Have you ever thought you have done everything right? But there is that one little thing that someone thinks should have been done differently. It distroys the good feeling of haveing worked hard and gotten things done and turns it into a feeling like you can never do anything right. I hate that feeling! Don't we try to praise our kids for doing the right things and trying hard? Shouldn't we do that as adults aswell? I know most people will say, "ahh don't worry what other people say or think". But really it does matter what certain people say or think, not everyone, but certain people. You want things to be perfect or you want to have done things right, the way they would like it, to make them happy. I think the worst for me is when I do something to try to be helpfull and I get told I shouldn't have or I have done it wrong. It crushes me.
I don't know about the rest of you but as an involved parent and as a day home provider just need to get used to the fact that things will never be perfect. The counters will never be completely empty, the laundry will never ever all be done, there will always be atleast one garbage that is full, the floor will always be sticky somewhere in the house, The school library books will sometimes get forgotten, the windows will always have fingerprints on them unless you see them within a minute of getting cleaned, the supper dished sometimes get left on the table till morning, meals arent always on time, homework doesn't always get done and bed rarely get made.
When I look at all that stuff that doesn't get done I think wow tat is alot of stuff but then I think of all the things I do get done. I feed the kids 3 meals and 3 snacks a day if not more, I make special snacks like yogurt pops and banana ice cream, I get the kids dresses(most days) and have to make sure they all have on underwear and socks and that their pants are on the right way. I make dinosaur eggs and scavenger hunts, I empty the trash, change cat litter, water the pants, cut the grass, clean the house(constantly), I read books, break up fights and teach manners, I call other moms and confirm attendance at b'day parties, I buy and wrap gifts, I take the kids to the park and for walk and let them play in the mud so I have even more stuff to do. I teach Sunday School and take my turn working in the nursury The list could go on and on and on and on. I know it is a billion times longer than the list of stuff I don't get done and honestly I would rather keep doing all the stuff I do and forget about more of the stuff I don't get done. If I could make one major change I would add an extra hour to the day and specify that it is mommy time.
I guess I am just a bit frustrated. I know some people do big things and that is great but I just wish that one day people would see that all the little things that moms do all the time add up to big things aswell. And just cause it may seem like a bunch of little things that we moms do doesn't make it any easier than the big things others do. Not harder or easier just different.
Wednesday 20 June 2012
Sunday 10 June 2012
mud and puddles
Well I just finished having a very nice weekend even though it rained Saturday and Sunday. By Friay night I had already decided that we wouldn't be doing to much on Saturday. So I stayed in bed till 8:30 while I listened to the boys fight over who sits where while watching cartoons and what chanel to watch. I finally got out of bed and made them all breakast then promptly put them to work. Anthany and Atley sorted the huge box of cans, bottles and juice boxes so it would be quick and painless when we got to the recycling depot. After they had sorted and baged them all we took them outside to put in the van and decided to clean and vacuume the van first. So one boy got all the clothes and toys and stuff out while the other vacuumed. I even took the rubber mats out and gave each of my 3 boys and my nephew a scrob brush and some water and they scrubbed those mats till they were almost good as new. It's really to bad this excitement for sorting and cleaning doesn't last till and beyond the teenage years. After we were done cleaning the van and loading the recycling we went in for lunch and some quiet time so my boys didn't turn into monsters by supper. After quiet time it rained and by the time we finally got to the recycling depot it was closed. rather unfortunate cause it isn't open again till Tuesday. The conversation was interesting though. It is amazing how 2 kids from the same family can be so different. One said, "you guys can help but I get all the money" The other said," You can have my part of the money so you can buy your D.S.
The boys enjoyed supper last night, Atley picked what we had. When I asked him what he wanted for supper this is how the conversation went.
Me- Atley what do you want for supper?
Atley-ban.
Me- what?
Atley- ban noodles
Me- what are ban noodles?
Atley- you know, the ones that are long and are itchy.
Me- oh, you mean itchyban noodles
Atley- Ya those ones, we haven't had those in a long time. Lets have them!
