Hey all you mommies, daddies and everyone in between. I need some help. I'm in somewhat of a rut these days. I feel like all I do is clean, yell at the kids for fighting, cook, clean, yell some more, clean a hell of a lot more and then pass out in bed at 8! What's the fun in all of that? At some point, I forgot to have fun being a mom to my kids. It's not fair either, they have fun all day. It bothers me that I've become just a cleaning lady, cook and parole officer. What I'd really like is to be "mom" again. That's where I need some help. I need help letting go of the mess and be ok with my kids eating cereal for dinner. Do you know how much more fun time there would be if I spent at least an hour less a day cleaning and gave up that hour of cooking dinner to play? We would all be happier. Bianca's worst time of the day is while I'm cooking dinner, which in turn makes it my crabbiest time of day too! I need tips to be less anal. Maybe I should start slowly. Spend just one day a week at first not cleaning or cooking dinner. Fridays would work, we order pizza on Fridays. Ok, so this has turned into a lot of rambling, more for my sake to journal all of this, but also to ask for help. I know most of you have gone through this, or are still going through this so I know I'm not alone in this.
On a more interesting note I have to post about funny things my kids do. Once again, this is mainly for me to look back and remember, but I thought you would enjoy it too.
Yesterday morning, Annika wrapped herself up in our curtains and said: "Look mom, I'm a hotdog!". I just about died laughing, where did she get this from? And yes, she calls me mom. I thought that started much later than 2 1/2! She is talking in perfect sentences now. It's crazy. This morning Brian said I love you to her, and she responded: "I love you too". She is just so perceptive to the English language. It's amazing to me. Yesterday she wanted some cheese and took some out of the fridge. I told her she needed to wait (I was busy with Bennett) and asked her to put it back. She didn't do it, so I said "Just throw it on that shelf", you know, a loose term used for put it there. Well, she took the cheese and threw it in the fridge. Don't you just love how kids translate what we say?
Bianca has become quite the talker. She still does her frequent screaming and grunting to get what she wants, but has learned that talking can be quite effective too (albeit her blood curdling scream may get her something faster in an attempt to shut her up). She can say more now, while she signs it. She says sister all the time since she adores Annika. She loves balls and will say ball all day long if she could. She says, pup pup, kitty, papa, grandma is maaamaaa. There are so many more, I just can't think right now. She is also our little climber and loves to run. Another new thing is she throws the best tantrums. Seriously, you'd be impressed. She kicks and hits and throws her face to the floor. It's great. We've instilled time outs to combat that type of behavior. I'm just not having that!
And Bennett, well he's walking! Just kidding. He did achieve a milestone yesterday though. He lifted his head 45 degrees while on his tummy. I know, baby steps huh? Well, I'm very perceptive to these tiny milestones being that he's a preemie. He still hasn't smiled at us. He's focusing a lot more these days though, which is nice. He's awake more, which means he's fussier, but that's ok. He's still sleeping 7 hours straight at night (7/8 to 2/3). What a good boy.
Alright, that's it for now. Here are some pics of my kiddos:
