Star Wars: A New Hope when Obi-Wan waved his hand in front of the imperial guards and said “These aren’t the droids that you are looking for”?  Being a mom is nothing like that.  Our mind trick is a little difficult, but it’s a good parenting skill that we all need and develop.  How else do we do things like convince our kids to do their homework and eat things that we’ve hidden broccoli in?

Use the Force – We don’t have light sabres (although they would be useful for things like trimming the hedges), but part of being a mom is understanding the Force.  How often have we found ourselves stopping and pausing to listen to the hum of the Force?  We can sense a disturbance in the Force, and that’s how we know without looking that our children are into something and need to be reined in.  It’s an amazingly good parenting skill and understanding of the force when a mother can yell, “Jimmy!  Get out of that tree!” without even looking outside.

I’d say that being a mom gives you the same skills that a Jedi Master has, only we have limitations.  I can use the Force to tell when my dogs or my kids are doing things that they shouldn’t, but I can’t sense the disturbance in the Force on a universal level.  And, really, I’m pretty good with that.

What Jedi powers have you acquired in mommyhood?

Are You Guilty of the “Give in” Parenting Style?

It starts out slowly.  You’re going to be in line at the grocery store forever, so you hand your kid your iPhone to play with while you wait.  You’ve already installed some age appropriate toddler iPhone app, so you’re good to go.  Kid is entertained and you can wait in line without your kid screaming or other shoppers glaring at you.  Then he’s playing with your phone at appointments and on car rides.  Before you know it, your kid has your phone more than you do.

Or is it just me?

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Keeping Toddler Trust

There are times when my little boy amazes me.  Okay, at least once a day, I look in awe at this amazing little guy and am filled with love.  Occasionally I almost get teary over it.  Today, though, I had this wonderfully profound moment based on thoughts of toddler trust.

I have days when I think I’m failing at being a mom and I beat myself up.  I have days when I realize that I’m doing the best that I can at being a mom, and I’m the best mom for my children because I’m theirs.  And then there’s this other kind of validation that I get from toddler behavior, and it’s just magical.

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How Being a Mom Can Reduce Me to My Underwear

My being a mom idol is June Cleaver.  That woman could rock the pearls like no other.  In my perfect fantasies about being a mom, I’m dressed in a pair of rockin’ jeans and an awesome top.  I wear earrings and a necklace.  My hair is perfect, and I actually do my makeup.

Then, of course, there’s the reality.  The reality is that my children can make it difficult to dress like a hot mom.

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Infant Behavior – Don’t Ever Let Me Go

I’m not new at being a mom.  Not by any stretch of the imagination.  Between two nephews, two nieces, and two boys of my own, I’d seen lots of infant behavior… but I can still be surprised.  One thing that I’m learning is that Eudora’s infant behavior can be so completely different from her brothers and cousins.  Sure, Norton was a pretty happy baby, but he was fairly independent.  No cuddles for him, and only his Daddy could comfort him when he was hurt.  Andy was also pretty happy, but from birth, he was all about his Papa.  I love my boys, and my boys love me, but I’ve never had that feeling of being number one.

With Eudora, I’m finding things to be so incredibly different.

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Toddler Behavior and the Best Day Ever

A couple of weeks ago, I was lamenting being a mom to “that kid.”  It’s hard work, and it often leaves me feeling like I’m failing or doing something wrong.  Toddler behavior can be unpredictable and difficult to manage with even the most malleable of children; part of being a toddler is developing autonomy.  This time, though, I didn’t feel like the mom to “that kid.”  I wasn’t embarrassed, ashamed, or wondering if I was doing something wrong.  In fact, Norton’s toddler behavior made it the best day ever for us.

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Being a Mom to “That Kid”

Being a mom is never easy.  Anyone who says it is an easy thing must have an army of nannies and maids around to help out.  Yes, of course, being a mom is a labor of love and it can be infinitely rewarding.  But “rewarding” and “easy” are most definitely not the same thing at all.

Then there’s being a mom to “that kid.”  You know the kid I’m talking about.  Every class, every play group, every event where there’s a group of parents and children has at least one of “that kid” in its midst.  The kid who is more likely to poke his neighbor during the Christmas concert instead of singing along.  The kid who runs through the library screaming.  You know, “that kid.”

I’m beginning to realize that I’m the mom to “that kid.”  And it’s a painful realization.

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Some Days Being a Mom is Like Being a Pillow Pet

I love being a mom.  More specifically, I love being a mom to Norton and my two pups.  I’m home with them every day and we spend a lot of time playing and just snuggling.  But sometimes, apparently being a mom is synonymous with being a pillow pet.  You see, we have pillow pets scattered around the house.  All of the kids love to roll around on them and snuggle down on them for a nap.  We’ve got an elephant in the living room, a monkey in the nursery, and a giraffe in Norton’s new room.  They all get loved… and lounged on.

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Being a Better Mom in the New Year

I suspect I’m on an eternal quest to be a better mom.  There’s nothing wrong with that, of course, providing that I don’t think that my desire to be a better mom is because I suck or something.  I don’t think I suck.  (At least, I don’t think I suck right now.  Later could be a whole different story.)  I just figure that there are always things that we can be doing better.  After all, no one is perfect, right?

So, yeah.  I don’t do New Years Resolutions, but we’ve been fortunate enough to have something come up that will help make life easier.  My husband is getting a company vehicle in the next while (sometime in the new year), which means we will no longer be a strictly one car family.  A large part of the reason that I don’t get out of the house with Norton as much as I should is because, quite frankly, it’s a complete and utter pain in the rear to arrange having the van.  I have it a couple of days a week because the husband is car pooling, but I don’t always keep it because it’s easier for him to drive on days he doesn’t have to so he can stay late.  Whatever.  Either way, it means that I have to put effort into making arrangements to go places with Norton.  Spur of the moment things just don’t happen.  And that sucks, because I am totally a spur of the moment kind of person.  Making big plans just doesn’t seem to work out.  Ever. [Read more…]