Though I have been that “mom on her iPhone at the park” checking a work email or sending a photo to Daddy while he’s on the business trip (dirty looks and all), I try to keep my eyes on my kids more than on my phone. I don’t judge others but I’m aware of the pull of technology and try to keep myself in check. Bedtime with Mommy is a story, some rocking, a little back rubbing and a kiss and hug goodnight. It has always bugged me that my husband would just sit on the rocking chair and play on his phone while my son went to sleep.
So, why did I spend the last few nights in that rocking chair with my nose in my phone? Let me back up. [click to continue reading]
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]
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]
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]
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]