I am trying....TRYING to get better food into my kids.
Every morning I make pancakes --- I do use a premade mix, but I add an egg and feel that it's better quality food than sugary cereal.
Anyway --- sometimes I let them eat their pancakes in front of their morning show.
(don't judge me)
I totally forgot to clear up the plates and was super excited when I saw a such a clean one! Then I realized that it had not been cleaned by a human child -----
Well, I did it. With the help of my family and friends, I made it into and out of surgery for the removal of my lipoma (fatty tumor) that's been growing on the back of my head. (eeeewwwww.....)
I was very nervous. I had a ton of anxiety over it. I barely slept for the two nights before hand. I kept thinking of ways to get out of it. But thanks to Tracy who drove up on Thursday night so she could watch the kids Friday; I was at the operating center by 6:00 am Friday morning.
And everything went pretty smoothly. The tumor was a nasty thing -- and it had tentacles. Seven. (eeeewwwwww.....) Ironically that was one of my nightmares ---that there were tentacles growing down and into my brain, etc. But it's all been shipped off to THE LAB.
The worst part of my waking up --- I couldn't see! There were scratches on my corneas!! FYI: taping eyelids shut is a common practice to keep your eyes moist during an operation. No one really offered up an explanation on exactly how the scratches occurred. It just plain old sucked Instead of having head pain, my eyes were killing me. It felt like someone had thrown sand in them. And they were super sensitive to light.
It's been over 48 hours and my eyes are almost back to normal. I still feel tired and a little light headed at times. But it's back in the Mommy saddle tomorrow. Brian has been wonderful ---- kids have pretty much been cared for by him. And I've tried to take as much time to rest as possible.
And guess what? I can't stand the taste of Coke now!! Can you believe it?
Ha! Just kidding --- it wasn't the tumor. Darn.
Proof!
aaaahhh....the bittersweet moments in raising your kids.
I don't want to rush things.......but when I'm in the thick of it, there are days I can't wait for the next "level".......a little more independence.......not so reliant on me.
Then I want to burst into tears at the fact that another year has gone by and they don't need me as much and are growing up to be so independent.
Waaaaa!
What a year! I couldn't have asked for Emily's K year to be more special. A wonderful teacher, a great class, and she simply enjoyed herself. I was library Mom on Wednesdays.......please be sure to check out my award.
William had a "rocky" start to his year --- he had a lot to catch up on (in preschool terms), but by the end, I have to give the little guy credit --- he did an amazing job. I think he misses the routine of school and his buddies the most!
It was a year of hard work, new routines and major achievements!
Good Bye lovely preschool and hello First Grade for Emily and Kindergarten for William!
Emily's last day of Kindergarten
William's last day of pre-school
Received his diploma! We're at the school sing finishing up with his class1
Emily in her Barbaloot costume for the LORAX play
Today marks the official "first day of summer vacation". Which I've looked forward to eagerly and with fear. I wanted to get a schedule mapped out for our days and not get sucked into too much TV. I was successful with having playdates for each child. I bombed wihen it came to not watching TV. Having to sit in front of my computer while I had two kids whining about how hungy they were, how thirsty, they just wanted to watch a show, they were tired, they didn't want to go outside, etc, etc. UGH!
It is next to impossible to answer e-mails with two kids hanging over you!! So I turned on the TV
I feel as if I'm always scambling to keep my head above water.
I've really, really struggled with balancing work and Motherhood. I will fully admit it is much, MUCH harder than I had every anticipated. And I haven't thought Motherhood by itself has been that easy!!
At the park today I met a woman who was watching her Grandaughter for the day. She came up to me and sat down and said, "I remember being a mother of young children. I loved it but there were times I felt so empty. I could never understand why I was always so tired. It wasn't like I was jogging! I was just constantly moving and doing all these things for my kids."
I just about fell off the curb I was balancing my butt on ---- honestly, I wondered who on earth had sent this woman over to me because she was literally reading my mind.
"Did you feel that it was worth it?" I asked. (I was referring to the sacrafice of staying at home vs. following a career path, but I didn't need to explain that --- she got it right away)
"Oh definitely. But you have to take care of yourself. It's so important." She told me.
"It's so hard! I want to carve 30 minutes out for myself, but I sometimes can't even do that!" I lamented.
"You HAVE to! You just have to."
We chatted for a few more minutes but I honestly thought I might see her beam back up to heaven. It was such a spot on conversation.
Balance. Putting the oxygen mask on yourself first so that you can rescue everyone else."
Well ---- one "sign" a day is something but TWO signs --- my Mother's Day gift arrived.
JULIBOX.
how to read into this???
Bring it on!