I now know two more close friends that got the stomach bug. And I woke up in the middle of the night with stomach cramps. Today I have an upset stomach and an even more upset mind. Why? because I really don't think I have anything. My mind is telling me that I have the stomach flu. Its my fear making me think this is a reality. Who gave my mind this much power?
And most importantly, does this mean I'm starting to "loose it?" I have started shuffling around the house lately and I almost forgot how to properly button my sweater today...
On a different subject Jaden laid out his plans for adulthood today. He is going to own a pancake shop and take his kids with him to work so he can 1. feed them all the free pancakes they want and 2. not have to "waste money on babysitters." (disclaimer: i know you may not believe me but i don't think i've ever used that phrase. for all you babysitters and daycare providers out there, i do not think money is "wasted" on you. if you are offended by this please don't take it out on me...take it out on my 5 year old...actually on second thought don't do that either). I mentioned he may want to vary their diet a bit from daily pancakes, but he didn't seem to comprehend.
This may have something to do with the crepes I made him for breakfast. He is still a bit bummed that I don't run a crepe shop anymore. For some reason he has not fully grasped the in and outs of food management and the time suck that it is. he just thinks he would get to have free crepes all the time.
I guess he will find out when he opens his own pancake restaurant/daycare.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
about face
I told myself I wasn't going to blog unless I had something funny or interesting to say...and then I didn't blog for over a week. I am considering adjusting my standards.
Monday, January 18, 2010
So far...
Despite the cold wet outside that seeps into your bones, today has been a lovely day.
I keep adding layers and drinking tea trying to trick myself that I'm warm. I suppose I could move my body and do something resembling exercise, or I could consider "the shivers" as my aerobic workout today.
No one has gotten sick yet, so that is good. I would like to think we earned a pass on this round of flu since we have already gotten everything else there is to get this season.
Today is the start of week two. I've had a thought today (I'm down to one a day) and this was it:
Choosing to quit my job and stay home was part sacrifice, part necessity, and part selfishness. You know what is weird? The more I enjoy being home, the more selfish I feel. It can't be a sacrifice if I'm having a great time right? Sacrifice is supposed to be painful and difficult.
Or is it? I could follow that thought, but that would make two thoughts for the day and my quota is already met.
I keep adding layers and drinking tea trying to trick myself that I'm warm. I suppose I could move my body and do something resembling exercise, or I could consider "the shivers" as my aerobic workout today.
No one has gotten sick yet, so that is good. I would like to think we earned a pass on this round of flu since we have already gotten everything else there is to get this season.
Today is the start of week two. I've had a thought today (I'm down to one a day) and this was it:
Choosing to quit my job and stay home was part sacrifice, part necessity, and part selfishness. You know what is weird? The more I enjoy being home, the more selfish I feel. It can't be a sacrifice if I'm having a great time right? Sacrifice is supposed to be painful and difficult.
Or is it? I could follow that thought, but that would make two thoughts for the day and my quota is already met.
Saturday, January 16, 2010
is it just my head...or is it real?
The flu is around. All you have to do is read your facebook updates to see all the families that have been ravaged by the stomach flu. I'm scared.
Jaden is eating funny today...he started picking at it, says it tastes funny and his eyes burn.
NOOOOO!!!
No church tomorrow for this mom and two kids.
My stomach feels funny too. I also ate three pieces of cold pizza...so that could be the issue. it usually is.
Jaden is eating funny today...he started picking at it, says it tastes funny and his eyes burn.
NOOOOO!!!
No church tomorrow for this mom and two kids.
My stomach feels funny too. I also ate three pieces of cold pizza...so that could be the issue. it usually is.
Friday, January 15, 2010
Day 5
I do not think I will ever be one of those Stay at Home Moms that says, "I can't imagine working while my kids are growing up. I would never want to miss anything in their lives." I get why moms work. Some work because they need to help with the finances, some work because it is extremely rewarding and they like being a professional and a mom.
A few years ago my friend from Columbus and I were talking about wanting a second child. We were discussing our mutual friend who wasn't having children until they could afford for her to quit her job. She said, "Am I a bad person for wanting both? I love my job and I love having a family, why can't I do both?" And she had that second child, and she is doing both, quite well from what I can see.
There will probably be a time that comes when I find myself a tad embarrassed to tell someone that I don't have a profession outside of the home. But I hope that time doesn't come. There may also come a time where I find myself defensive and snippy about ...wait...child crying.
So, my thought flow just got interrupted by my daughter who stuck a piece of apple up her nose and from what I can tell, inhaled it. Her sneezes also covered me in a mix of snot and apple bits.
I have a choice right now to continue exploring my thoughts on my first week of staying home, or simply embrace the reality that at this very moment I am covered with my daughter's mucus and I need to shower. I choose reality...and for the record I absolutely love my reality.
A few years ago my friend from Columbus and I were talking about wanting a second child. We were discussing our mutual friend who wasn't having children until they could afford for her to quit her job. She said, "Am I a bad person for wanting both? I love my job and I love having a family, why can't I do both?" And she had that second child, and she is doing both, quite well from what I can see.
There will probably be a time that comes when I find myself a tad embarrassed to tell someone that I don't have a profession outside of the home. But I hope that time doesn't come. There may also come a time where I find myself defensive and snippy about ...wait...child crying.
