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Posted by on Jan 10, 2014 in Baby, Breastfeeding, Childbirth, Children, Choices, Education, Family, Fatherhood, Homeschool, infant, Life, Lifestyle, Motherhood, Motivational Posts, Natural Childbirth, Natural Parenting, newborn, Parenting, Philosophy, Potty Training, Pregnancy, Stay At Home Mom, Terrible Twos, Toddler Challenges, Toddler Naps, Toddlers | 1 comment

Patience Is Key

Patience Is Key

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Several times throughout my time as a mother, conversations have come up regarding different parenting styles. Should you co-sleep or cry it out? Should you breast-feed or bottle feed? Should you go natural or have a medicated birth? When it’s time for potty training, do we try boot camp or let them learn on their own? The list goes on…

It has been my experience that I always choose the long road. I’ve had three natural births (including two decently long labors lasting over 24 hours and a shoulder dystocia baby), we co-sleep, I’ve breastfed each of our three babies until they were at least one year old, and we homeschool. We let our kids potty ‘train’ in their own time (which we have really lucked out at so far!) & our discipline methods are few. It seems as though we have created work for ourselves, but I truly believe it will make a difference in the long run.

Everything requires patience. It takes longer to learn how to breastfeed your baby than it does to mix a bottle. It takes more time to sleep with your baby or rock your baby to sleep each night than it does to cry it out. Natural birth takes more work and waiting patiently for that baby to come may take longer than you would like, but it’s worth it! It’s always worth it. Your children are worth it.

Patience doesn’t come easily around our home these days. Juggling all life has to offer while raising children is hard work.

Hopefully our children will, in turn, learn that patience. Patience is a very important quality to hold throughout life. I’ll be the first to admit, I don’t have much. However, what I do have is most often spent on our children, and I have to remind myself of this on a daily, if not hourly, basis.

I realize this post will fire up some defensive parents, but relax. I’m not judging those who don’t do what I do. We are all unique and to each his own. The only difference between you & I is a little patience.

I would like to show my experiences, that what you think may be harder at first glance may actually be easier in the long run.

You see, natural birth often leads to healthy babies, which often lead to healthy bonding, which also often means successful breastfeeding which often leads to a sleepy baby. Don’t you think this is a good start to life, if you can help it? Wouldn’t you imagine children are much more likely to have happy childhoods if this is the way they begin? It seems like so much less frustration and annoyance if the anxiety is lessened by living this way.

It doesn’t stop there (And here is where I need to be reminded most these days). Remaining patient while raising our children hopefully teaches them to be kind and gentle, patient and understanding.

Once again, obviously we will all live how we need to live. And we all will love the way we need to love. A little patience certainly has never hurt anyone. In fact, patience is key.

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Posted by on Sep 21, 2012 in Children, Motherhood, Parenting, Potty Training, Stay At Home Mom, Terrible Twos, Toddler Challenges, Toddlers, Word Of The Day | 3 comments

Word Of The Day:  September 21,2012

Word Of The Day: September 21,2012

The lady at the check-out at the grocery store.

The waitress at dinner.

The bank teller.

The kind man who complimented him on his hair.

The little girls at the playground.

The complete strangers.

His cousins.

His friends.

His sister.

These people are unaware that they are all:

“POOPYHEADS”!

Hey, you’ve got to chose your battles. This one is too hard to combat right now. So, we’re letting it fly-

In the meantime, you little twerp:

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Who’s the poopyhead now?!

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Posted by on Jun 20, 2012 in Children, Motherhood, Natural Parenting, Potty Training, Stay At Home Mom, Terrible Twos, Toddler Challenges | 1 comment

Potty Training For Dummies, Part Two:  Boys

Potty Training For Dummies, Part Two: Boys

And so it begins. Another phase of childhood. Another “Grab the camera!” moment in time. Another milestone. Another…reason for more anxiety.

Potty training.

For those parents & caretakers reading this, ’nuff said.

