Sunday, May 30, 2010
Friday, May 28, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
I painted this painting at a recent 'girls night out' event.
I have always hated art in school but this was so much fun!
As if this topic could be in disagreement with anyone but in my opinion every mother is a working mother. Period. I have never worked so hard in my entire life but the rewards are endless. Some days are definitely better than others and those are the days I can understand why the cocktail hour was introduced. In our house I can go from almost pulling my hair out to snuggling with three of the most important people in my life. I enjoy when Ethan comes to my room every morning and asks with such an innocent grin “What are we going to do today?” Because even though I am a “stay at home” mom, we seldom ever really find ourselves at home. We are either at a play date, zoo, pool, park, or some place that is fit for kids, and then when afternoon comes around after a busy day, Ethan asks once again “Well what craft are we going to do when Gracie takes a nap?” I don’t think there are enough craft materials in this world to keep this kid from wanting to do another craft. I have created a craft monster! Well I should at least be grateful that my kiddos would rather have busy hands or be out in about than stuck in front of a TV all day.
Now here is my point and trust me I got one. Even though I like being a stay at home mom, I enjoy my “me” time. There are mothers out there that can’t bear to be away from their little ones for any amount of time and I salute you! But, I am not one. I enjoy remembering that my name does not begin with Mom, that I am my own person and can finish a coherent sentence with another adult that has words with more than 3 syllables. I enjoy talking and learning from other woman without one of us having to stop every couple of seconds to make sure hell hasn’t broken loose. I enjoy dressing up and enjoying a night out with good friends who have that same ‘I know what you mean’ expression on their faces. I enjoy the moment I move my wallet from the diaper bag to my teeny tiny black purse. I really enjoy when I get to take my husband on a date to a non-kid friendly restaurant and instead of asking for a table for 4 with highchair we can sit together in a booth and act like love struck teenagers. Because after all that, I come home refreshed enough to relish my little creations and ready to take on whatever parenting obstacles that may appear. It not only makes me a better person but a better wife and a much better mother.
However, without the loving support, and yes, the financial support of my Eric, I would not be able to stay at home with my little ones nor would I be able to enjoy those nights out with the girls. He is such a good guy; I think I will keep him ;)
Friday, May 14, 2010
I really liked this because if he needed help I could show him, shake the box and then he could do it on his own. It was better than wasting paper and we got to use our hands.