So, my thought flow just got interrupted by my daughter who stuck a piece of apple up her nose and from what I can tell, inhaled it. Her sneezes also covered me in a mix of snot and apple bits.
I have a choice right now to continue exploring my thoughts on my first week of staying home, or simply embrace the reality that at this very moment I am covered with my daughter's mucus and I need to shower. I choose reality...and for the record I absolutely love my reality.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Guess What I figured out to do...look out world I can upload videos
this is the recording from earlier today. don't judge me...
it really is quite something
my husband is the coolest. you know why? because after dinner he turned to me and said enthusiastically, "mmmm, great dinner babe." you know what we had? leftovers. a mixture of past dinners this week with some crackers and chips, a couple of waffles, and some reheated soup.
and he was sincere. how sweet is that? i love my husband.
i recorded my daughter throwing a fit today. it was probably a terrible thing to do, but it just struck me as funny. i got her up from her nap too early...and well, lets just say it gave me a glimpse of the 16 year old she will be someday. good times to come.
and he was sincere. how sweet is that? i love my husband.
i recorded my daughter throwing a fit today. it was probably a terrible thing to do, but it just struck me as funny. i got her up from her nap too early...and well, lets just say it gave me a glimpse of the 16 year old she will be someday. good times to come.
Monday, January 11, 2010
The Home Experiment- Day 2
Yesterday I was in la-la land, reveling in the wonders of all my freedom and flexibility with my children. I practically skipped from room to room, playing with my children and singing silly songs of joy and freedom. Think Snow White, take away the creepy high pitched voice, replace the tame woodland animals with my two wild animals, and there you have my yesterday.
Today I am pooped. I wasn't evil or witchy (keeping with the Snow White theme) to my children, I was just tired. And I keep thinking to myself, "This is day 2, how am I going to keep this up?"
I think the answer is occasional time away to rest and getting enough sleep (boring), but I have a feeling the reality will be multiple pots of coffee a day and candy.
Today I am pooped. I wasn't evil or witchy (keeping with the Snow White theme) to my children, I was just tired. And I keep thinking to myself, "This is day 2, how am I going to keep this up?"
I think the answer is occasional time away to rest and getting enough sleep (boring), but I have a feeling the reality will be multiple pots of coffee a day and candy.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
the soul of a man
Jaden had a fish, emphasis on "had." This morning Dan and I found the fish of 4 years unmoving in his fishbowl. Any of you who have been around here know that I don't have an attachment to this fish...at all, but the big green-eyed 5 year old who lives here does. I discovered this attachment when I tried to convince Jaden a year ago that the fish would be happier if we flushed it and allowed to be free and with his friends. Well, that conversation didn't go well, so we had to wait for nature to run its course.
It ran its course today.
I was tempted to flush it before Jaden woke up, but Dan and I decided against that. Jaden woke up shortly after Dan left for work.
He was his typical slow, sweet cuddly self so i scooped him up and told him what had happened. we walked over to the fish bowl together. Jaden looked at him for a minute or so and quietly began to cry. He walked away and sat down on the stair step. I followed and sat behind him and asked if he wanted to be alone. He shook his head no, so I sat there with him. I talked about how it was okay to be sad, and that he didn't need to be embarrassed to cry. He didn't respond, just sat and cried a bit more. I followed him downstairs to watch Sesame Street for a few minutes. He asked if I could get the fish bowl down for him, so we went back upstairs and I handed him the fishbowl with the dead fish still in it.
He walked it to the bathroom, I lifted the lids and Jaden freed the blue betta to his watery grave.
We then made cupcakes and icing to celebrate the fish's life (well, he was celebrating the life...I may have been celebrating something else).
I saw a glimpse today of the man he is going to be. I also found him studying the toilet bowl scared to sit on it to do his business ...so the 5 year old is still there too.
I'm glad we didn't flush the fish before he woke up, but it sure is tempting as a parent to want to protect them from that pain, to brush it aside like its not a big deal in hopes they don't hurt as badly. i don't think that works well for the long run.
It ran its course today.
I was tempted to flush it before Jaden woke up, but Dan and I decided against that. Jaden woke up shortly after Dan left for work.
He was his typical slow, sweet cuddly self so i scooped him up and told him what had happened. we walked over to the fish bowl together. Jaden looked at him for a minute or so and quietly began to cry. He walked away and sat down on the stair step. I followed and sat behind him and asked if he wanted to be alone. He shook his head no, so I sat there with him. I talked about how it was okay to be sad, and that he didn't need to be embarrassed to cry. He didn't respond, just sat and cried a bit more. I followed him downstairs to watch Sesame Street for a few minutes. He asked if I could get the fish bowl down for him, so we went back upstairs and I handed him the fishbowl with the dead fish still in it.
He walked it to the bathroom, I lifted the lids and Jaden freed the blue betta to his watery grave.
We then made cupcakes and icing to celebrate the fish's life (well, he was celebrating the life...I may have been celebrating something else).
I saw a glimpse today of the man he is going to be. I also found him studying the toilet bowl scared to sit on it to do his business ...so the 5 year old is still there too.
I'm glad we didn't flush the fish before he woke up, but it sure is tempting as a parent to want to protect them from that pain, to brush it aside like its not a big deal in hopes they don't hurt as badly. i don't think that works well for the long run.
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