I think each of the boys ate a whole pack themselves and wanted more. hose itchy noodles sure are good.
And today, well it was the last sunday school and the last Live Wires for the year and we had a party down there, bouncy house, balloons and all. When I went upstairs to get Alex and Robbie from the nursury Alex was upset and didn't want to leave. When I asked him why he said he wanted his dump truck and started crying. I guess he had asked the ladies working in the nursury for it but they didn't understand what he wanted. So we all looked for it while Alex kept telling he he was sad. Then he would cry and say, "I crying mom." He is so darn cute! I love that boy. So after lunch and quiet time we made a quadra zillion cookies and then went for a walk. The boys all picked up worms and splashed in puddles. It started out as a nice clean(as clean as puddles can be) afternoon walk. We ended up on the berm cause I thought there may be some puddles in the grass because of all the rain. Anthany soon got board and wanted to back to the streets where there were actual puddles. We kept walking and finally came apon some puddles and then some real mud. Our nice little mostly clean walk ended there. Then it became a mud bath. They were covered in mud nearly from head to toe and were enjoying every second of it. After they were covered in mud I kind of welcomed the rain that began to fall. Atleast it would wash a bit of the mud off them. We wandered back to the street an they found a puddle that I told them to clean up in. They were right in there. I had to stop 2 of them from dipping their heads in the pudle. So when we finally got home I herded them all into the back yard and sprayed them off with the garden hose and made them strip down before they were allowd in the the. Lol I had to bath them then let the water out and shower them off cause the water was so dirty it just looked like another mud puddle. They had fun and I enjoyed watching them have fun so it was really goof time.
Earlier today I told the big boys that everytime they didn't listen to me I wasn't going to talk twice, I would just give them a job to do. Sooo... after baths were done the 2 big boys pretty much tidied and vacuumed my house for me. And by 7:30 everyone was ready fo bed. I LOVE BED TIME!
All in all a good weekend. Now Bring on Monday.
Just thought I would throw this in, a conversation between my 7 year old and my 4 year old.
Atley- God would fit in our home. Anthany- no he wouldn't Atley- yes he would, he is just like a mom. Anthany- No, God is bigger than a Grandpa. Atley- No Anthany- yes, you know God is so big he is holding us in his hands. He hold the whole world and the universe in his hands. Did you know that Atley.
The boys enjoyed supper last night, Atley picked what we had. When I asked him what he wanted for supper this is how the conversation went.
Me- Atley what do you want for supper?
Atley-ban.
Me- what?
Atley- ban noodles
Me- what are ban noodles?
Atley- you know, the ones that are long and are itchy.
Me- oh, you mean itchyban noodles
Atley- Ya those ones, we haven't had those in a long time. Lets have them!
I think each of the boys ate a whole pack themselves and wanted more. hose itchy noodles sure are good.
And today, well it was the last sunday school and the last Live Wires for the year and we had a party down there, bouncy house, balloons and all. When I went upstairs to get Alex and Robbie from the nursury Alex was upset and didn't want to leave. When I asked him why he said he wanted his dump truck and started crying. I guess he had asked the ladies working in the nursury for it but they didn't understand what he wanted. So we all looked for it while Alex kept telling he he was sad. Then he would cry and say, "I crying mom." He is so darn cute! I love that boy. So after lunch and quiet time we made a quadra zillion cookies and then went for a walk. The boys all picked up worms and splashed in puddles. It started out as a nice clean(as clean as puddles can be) afternoon walk. We ended up on the berm cause I thought there may be some puddles in the grass because of all the rain. Anthany soon got board and wanted to back to the streets where there were actual puddles. We kept walking and finally came apon some puddles and then some real mud. Our nice little mostly clean walk ended there. Then it became a mud bath. They were covered in mud nearly from head to toe and were enjoying every second of it. After they were covered in mud I kind of welcomed the rain that began to fall. Atleast it would wash a bit of the mud off them. We wandered back to the street an they found a puddle that I told them to clean up in. They were right in there. I had to stop 2 of them from dipping their heads in the pudle. So when we finally got home I herded them all into the back yard and sprayed them off with the garden hose and made them strip down before they were allowd in the the. Lol I had to bath them then let the water out and shower them off cause the water was so dirty it just looked like another mud puddle. They had fun and I enjoyed watching them have fun so it was really goof time.
