Mommy.... It's my favorite name

After work my husband and I try to recap and we will be talking about daily events, occasionally one of us will say “oh did you hear ‘so-an-so’ passed away?” The other day we were all in the car and we were talking about the little boy who was left in the car and had died because of the heat.   Jacob is now immediately interested in what we are talking about. “What, mommy?”, “Who died?” “Can I see?” “Tell me about it?” I don’t know if it is just me but this is a subject that I find difficult to explain to him;   Mainly because in some instances I too find it difficult to wrap my head around.   You hope that everyone will live a long life and pass away peacefully in their beds, while this is still difficult for the family that will miss that loved one, it is easier to understand. When a little kid passes away Jake always asks “Why? They weren’t old?” This question alone, not only breaks my heart for the parents who are suffering the loss their baby, but to all the chi...

Saturday for the second time in my life I packed up an entire Rubbermaid container full of 12-month little boy clothes.   I folded and placed all the little pajamas, and outfits away for storage.   One day I will sell them along with the five other totes that are full of my little boys previous smaller sized wardrobes…(or use them again)….who knows?   But for now they are packed in this container and ready to go to my parents where I store all the tiny clothes for safe keeping. This morning I had gotten Jimmy out of his crib and was changing his clothes for school, Jake came in as he usually does to excitedly greet Jimmy for the new day.   They give their hugs and kisses and Jimmy smiles and repeats “Jakey! Jakey! Hi Jakey!” and Jake will reply back with “I missed you Jimmy; I haven’t seen you for a long time!” All so very sweet. Today as we walked out of Jimmy’s room to get loaded up in the car Jake asked me “Mommy, what are you doing with all of Jimmy’s clothe...

Yesterday morning was a beautiful day and started out fantastically. The boys and I were on time, for the first time in weeks.   So as I was driving I cranked my music and rolled down the windows to enjoy the perfect day. When my little Jake told me the music I was listening to sounded awful….Now his daddy often times doesn’t like my music, but seriously I thought I had a little more time with my fun pop radio hits before I was totally shut down by boys! When we got to school one of his little classmates who always runs to give me hugs and say hi in the morning came running like he always has, “Yay, Angie is here!” but this day he sweetly patted my tummy and exclaimed “and she having a baby!” I am not offended by this as I have 3 year old myself and the stuff that comes out of his mouth is mind-blowing. I took it with a grain a salt, however when I turned to give my Jake a kiss and this little boy lifted up my skirt “looking for the baby to come out” I got slightly more em...

When my sisters and I were growing up we got to run and bike through the streets of our neighborhood. We would play outside and meet up with the other neighborhood kids and play from sun up, until sun down.   All of our parents would call one to another to check in on us and I think each trusted we were in good care no matter what house.   That said, it didn’t matter which house, if one of us was acting up it was any parent that was allowed to discipline. We were all good kids but I can remember the two times that I said a bad word and my friend’s dad yelled at me. I remember my mom telling one of my sisters’ friends to “knock off the whining.” When this happened I didn’t run home to tell my mom that “Leah’s dad” yelled at me. I was too busy praying to God that she didn’t find out that he HAD to yell at me, because what I was doing was not behavior she would have approved of either. My Sisters and I all knew if someone else had to reprimand us for our behavior, not onl...

Being sick is no fun, you are congested or sick to your stomach, tired, fatigued and you just need to rest and sleep as much as you can until it passes. That is, unless you are a mommy (or Daddy), then you just do all the normal stuff that you do, take care of the kids, dinner, bathes, shop for groceries, work, read bedtime stories   …. and because of the rest that you need but can’t really take you just get to feel like shit for twice as long (winning!...NOT). Unfortunately the tiny little humans that you created don’t really understand or care that you are sick and don’t feel good. They are still hungry when it is dinner time and tired when it is time for baths and bed.   I just finished a winter that I was sick with tonsillitis seven times. That is about 35 days that I felt so crap-tastic that I eventually went to see an ENT about having my tonsils and android removed.   I met with Dr. Huang (who if you live in the Springfield, IL area and need an ENT I highly r...

My baby sister got married this weekend, she could not have looked more beautiful and her ceremony and reception were magnificent.   My other sister and I were her co-maids of honor. I had many ‘favorite’ memories of the day, I loved seeing her and my dad walk down the aisle and then seeing her and her new husband be announced and walk back up the isle as husband and wife.   I loved toasting to her and her new hubby at the reception and dancing the night away. But what I liked most were the moments in the bridal suite, sitting around the table with us all getting our hair and make-up done.   This was the time that we go to REALLY talk.   This was the time that we could ‘ohh’ and ‘ahh’ over each other as we would finish getting our hair and make-up done and complement each other as to how beautiful the other looked.   This was the time we talked about funny stories from when Abby was growing up.   We also got to hear about the funny stories when Ch...

Life with children is stressful, whether you are a stay-at-home parent or a “working” parent. (Those who know me know I hate both of these terms, but I will go with it, because this seems to be the common nomenclature.) Life without children is stressful, between work, school, friends, parents, siblings, money and significant others you can find yourself getting overwhelmed and then if you add kids to the mix, shit can hit the fan in about 2.2 seconds. Not everything in my life is perfect and it never will be, what a boring person I would be if I never had any struggle or challenge I had to overcome. I have recently read that I spin my blog into a picture perfect portrait of parenthood. My intent is not to seem like it is roses all the time, but I also choose to be happy.   I choose to see the “funny” in the situation; because let’s just face it, when you are cooking dinner and you have two kids throwing themselves on the ground and screaming for one reason or anothe...