Giving yourself an A+

I thought this weekend was going to be hard. Josh was going to be away from Thursday morning until Sunday evening. I have done it plenty of times now, of course, being home, just me with the 3 boys (and the dog). And so has Josh when I have worked late, worked weekends, taken class, gone to the gym, traveled for work, etc. But 4 whole days including the entire weekend… And not just any weekend but a cold, winter weekend where I am supposed to be preparing for my final exam… I was preparing for survival mode.

Well, the weekend went fine, I would give myself a “B” if I am reflecting on it right now. Mouths were fed, teeth were brushed, we cuddled on the couch, bottles upon bottles (Wyatt, not me!) and we even made Valentines. We met a few challenges with the rain, flooding and crazy weather. Everyone was home early Thursday afternoon after emergency school and daycare closures. Again, everyone was stuck inside but I followed our dinner plan and gave baths, prepared for the next morning, laid out clothes, made lunches and pressed on. Friday, we were all on time, they had their show-n-tells, we got Hunter on the bus, Deacon to Pre-K and Wyatt went with my Mom. I even left work a bit early and squeezed in a trip to the salon before daycare pickup. (It had been over 4 months since my hair was cut!) We all picked up our Kroger Clicklist (online order of groceries) Friday night (because how could I possibly grocery shop with 3, 5 and under?) and made smoothies the next morning with fresh fruit.


We ventured out, not until 4:30 PM Saturday, but we did. We spent a good 90 minutes at Michael’s spending $40 on Valentine’s Day crafts and supplies. Honestly, I have never said “No” so many times in a such a short period of my life. Can we get this keychain? Can we get that remote control Lamborghini? Can we get these pipe-cleaners? For what?! But we had fun and we love to craft together so that was a win-win. One of the few photos from the weekend

Yes, I lost it a few times but tried really hard to keep my cool. Sunday morning was quite terrible actually as toys were “accidentally” broke and the dog knocked me over in the snow and Wyatt wanted nothing else but to be held, cry or to climb up the stairs. Have you ever felt exhausted or burnt-out before noon? What a terrible thing that is. And also, Hunter was disciplined, put in timeout and feelings were hurt. And I was trying to study. That was my fault, I shouldn’t have even attempted to read my Harvard cases and class notes that morning. I have time to study between Sunday evening and Thursday before I take my Final exam. It was NOT my fault however, that they 1) profusely used the word “butt-hole”, 2) broke a toy by smacking it against my end table, 3) took my razor from the shower and tried to use it, (are you freakin’ kidding me?!) 4) refused to share breakfast smoothies, and 5) dented the window sill by running into the couch. All before noon! (Can you see my teeth clenching? Holy moly!) But also, we were all feeling a little cabin fever. It was a rough, really rough, start to the day.

My in-laws so kindly offered to have us over for lunch on Sunday. Honestly, in my worst moment, I had visions of dropping the boys off, turning around and running away crying. But instead I took a deep breath, forgave the boys AND myself, enjoyed adult interaction, and we ate a delicious meal. I left the kids (as planned) for 1 hour to go to the gym just down the road. I ran so fast and got pretty sweaty and then felt a million times better. And when I came back? My sweet mother-in-law and boys made Josh and I Valentines Day sugar cookies! It made my day: the lunch, the gym, the time away and especially the cookies. And I even topped it off with a Starbucks (drive-through) trip with a gift card from my parents (from Christmas) and got a Venti Macchiato to help me through the evening- what a huge treat.


Josh did eventually come home and I went right into school mode where my group (4 males from my class) and I met virtually and recorded our Operations & Supply Chain final group presentation and submitted our final homework assignment, a simulation in Excel. Josh bathed all 3, got them in their PJ’s, fed Wyatt his bed time bottle, brushed teeth and got everyone in bed, on time, all while I did my school work. And just like that, the weekend ended.

