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Snips and snails and puppy dog tails

Happy Hump Day!!! Can you believe it is already Wednesday and halfway to the weekend??

Yesterday’s post was a little serious so I thought today I’d lighten it up a little. Sound good? Great!

For those of you who do not know me,  I am a mom to four boys, twins who are 9, a 7yo and my baby who is 5.

Families with 4 children are not the norm anymore so when people find out I have 4 kids AND that they’re all boys, it usually leads to a stunned look and/or a gasp.

Inevitably questions follow so today I thought I’d share and answer some of my favorite questions from the past 9 years  – please note these are in no specific order and I have been asked every single one of them

  • No I am not trying to start my own (insert sport) team
  • Why yes it is always “fun” at my house, you should stop over sometime without calling first
  • OMG yes I know how LUCKY I am to have four boys and not girls. After all, girls are SO much harder to raise than boys and I will be SO happy when they are teenagers
  • Yes, twins run in my family
  • Of course they are all best friends (see #2)
  • No actually they do not ALL play sports but we still love them anyway
  • Yes I know, my food bill will sky-rocket but for now it’s ok since they exist on Elios pizza, Eggo chocolate chip pancakes and chicken nuggets
  • No I am not trying for the girl – you know how old I am right?
  • Yes I am the “queen” of my household  and treated as such (again see #2)
  • Nope, I did not plan on having 4 children, I do not come from a large family and no, before having kids I didn’t really like kids
  • Yes, the blond one is mine and as a matter of fact, his dad DOES have blond hair
  • Yup they are all mine – would I voluntarily take 4 boys out if they were not related to me?
  • Hmmm, it’s hard to say if boys “run in my family” – they do now!
  • No, it’s NEVER quiet
  • Yes, there were (and still are) lots of hand me downs but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t love to buy something cute and girly
  • I don’t know if I really save a lot on clothes but I do get away with only buying 1 pair of sneakers for them
  • Yes, I know it is very sad that I was never blessed with a girl but I am sure God feels differently (this was said to me in the Carters outlet when the twins were 3 months old)
  • At this point it is hard to imagine any of them taking care of me in my old age but I guess I have a 1 in 4 chance
  • Nope, no drama in my house. I must have dreamed the episode this morning when I was told that I am no fun ever! or when the tears started because I said it was time to take a shower
  • Oh I know I will get to have my own “daughters” when the boys grow up and get married. You know how much women LOVE their mothers-in-law
  • Thank you but I am SOOOOO not managing it or “doing it”, really I am just faking it (wink wink)

Thanks for reading.

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This is what at least one of my boys looks like on any given day

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Act 2

IMG_0407Hello friends in blogosphere, I am back from yet another self-induced hiatus. I don’t know what happened to me there in the month of December. One minute I am happily blogging about the husband offering beer to a repair man and then BAM! It’s January 2013.

Honestly, that is not entirely true. Whenever I stop blogging, even if it is for a short time, I get a sort of stage fright when I try to start another post.

I stare at the blank screen, type a couple of words and then hit delete. The longer I stare at the screen the harder it becomes to write anything. My mind starts playing tricks on me and before I know it I am doubting my abilities to put together even the simplest of sentences.

Thoughts like I’ll just try again tomorrow. I can only write in the morning. Eh, I am not feeling it, I’ll start fresh on Monday or Who cares what silly things I have to write about anyway?? run rampant through my head and before I know it, I am online shopping at the Gap of Loft.

My procrastination caused me a lot unnecessary retail therapy – that did, however, allow me to get a few awesome bargains as well as a lot of jealousy of the other bloggers I follow who had ZERO problems posting something brilliant every day.

Well it is the beginning of the new year and time to start fresh (yet again). As Hot Mrs. Jeter told me earlier, it is time for “Act 2” (see Jeter, you thought I wasn’t paying attention).

Since it is so early in the new year, I feel almost obligated to look back on 2012 and all that happened – the good, bad, ugly and mundane.

The year 2012 was a mixed bag of emotions for me. The highs were REALLY high and the lows REALLY low  – scattered amongst a bunch of in-between moments. Maybe I set my expectations too high or maybe I am just hard to please  or maybe I am just human.

There was loss in 2012. Some sad but expected and others horrible and tragic. The one positive about loss of any kind, is that it makes you take stock of your life and appreciate (even if it is briefly) family. Suddenly the husband not doing laundry or the kids fighting constantly over one blue Lego block seem inconsequential.

Milestones were a plenty in 2012.

