After dinner the other night we all plopped down on the kitchen floor, grabbed a pocket full of creativity, our best cutlery, and a few pumpkins. It was pumpkin carving time. We have always been ones to go the traditional route with carving. Triangle eyes, zig zag mouth. If we got crazy we might do the triangle eyes upside down :). This year I decided to get a pumpkin carving kit. The girls were so excited to pick out a picture to carve. I must admit, though, that I had no idea that agreeing to do a carving kit would mean an hour and a half carving session :). Everyone but Mason thought the pumpkin "guts" were disgusting this year, which was a first. The girls could barley bring themselves to dig out the goop without dry heaving. Colton lost interest in the whole carving idea in about 1 minute and spent most of the time asking when bath time was so that he could play with his jet ski. Mason was happy trying to eat goop and banging on the pumpkins. The girls were up in all the action the entire time and were able to carve the large majority of each of their pumpkins and Bri was happy to finish up where it was needed. They were quite proud of the outcome. This chaos is my every day, and I absolutely love it. Family traditions are the best. Period.
Have you ever felt like being a mom is like being one of the balls in a pinball machine? This is the best way I can describe the season of parenting I am in. I am constantly being zinged, zapped, sprung,catapulted, and rolled (when tired) in every direction all day long.
Fights-games-diapers-breastfeeding-time outs-naps-books-errands-school-sports-friends-floor time-meals-cleaning-crafts....the list could go on. Boing! Zing! Zap!
The daily to-do's of laundry, floors, disinfecting, bed making, ect constantly pull on my OCD strings and the battle to just "let go" is daily. Focus on whats important. Some days I can do it. Push and kick away my desires to focus on the mostly unimportant "to do" list and focus on the 4 little munchkins that are so important to me and my hubs. Way easier said than done. Now clearly that "must do" has to be addressed at some point. Laundry must be done, floors must be vaccumed and steamed (unless I am okay with stepping on partially eating PB&J on the regular) and bills have to be paid. But I can probably limit my daily vaccumes to 1 time....right? :)
I am writing this mainly hoping that one day my girls will read it and realize that this battle is normal for every mama. They are normal for feeling this constant tug, cause I know that they too will have to make the choice every day as to what they will give their time to. Let me tell you girl....its normal......its hard......and you are doing such an incredible job. Seriously incredible.
With that said I am in the midst of a very exhausting season of parenting. A two year old and a 6 month old is hard. I remember this combo being hard when the girls were these ages too. Meeting the emotional needs of my 5 and 7 year olds are hard too. The span of 4 babes 6months-7years is so small yet they are in such different seasons of their life. School activities, play dates, boys, vs puzzles, tantrums, exploring, and breastfeeding.
Happy. Content. Blessed. Tired.
I wouldn't change it for the world. Time goes too fast and I want to soak in every moment. I am still trying to find the balance, parent gracefully, and find joy in every moment....even the hard ones.
My social butterfly. Full of joy. Full of potential. Full of life.
Proof that time flies. Happy. Hungry. Active.
right after this picture was taken K was giving C an underdog and his head met one of the poles holding up the swing. OUCH! He had a nice large goose egg on his forehead that has now moved into two black eyes that are fading by the day. What a brave brave boy.
proof of a little black eye left