Motherhood

Letting my kids help without losing my mind - via @chgdiapers #motherhood

If we were talking face to face, yes I would have made “air quotes” with my fingers when I said “help.” My kids really like help (“help”) and for that I’m grateful. I don’t want to squelch that desire to help and the sense of accomplishment they get when they finish….but let’s be honest here. Their help can be more of a hinderance than a help. [click to continue reading]

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motherhood is hard via @chgdiapers


Motherhood is hard

Day 6 of my husband being out of town. Me at home with all 3 kids, alone. During the summer so no “breaks” for school. 2 1/2 or so more days to go before Daddy gets home. I’ve been trying to keep them busy – we’ve gone to the park, had a picnic, taken a trip to Target. It’s been rough! [click to continue reading]

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Motherhood via @chgdiapers

An open letter to the lady who shot me a disgusted look and asked to move away from our table in a restaurant, because my three-year-old was throwing a fit:

Hi. You don’t know me. I’m Stacy. I’m a wife and mom to three kids born in 3.5 years during my twenties. In a breathtakingly short span of time I went from single college girl to newlywed to new mother to mother of multiples. I still wake up sometimes amazed that this is my life, thrilled and terrified that I’ve been given the opportunity to nurture these three souls. [click to continue reading]

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Bedtime is like Christmas for Moms - GO TO BED!  via @chgdiapers

Tonight as we were brushing my 5 year old’s teeth before bedtime, he said “how come you are more nice at night than in the morning?” It gave me a start and I looked at him quizzically. [click to continue reading]

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back in the groove of motherhood via @chgdiapers

OK, my kids don’t really run the house, but I wasn’t sure how to title this post. ;-) When you’re a parent, you have to decide what’s most important to you, and let some other things slide. When we had a second child, then a third, I felt like I had to pick & choose a little more. When you have a child with special needs and/or suffer from anxiety and depression, it can sometimes feel like a battle to get through the days, and hope you don’t screw your kids up. [click to continue reading]

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