In May, I turned 40 – much to my horror. All thost months I spent dreading May 20th seemed for naught in the end. When my birthday finally came,  I smiled (mostly) and tried not to focus so much on the number but rather the things I had learned along the way and, the things I have to still look forward to.

The twins started kindergarten and rode the bus.  L my “baby” turned 3, started pre-k AND kicked his binky habit and J potty trained! And let us not forget me becoming an assistant Soccer Mom.

2012 also brought with it a LOT of new and exciting things. I started a blog (who the hell ever knew that would happen). There are actually people out there who read my blog AND they are NOT related to me. Strangers (and loved ones) have taken time out of their day to read my blog and even comment. Holy crap!! I am truly thankful and appreciate you and your comments.

I wrote an article that was published in a real magazine (thank you Lucy and NJ Family)!! Me, I did that??!!

Old friendships were strengthened, new ones were formed and some were even rekindled.

I had a slight mid-life crisis, suffered a little lot of personal drama (most self-inflicted) and took a kettlebell class (which resulted in a back injury but that is a blog for another day).

I  lost and gained 5 pounds, went to an A-MAZING “end of the world” party and survived a trip with 4 kids to Ikea. It has been quite a year.

Through all the good and bad I have tried (not always successfully) to maintain my sense of humor and not take things too seriously. Ok, maybe  I did not handle all my situations with grace, but I did survive them and really, isn’t that all that matters?

Good bye 2012. Looking back, you were not SO bad. I am alive and thankful for all the friends and family who put up with me on a daily basis.

Ok 2013, it is time to begin Act 2. Fingers crossed, knock on wood it is gonna be a good one!!

Feeling violated (sort of)

When I decided to start blogging I told myself I would not tell any family or friends (except one special Mommy Blogger). It would be my secret, and I wouldn’t have to worry about anyone being offended or knowing too much information about me. Blogging would be a way for me to talk about things that would be too difficult in “real life.” 

Well the secret lasted maybe 2 weeks before I caved and told Mrs. Jeter. I was afraid for her to read the blog, especially since Mrs. Jeter is a phenomenal writer.  I sat at my desk waiting for her to send me an email with her thoughts (Mrs. Jeter is ALWAYS honest).

Relief washed over me when  she liked it and thought it was funny. Slowly, I started sharing the blog with select people on Facebook (the pressure of “stats” was getting to me) and eventually my family. I even worked up the courage to send invites to friends and acquaintances to follow the blog. The only people I was adamant about not sharing the blog with were co-workers and my in-laws.

 Things were going fine until this past weekend when the husband and I took the kids to LBI. The kids were eating McDonalds in the kitchen and I had gone out back to see what the husband was up to. He was at the outside table with his parents and looked like he was playing with his phone (a usual occurence). However, as I got closer I noticed that the husband was reading from his phone out loud to his parents.

NO! HE ISN’T? HE WOULDN”T? OMG NO!!!!

Panic started to flood my body and I could feel myself turning varying shades of red as I started to recognize the words that he was saying ….my mom and I often refer to my storage unit as the other woman…

O-M-G!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What are you reading? I asked with a shaky voice. Oh, just your blog the husband said.  Wait it gets better. My MIL than says Joe has shared a couple of your blogs with us before…they are SO funny (insert fake laughter). I was just so proud of you Honey. 

I sat speechless in a chair wanting to just disappear. How could the husband do that? Why the **** would he tell his freakin’ mother of all people and WTF, did she read the one I wrote about her????!!! was all I could think.

Luckily my brother-in-law strutted in with his new girlfriend and the focus was taken off me so we could pretend to be one, big, loving family for the new GF.

On the ride home all I could think about was my MIL reading my blog. She is VERY judgmental and her reading the blog, even if it was just 1 or 2 posts, tainted the experience for me. I felt vulnerable and in a way, violated.

I know the husband didn’t share the blog to be cruel, I get that. I also get that I post a blog on WordPress and anyone can read it. It’s in blogosphere for Pete’s sake. Still, a stranger reading it is not like someone you know. 

Just yesterday IT Guy stumbled on my blog and I was totally mortified. He knows me in a certain way at work and to know he was reading my blog totally weirded me out all day – especially when he would quote parts of it to me.

Is it me? I don’t know, maybe I am being overly sensitive. Anyway, I have no idea who reads my posts when they are out in the great blogosphere. I don’t know if people like them, hate them or don’t think twice about them. I guess that is sort of the point of a blog to not worry about what people will say or think and just write what you are feeling or thinking.

ps – I have to think of a way to make sure my MIL never reads my blog again!

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