For those of you still learning, here’s the true story. (Perhaps you should read here first, Part One of my potty training experience.) Potty training ain’t a walk in the park. You can’t be too harsh nor too careful. You shouldn’t be too rushed or too late. You have to do it just right.

Lucky for us, our son wanted to begin using the potty all on his own around two years old. That was a few months ago. Wish I had written the post then, because it would’ve stated how easy it was to potty train a boy. Ha! Don’t we all wish.

After a day or two of him staying dry without me trying, I thought we should give it a go. Being that it was only about a month after our daughter was born, maybe it wasn’t the best idea, but he was willing & able, insisting he wear underpants like a “little boy”. (We try not to use the term “big boy” quite yet…hoping to save that for things to come. “Little Boy” is a nice step up from “Baby”, wouldn’t you agree?!)

Our daughter had won a free potty training timer watch from Huggies and it showed up just in time for Marsden’s use. We set the timer for ten minute intervals at first. He was getting annoyed with me taking him all the time, so we readjusted it to thirty minute intervals. Worked like a charm. It took him two full days to master the art of “peepee on the potty”. We used all the same tricks that we did for our firstborn (again, link to original blog found here) and it seemed to be just right for him, too. The difference? Boys are gross. I’ll spare you the details.

Fast-forward a few weeks. Regression. A parent’s dread. He started having accidents more frequently and still hadn’t mastered pooping on the potty. TMI?? The worst part about it is he thinks it’s funny. That’s right, I used the present-tense. He finds it amusing to wet his pants and leave a mark on the sofa or other places, and doesn’t seem to mind a poopy pull-up after bedtimes. Eh, we’re getting there. This week seems to be more consistent, as our schedule is back to “normal” (haha) and I’m more persistent with helping him remember. His accidents occur mostly when he’s tired and simply too lazy to get up and go potty.

So, we’re sticking with it. He is determined to wear cool robot underpants & spider-man boxer briefs and we are psyched to have to purchase one less box of diapers each week. Maybe they’ll be a Part THREE, or maybe not. Maybe he’ll have it figured out in no time, or maybe not. Either way, we will be patient and understanding, loving and kind throughout the process. All in due time.

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Posted by on Jun 7, 2012 in Baby, Breastfeeding, Children, Family, Healthy Lifestyle, infant, Life, Moderation, Motherhood, Natural Parenting, newborn, Passion, Potty Training, Preschool, Stay At Home Mom, Toddler Challenges | 2 comments

I Am Mommy

I Am Mommy

Sooo, here I am again, blogging after¬†not¬†blogging. ¬†What is it going to take for me to get on a schedule?! ¬†I am¬†constantly thinking¬†of things to blog about. I could write about something,¬†anything, every. single. day. ¬†But I don’t. ¬†What gives?

Well, you see, I am a Mom. ¬†No, wait, scratch that. ¬†I¬†am a Mommy. ¬†I eat, sleep, and breathe Motherhood. ¬†I have no time for myself, and I’m okay with that. ¬†On any given day, I can be seen nursing a little baby for many hours, cleaning poop, poop, and more poop from little bums, brushing little teeth in little mouths, getting little bodies dressed, changed, then dressed again, reading stories upon stories to little listening ears, taking little walks among little legs, cutting little pieces of fruits and vegetables into littler pieces, cleaning little faces after eating little meals, playing little instruments to little pieces of music. ¬†I dance with little dancers, play with little imaginations. ¬†I create with little, fabulous minds & enrich little, wonderful lives. ¬†I love my little job. ¬†My little life.

Writing is most definitely something I do when I have time to myself. ¬†There, I just answered my own question. ¬†I simply don’t have any time.

…which explains why I barely cook a full meal each night for dinner (sometimes not at all), rarely knit anymore, never play piano, and sometimes just forget to brush my own darn teeth! ¬†What else would I rather be doing? ¬†Nothing. ¬†Nothing at all has ever been better, more important or, frankly, more fulfilling than this. ¬†So why shouldn’t I blog on a strict schedule as I set out to do from the beginning? ¬†Ah, yes,¬†Motherhood.¬†That’s it!!

See you when I see you…

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