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Today’s Lesson; Smile and Breathe.

Sat, 20 Nov 2010 09:41:56 -0700

Well. Today I got up early with my husband to get him ready for a big test. “Bye honey!” and it’s off to Denver with him. Okay, now what. It’s 5;30 am and the kids are sleeping. I start nodding off and realize that my oldest (my 4 year old) has gotten her sisters up and taken the baby out of the crib. I go back to my nap on the couch while they play and wake up 2 hours later. Apple juice. [“huh?” you ask? Let me explain...] That was what was in the full glass that used to be on the table. Currently, it was dripping down my head and burning my eyes.
Step 1: Stop choking.
Step 2: look your attacker in the face (for recognition purposes only.)
Step 3: Force myself to Smile and breathe. My one year old seemed to be trying to give Mommy a drink. And Mommy scared her into a toddler shock. For those of you without kids, this means you have 1.3 seconds before they scream/cry inconsolably for, like, an hour unless you fix things really quickly. “Oh, honey! Thank you for the juice. Sorry Mommy spilled it.” *hugs*
Apart from being covered in juice; I woke up in a pile of baby doll clothes and pacifiers. They were playing house. I’m going to jump in the shower and then write in sharpie on the length of my left arm “no naps for Mom unless Daddy is in the house.”
Smile and Breathe.

One of “Those Moms”

Fri, 24 Sep 2010 09:45:20 -0600

I always thought of myself as being different from the flock so when I watched my two “older” daughters getting on the bus for their first field trip, I was a bit shocked that I jumped on the bus to say goodbye one more time. Amaya was buckled up and had a smile from ear to ear. Rhea was a bit nervous but thrilled to see me smile at her. As I left, she waved out the bus window and I knew she was going to be fine.
I, on the other hand, had to laugh out loud because I caught myself getting all choked up. Well, Mommy has to grow up sometime. No, not yet. (Or ever.) I kind of like being the sentimental Mommy. Eventually my baby birds will appreciate it. For now, I can take the chuckles from my husband knowing that when they get bigger he will be there to sniff and get glossy eyed too.

The Zoo

Sat, 11 Sep 2010 16:40:48 -0600

I must have dozed off after bringing my toddler downstairs from her early awakening of her nap, for I woke up covered in rubber animals with a giraffe charging across the couch going “RAWR!!!” Kenna hadn’t realized I was awake and I got to witness a rare moment of “unobserved” child’s play. While the cow “RAWR”ed back down the couch I lay in amazement at this beautiful little girl who is so different from her sisters and yet, is re-teaching me, as they had done, how the world looks from the eyes of one who has collected no expectations of what it has to be. She tucked as many animals as she could into the plastic Safeway strawberry box lined with green christmas garland that used to be the home of a favorite tiny toy alligator, and brought them to the edge of the couch to place them the length of my leg once more so the giraffe can chase them off again.
What an unexpected and rare moment for me. What an unexpectedly amazing little girl.