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Don’t Call Me Old Fashioned

7 Mar

I’m like a 50′s Mom at heart who’s been given a 2011 update.  I think men and women, women and women, or men and men can coexist in a household with kids where everything isn’t equal.  Everyone can (and should) do everything.  Men can do laundry, women can change the oil.  Kids can set the table, they can even make dinner.  If we function as a family, everyone feels like they’re contributing and that’s a good feeling!

As parents, my husband & I BOTH provide the compassion and caring, both equally I would say.  We both contribute to our family on a daily basis.  I change diapers but so does he.  He takes the garbage out but so do I (ok, I empty the garbages, he takes it to the curb).  Most of the everyday “stuff” we do is out of habit.  We’re in some sort of a routine just because.  My new goal is to break that routine by doing more of his “stuff”.  If we’re both giving 100%, does it matter who does what?! 

I do feel, however, like Moms have a special spot in the home.  We’re usually the ones who have carried the baby for 9 months so there is a natural relationship that is in place from the time that baby is conceived.  Who do you want when you get the flu?!  I know I still want my Mommy, not going to lie ;)  

So there’s my predicament…if I’m the one staying at home with my kids every day, should I be the one doing the laundry, making meals, washing the dishes??  Well, that’s NOT the way it’s going to be in our house.  Staying at home with my kids IS my job.  While he’s away at work supporting our family, I’m home supporting our family.  If either end isn’t giving 100% it wouldn’t work.  My super awesome husband and I agree that we are both working equally hard each day so we should “share” (for lack of a better term) in the household duties.  I hope the world accepts this as our answer, because, well, that’s just the way it’s going to be :D

It’s Not What You Expect

22 Feb

There are so many pre-conceived notions when you become a parent. You think you’re going to be floored when they roll over for the first time, when they take their first steps and speak their first word. Surely you write these moments down in their baby book keeping excellent tabs on the when and where. But the moments that you want to break down and sob like a baby are the ones you least expect.

Last night my husband and I were chatting about our day after the kids went to bed. Suddenly I realized there was someone listening. There she was, my little girl, standing at the top of the stairs. Could it be that the tiny, precious child I just gave birth to was able to get out of bed on her own, all by herself? Ok, so it wasn’t “just” gave birth, it was two and a half years ago. Regardless, this can’t be right.

I never know how much times like these will affect me. The biggest milestones have been unpredictable. When she grew out of those size 6 month jeans she could wear for the first year of her life. When he started flirting, tilting his head in his own coy way, with Mommy and other ladies at 8 months. When I looked away for a second only to look back to see those wonderful little minds putting together a puzzle, together. Those are the exact blinks of an eye when I grasp just how it all works. And it’s not what I expected, but it is fascinating.

Oh Dear! I’m Turning Into My Mother

14 Feb

Not that it’s a bad thing, but I’m feeling “old”. I’m having trouble understanding the ways of the world, the entertainment world to be exact. I find people like Lady Gaga and Katy Perry annoying and disturbed. I cringe at the thought of my child listening to the likes of Justin Bieber and Miley Cyrus. I am physically and mentally incapable of watching shows such as Yo Gabba Gabba! and Phineas and Ferb. Let’s just face it, Hollywood is a weird place.

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We disconnected cable television in our house as another means of cutting back costs. We are so glad we did! It’s amazing how much television rules people’s lives. Sure, it can be used for educational purposes, and we currently do have our digital converter box hooked up to the antenna so we can tune in once in a while. By no means does it dictate my schedule. I don’t have to be home at a certain time to watch a certain show. Entertainment freedom.

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We listen to quite a bit of music in this house. When it’s quiet, we find ourselves throwing in a cd or letting music stream from the many music-enabled devices in our home. We do not, will not, and should not listen to bad music. Ever. This includes most of the music on display at the Grammy’s last night. I saw the leftovers via msn.com this morning and could not believe my eyes. Thank goodness my ears were protected! This is no longer music. It’s a freak show.

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I didn’t always feel this way. I used to have Oscar parties just to see what everyone was wearing and talk smack. I once was hard wired to New Kids On The Block, drooled over Kirk Cameron and desired to befriend other teen sensations. I watched every reality show known to man. I was young and hip once too, you know! Anyway, I still dabble in frivolousness from time to time. However, as I age, I find it okay to let it go. I have other things I could and should be doing.

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I hope I’m not one of those Moms who questions every little like and dislike of my children. From this day forward, I vow to allow. I will allow my kids to listen to whatever they want and to watch whatever they choose. I will draw the line at bad language and weirdness though. I will act as a filter and cover their eyes and ears from the “bad”. Look at it this way, they haven’t seen much, do you really want part of their reality to be bizarre television shows and terrible music? Come on parents, educators & caretakers – we can’t let everything slide. Eventually we will have a problem. There is a fine line between what is acceptable and what is right.

Laboring The Day Away

11 Feb

A great friend of mine is in early labor this morning. She’s been waiting excitedly for this day, we all have. I’m positive she’s a little more eager than any of us ;) !!