There are so many times where I reflect on the day and question myself and all that I did. Did I read them enough books? Did they watch too much TV? Are we teaching them all of the important life lessons? (Heavy, I know.) Did I ignore them when I was trying to care for the baby? Did I let the baby climb the stairs while I tried to cook chili? Did I forget something I promised them? Am I spread too thin?? Did I finish that conversation? (Very likely, no) Did I stay up too late writing this blog? (Yes) I question myself so much at times. And I give myself a “B” instead of an “A+”. And also, many times I feel on top of the world and give myself an A+ because I do it all and feel so accomplished. Does anyone else do this? Are we our own best critics?  I think, thankfully God gives us tomorrow and we all have an opportunity at an “A+” day, a chance to say sorry or teach a lesson or try over or be better or have another chance. And then I say my nightly prayer, as their Mom, asking for strength to raise these 3 boys.

Sometimes the day feels like such a whirlwind and I don’t even know what happened. Sometimes, I even take pictures and look at them later after the boys go to bed and forget most of the details of what was happening in that moment or that it even happened at all. Some days, not too often, I think, thankfully I had these kids at a fairly young age…but can still feel old. Afterall, we don’t nearly have the energy of 1, 4 and 5 year old boys. And some days I just feel tired but know that I can not even afford to feel tired. I love them dearly but they are so much to keep up with right now! I think that when there are so many things going on at once, and with the craziness of multiple young kids (or even just 1 baby!), it really is a whirlwind. (But I very quickly remind myself that as soon as they are older and playing on their own, or giving themself a bath/shower and don’t need us to help them do almost everything, As soon as that happens, and I have some time to myself, I am going to miss this phase of life IMMENSELY. )

There are other times when I make the time, take them to the park, bring their bikes, take beautiful pictures and remember to document it on my blog on the topic of Balance. There are days when I am home with everyone on a snow day and we make hot chocolate, play in the snow, make snow angels, do a craft, practice Hunter’s site words, read books, do all the laundry and have hot homemade meals. Or like the time I was able to take everyone by myself to get all 3 a haircut the morning of Deacon’s birthday party because Josh was sick with the flu. (I deserved a gold star that day!!!) These are the days I give myself an A+. That is what I live for!! It isn’t every day but I do hope the boys remember these times as well as I.

Apparently I like to challenge myself and (try to) take on as much as I can possibly sustain. I am thrilled to take on something else, try something new, always try to do the right thing, balance it all and make everyone happy. Remember this?

But, sometimes, reality knocks me right down and I realize I just can’t do it all. (Flying solo with 2? Never again.) That is why there are 2 partners raising 3 knuckleheads (I love them dearly) in our home and this is also why, it was just a quick weekend without Daddy home. Here we are, back to normal. Thank you, Jesus.

With parenthood, and most things in life, there are ups and there are downs. I felt like I was on top of the world when I squeezed in a trip to the salon, picked up our groceries and got everyone in bed while I studied a bit Friday night. We had so much fun making Valentines and having my homemade meals together. But, I also lost my temper and felt defeated by Sunday morning. The good does come with the bad sometimes but it is important, as a parent, to forgive them AS WELL AS YOURSELF quickly and to move on. Look fondly on those A+ days and strive for your best, always.

1 more month till ONE for Wyatt!

Wyatt is 11 months old!

This is my prayer, every single night. Lord, please give me all the strength to be the Mom they need.

So, of course it makes me sad to think that Wyatt will officially be a baby for just 1 more month. But so much about him is a big boy already. Wyatt is moving out of the nursery classroom at daycare next week along with 3 of his little buddies. He has 4 teeth and 2 more on the bottom coming in now. Wyatt got his first haircut in January and is a little walker. He has been practicing for a while but can now get from room to room and even change direction when walking. (His shoes trip him up though.) I am not ready for this!

Wyatt prefers to spend most of his waking moments in his high chair and eats every type of food. He even tried cow’s milk is a sippy cup this week! My favorite thing to give him is thawed, frozen mixed vegetables (peas, green beans, carrots, corn). He loves them so much, it probably feels good on his gums and Mama loves that he gets his veggie fix. He also loves eggs, his puffs, yogurt, fruit, meat and cheese.

Wyatt can wave hi and bye (sometimes), gives open mouth kisses, and laughs when we play peek a boo. I have been trying to teach him the sign for ‘all done’ and he just laughs at me when I do it. He loves to cuddle with Daddy the best and does all he can to keep up with his big brothers. Wyatt loves his dog, Remi, and I even caught him laying his head on him the other night. Also, I think it is going to be hard to break this boy of his pacifier one day soon.

Savoring every last minute of this last month.