Earlier today I told the big boys that everytime they didn't listen to me I wasn't going to talk twice, I would just give them a job to do. Sooo... after baths were done the 2 big boys pretty much tidied and vacuumed my house for me. And by 7:30 everyone was ready fo bed. I LOVE BED TIME!
All in all a good weekend. Now Bring on Monday.
Just thought I would throw this in, a conversation between my 7 year old and my 4 year old.
Atley- God would fit in our home. Anthany- no he wouldn't Atley- yes he would, he is just like a mom. Anthany- No, God is bigger than a Grandpa. Atley- No Anthany- yes, you know God is so big he is holding us in his hands. He hold the whole world and the universe in his hands. Did you know that Atley.
Monday 4 June 2012
Jesus Loves Jordan
For awhile there, (like 7 years) I thought that I would never enjoy church again. Once I had kids church became a chore. A place where I couldn't relax cause I was to busy trying to keep the kids quiet and well behaved so they didn't bother anyone else. I rarely knew what the service was about let alone hear enough of it to catch the gist of it. The only time church seemed enjoyable was when I seemed to be in the nursury with another mom I knew and we had a chance to visit. I honestly thought I would never enjoy church again. Now my oldest is 7 and my youngest is 2 1/2 and most Sundays I get to enjoy the service in peace. I do take my turn working in the nursury where I get to visit, and I teach kids church when I am scheduled but the rest of the time my kids are happy in their various areas of the church and I can sit and listen and relax. Another thing that is nice is that we have friends in church now and they don't mind my kids sitting with them. Sometimes they are more willing to sit quietly for a friend then for me anyway. This past Sunday the kids choir was leading the singing and Anthany was sitting with Jordan and Martina. We were singing Jesus Loves Me and everyone around us was getting a kick out of the fact that Anthany was singing Jesus Loves Jordan instead of Jesus Loves Me. I can't wait to see Jordan as a parent cause as of now he is just a big kid himself.
Yesterday after supper we spent a couple hours walking and exploring in the valley. I had my boys and my nephew with me and I couldn't believe the 2 little boys made it all the way without being carried. We walked up through the trees to the ski jump and then back down towards the train bridge. Before we got to the train bridge we got side tracked by the creek. We started by just looking and ended up playing there for almost an hour and comming out with 4 pairs of wet and muddy shoes. They had so much fun and if it was a hotter day they probably would have ended up swimming.
Atley is such a funny kids! He is going to be so good at learning other langauges cause he is not scared to make mistakes. He just says the first thing that comes to his mind or what he thinks is right. Like when he told me he wanted maccaroni pizza instead of peperoni pizza. Or like when he says, "It's just like wers" instead of it's just like ours. Or porn cops instead of corn pops. Tater top instead of tank top. they go on and on. But I think one of my favorites has to be his Helmet and gobbles instead of goggles.
Yesterday after supper we spent a couple hours walking and exploring in the valley. I had my boys and my nephew with me and I couldn't believe the 2 little boys made it all the way without being carried. We walked up through the trees to the ski jump and then back down towards the train bridge. Before we got to the train bridge we got side tracked by the creek. We started by just looking and ended up playing there for almost an hour and comming out with 4 pairs of wet and muddy shoes. They had so much fun and if it was a hotter day they probably would have ended up swimming.
Atley is such a funny kids! He is going to be so good at learning other langauges cause he is not scared to make mistakes. He just says the first thing that comes to his mind or what he thinks is right. Like when he told me he wanted maccaroni pizza instead of peperoni pizza. Or like when he says, "It's just like wers" instead of it's just like ours. Or porn cops instead of corn pops. Tater top instead of tank top. they go on and on. But I think one of my favorites has to be his Helmet and gobbles instead of goggles.
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