We have pretty unique freindships. We met in our Bradley Method of Natural Childbirth classes when we were all pregnant with our firsts, one with her second. We’ve all been in attendance at each other’s births over the last year, every one of them was a natural, drug-free birth. Now it’s her turn, the final installment of the Bradley Babies, Round 2. (Round 3 to be determined at a *much* later date, right girls?!) We all couldn’t be more excited for this grand event!

Mind over matter. I will be reciting lines from “The Little Engine That Could” all day. She is ready for this, her body is ready for this. It helps tremendously to be surrounded by a positive support team in this laborious time. We all know first-hand.

So, friend, we are sending positive thoughts your way for a healthy and wonderful day of labor. We can’t wait to meet and greet the beautiful outcome :D

The Choice To Stay At Home

9 Feb

I used to work in a day care when I was around 19. I had about 2 years of college under my belt. I had no formal training, my experience was only babysitting families (to which they never checked any references). I had a clean record, thank goodness. They hired me on the spot and paid me minimum wage. I was given my own room of one year-olds. I was to take care of 5 children from 8 to 5 Monday through Friday. I loved kids! I was going to enjoy every minute!! Then I saw what went on in those “classrooms”. There was no instruction, no love, and little to no care. Just a bunch of twenty-somethings with no education (I was the only one who attended college) or training to their name. I made the decision to quit after about 3 months of this nonsense, I just couldn‘t witness the carelessness and sadness any longer. After this short-lived career, I knew for certain this wouldn’t be happening to my children if I were to ever have any. Sadly, this chain is one of the more popular facilities in the area and still exists today. I don’t think it was circumstantial, I firmly believe several daycares are like this, but obviously not all of them.

Being a private piano teacher, I’ve had the rare opportunity to speak candidly with other Moms for the last ten or so years. I’ve often discussed with them the choice to stay at home with their children. I would say that in the 100+ families I have had the pleasure of teaching, about 50% have been working Moms or Dads and the other 50% made the choice to stay at home. The first 50%, the working Moms and/or Dads, have all told me at one point or another that they regret their decision to work instead of stay home with their children. They all warned me, especially when I was pregnant, that it’s such a short period of time & it is so worth it. They’ve all told me to stay at home by any means possible, because before I know it, I’ll have a teenager about to graduate from high school & I’ll want to turn back time & try again. Every one of them. The other 50%, the stay at home Moms & Dads, have no regrets. Not one. They are all completely satisfied with their decision to forego the money and choose to raise their children for whatever period of time.

When I was pregnant with our first born, my husband and I knew more than anything else, we wanted to be home with our children. We want to be the ones raising them, not some strangers getting paid minimum wage with no attachment to them whatsoever. They learn so much when they are small, why not take the responsibility on of teaching them about life. After all, we are the ones who brought them into this world, shouldn’t we be the ones who spend the most time with them? Sadly, that’s not the way it is anymore. Society has changed. Luckily, it seemed my job was perfect, I could teach piano lessons while they napped or did their homework or played outside. It was the perfect plan. Perfect until reality hit. If the children were sick or anything came up, I would be unable to teach. They always should come first, after all, that is the point. So then it became a money issue…

We were two adults used to living by ourselves. We were used to roaming whenever and wherever we pleased, spending each and every penny on anything our hearts desired. We had it figured out with two incomes. Easy, breezy! Let’s see if we can maintain that lifestyle after a child enters the picture. Hmm, I don’t think that’s very realistic. How would we do it? It was impossible. So, we made some changes. Drastic changes.

Cable? Gone. Who needs to be watching constant television with two growing minds in the house anyway?! Eating out? Less. Admittedly, we’re still working on this one. New clothes? Never. It’s amazing what you can do without, especially when you don’t have to look real good for anyone! Visits to the salon? Rarely. I can get by with some cheap mousse and gel these days. Fewer dental check-ups, less expensive glasses and contact lenses. There are tons of ways we cut back like this. Simplify. We know it’s temporary and they won’t be here in this house forever. It’s worth everything in the grand scheme.

We got creative. There are so many different ways to earn money from home these days. It can be something along the lines of selling handmade items or offering services. Perhaps creating a partnership with other stay-at-home mom hopefuls. How about combining your children with others and starting some sort of class? Anything at all. Tap into those resources and think. It IS possible.

I clip coupons like the best of ‘em. I know of every bonus point and reward system in the consumer industry. Part of my job as a stay-at-home Mom is to find ways to save and/or not spend money. We are constantly sitting down to re-budget and figure it out. We make it work.

So I say this to you women struggling with the idea of staying at home: Listen to your instincts. If they are telling you to work, by all means, go to work. On the other hand, if they’re telling you to stay at home with your children, make some changes. Parenting sometimes (if not, all the time) means sacrifice. If it means going down to one car and living with your parents or in a small apartment, go for it! Your child will only know home as the one you create for them. It doesn’t matter where it is, just that you are there. It most definitely is not easy, but we strongly feel it is right. Home is where the heart is.

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