Reflecting on the crazy moments that make raising kids one of the most interesting and challenging jobs on the plant.

Sunday, July 6, 2014

Let's make like Elsa and let it go...

Thanks (more like no thanks) to the enormously popular Disney movie, Frozen, I can't hear the phrase 'let it go; without singing it in my head. I know I'm not alone.

This is my daughter singing Let it Go...for the millionth time.

Sometimes we (myself included) get so wrapped up in the what to dos and what not to dos of parenting. We consistently second guess ourselves on whether we are doing the right things. The amount of willing advice at our fingertips is astounding. Of course we do this to ourselves, constantly researching and pinning websites that contain ways to make us better parents. But why do we do this?? It's so easy to start criticizing ourselves for doing things that we shouldn't be doing or should be doing more of...and believe me, I am 100% at fault for doing it myself.

I am currently on a Pinterest strike. No offense Pinterest, but I can't handle reading any more articles or blogs on awesome crafts or sensory activities to do with my kids. It makes me mad that I don't do enough...and then I feel sad about it and then I feel guilty because my kids are the ones that are suffering. I once tried a sensory bin of uncooked rice and misc tools. It was a disaster. I actually updated my FB status with my failure, as if admitting to it would make me feel better. This is what I said:

Friday, July 4, 2014

MOVE IT!


One of my biggest pet peeves of parenting is the lack of urgency my daughter has. She has none. Of course I don't blame her at all. Really why would she? She doesn't care about time. She's 3...but that doesn't mean it's not unbelievably frustrating. I'd like to think of myself as calm, patient, and even keeled. But I'm a natural work now, play later sort of person. I'm a first born and I act like it. I like organization, multitasking and getting ish done. It's very easy for me to 'get in the zone' whether it's prepping to leave the house, tidying up a room or completing a jigsaw puzzle (don't you judge). So when little miss lalygagger interrupts my flow, it sends me through the roof.