Tuesday, 17 October 2017

Being a working mom is awesome, but not today

Ever have one of those days where you should have just gone back to bed?

Today was that day. 
I woke up, went to the gym, came home and got ready for the day  all before the 2-year-old was even out of bed.
The problem, I feel, began with overconfidence.
I thought I had it all together. I was going to be out the door an hour before I usually leave the house. This would not only allow me to arrive at work in a calm, composed, collected manner (not *exactly* my usual style)…
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... but also to get some work done before I greeted my students.
Yeahhhhh... Nope.
If parenting has taught me anything, it’s to never ever EVER believe you are one step ahead. My four-year-old was happily fed and choosing her outfit for the day when the dragon toddler awoke.

Sugar and spice...
Gabby fiercely and independently declared that she wanted eggs and (even better) that she wanted to open them herself. I set her up with a hard-boiled egg at the kitchen table, marveling at this new stage of hands-off parenting I was entering. What a dream. What a gift.


I made the mistake of deciding to wander off to find the hairbrush for the four-year-old (because MULTITASKING) and that’s when it all unraveled.
Gabby helped herself to another egg and apparently peeled both, then smushed them determinedly into the living room carpet. She then began pooping in her nighttime diaper, but, intrepid adventurer that she is, she quickly stripped off her pajamas and very large diaper and, dragging them across the room, headed to the potty. Unfortunately (for me), she was still actively defecating at the time. When I turned around, our faithful hound was gleefully slurping up the spoils.
Dog banished, boiled egg and feces cleaned up, and still (miracle of miracles) on time, I breathed in deeply, choked on the pungent mélange of excrement, egg and Lysol, then cheerfully chirped, “Okay girls. Let’s get in the car!” only six decibels higher than usual.

They immediately obeyed after only seven minutes of shoe choosing and arguments and as I snapped the last car seat buckle in place, an enormous sense of relief flooded over me. Stress melted away as I closed the driver’s door and clicked the garage door opener.

Three times.
Then, a large metallic THUNK.

Fine. I am a modern woman. I calmly exited the car and pulled down on the emergency rope to manually open the garage door. It turns out, however, that if the metal BAR holding the track has suddenly just decided to BEND, then there is no way to heave up the door, no matter how much you can squat at the gym.

Problem solving skills on high alert, I opened the other garage door and hopped back in my SUV. Over the next minute, I deftly maneuvered my vehicle exactly sideways so that it was even more hopelessly trapped in the car prison, likely forever.
At this point I had three thoughts:

1.       Bad bad words.

2.       It’s too late to not go to work. As a teacher, it’s more work to find a last minute sub, send in a plan, and sort out the gong show that is not showing up than it is to run 20 miles to school.

3.       What now?

So I did what I always do when I’m in a mess.
I phoned my husband.
Unfortunately, he was busy saving lives 20 miles away at work and didn’t answer.  I followed my emergency protocol and phoned my sister. She graciously offered me the use of her vehicle but her daughter was sleeping. I unloaded my children from the car, deposited them in the running stroller, threw a booster seat on top of them and speed walked to my sister’s house.
We threw the kids and carseats (sort of in that order) in the car and I raced to day care to drop them off before driving (my sister’s vehicle) to school.

Eye twitching ever so slightly, I entered the classroom to greet my students, trying to concentrate on abstract learning while concretely wondering if my car will ever exit the garage again.

Being a working mom is awesome, but not today.

Have you ever had one of these days? Tell me I'm not alone in the comments below!

Sunday, 1 October 2017

Big and Little Coloring Devotional

Photo via Facebook

When I first had kids, I had a beautiful vision of reading to my girls from a devotional every breakfast while they listened attentively and ate everything I served them. Fast forward to a two-year-old and a four-year-old and this has yet to happen... either part really. 

Saturday, 30 September 2017

Lashing Out - a low-maintenance mom's review of magnetic lashes

Oh hi guys! It's only been about forty-seven years since my last post, so let's start things off with some close-ups of my face with no make-up on... every 34-year-old mom's dream.

This is unfortunately NOT my face.

Saturday, 22 April 2017

Wednesday, 12 April 2017

What's Your Anything?

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More Than Enough - An Easter Vow

Every spring I go on a LESS kick. Let's purge the toys, the clothes, the unhealthy snacks. Throw it all away! Love life! Goodbye things! Adios weight of physical possessions!

Wednesday, 5 April 2017

Don't Get it Twisted

I took a social media break lately. It was good, it was quiet, it was a little bit lonely (read about it here). To sum up the experience, I ended up romanticizing the break into a "stop scrolling and start living" message.  

Saturday, 25 March 2017

Life Outside the Little Squares

Recently I temporarily disabled my social media accounts on Facebook and Instagram. I love keeping up with friends and family and venting posting about the girls' daily antics but I'm probably not the first mom to say I've been reaching for my phone to get through my week. 

Sunday, 12 March 2017

10 Times Being a Mom Was Exactly Like Being a Blogger

This post was originally published on Living For Naptime

In life, we women wear a lot of hats. They may range from motorcycle helmet to derby chapeau but the gang bandana we put on when our first child is born is like a pass into a whole new hood... the motherhood.  We members recognize each other in the library, start conversations in grocery store lines and throw animal crackers in the direction of our fellow sisters before they lose their lids dealing with often hangry offspring.


Top Ten Signs You're a Girl Mom

A version of this post was originally published on Her View From Home.

Almost four years ago when I birthed my first child, Emily, I made a decision: My daughter would choose her own path. 

Saturday, 11 March 2017

4 Easy Ways to Spice up Your Mom Bun in Under a Minute

And no, I'm not talking about hamburgers. Or hot dogs. Now I'm hungry.

Thursday, 9 March 2017

A Mom Certified Review of HelloFresh Canada

Have you ever heard of the meal subscription boxes that deliver to your door? I'm pretty sure I had a dream involving fresh meals arriving at my home and then also, that I lived on a beach. 

Monday, 6 March 2017

My West Coast Trail Experience aka What Adventures are Really Like as a Mom

Me, looking for cell service (photo by The Lost Girl's Guide to Finding the World)
We all see them--- on Instagram, at Starbucks, at the hairdresser. Those uberfit cool moms who still do amazing things. We see them and we think HOW THE HECK ARE YOU BENCHPRESSING MINIVANS when I can't even get my kids into the car?

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Sunday, 22 January 2017

Top 5 Winter Must-Haves for Baby and Toddler

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Last week on Mom Tip Monday, we talked about a few outings of the indoor variety to help keep everyone from going batty inside the house on those rainy or super cold and snowy days, but the rest of the time (if your household is anything like mine) getting outside improves all of life approximately 110%.

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