Monday, April 17, 2017

t’s a Bird, It’s a Plane, It’s…

I bet you thought I was going to say superman, huh?
 Well, it’s just me. Although, sometimes I feel like I am a superhero, trying to save the world, one child crisis at a time. 
I believe women were born to multi-task … some are better at it than others. I would like to think that I’m okay at it because God saw fit to make me the mommy of not one, not two, but three little girls (so far). Each of my daughters have very different personalities, which can make for some very interesting moments.

Olivia turned one and she is such a sweet baby but she has a bit of a temper. The other day she was wanting a cookie, I told her no. She did not like my answer, so what did she do? She got up on both of her knees, threw her head forward and headbutted the floor. She ended up with a good size bruise, Then she did it again! She has been teething nonstop for the past 3 months. Seven teeth later, and she is finally getting happier. I’m hoping this temper is just a phase, and it will soon pass. Fingers crossed.

Talia is two and a half, and she is a little ball of energy. She is always on the go and loves to climb on everything! I like to call her happy feet, because she stays so busy. When she finally settles down, she always wants her back to be rubbed. The other night I spent an hour and a half rubbing her back and she still wouldn’t fall asleep. Little weasel. We are also potty training and, well… that’s a process.

Stella is four, going on fourteen. She doesn’t hesitate to tell me I’m doing something wrong. I mean, she does have more life experience, doesn’t she? I was helping her build something once, and she said, “ No mom, that’s not how we do that”, or “You’re not doing it right”. Oh, well excuse me! She is a very chatty little girl. Her mouth is like a business-it runs from the time the light turn on all the way to closing time. She can be helpful (when she wants to be), and loves to be in charge!

Most days, I feel like we have it all together: we are on schedule and the chores are getting done. The girls are sharing, and obeying. Plus, they are clean, fed and happy! I count those as successful days. At the end of the day I feel like Supermom. Then, BOOM, I go from superhero to superZERO overnight. The sink is full of dishes, the baby wants to be held, laundry needs folding, all while I’m trying to make lunch and break up an argument. Everything that could possibly goes wrong, does. It never fails. 

I also have those moments when all three of the girls cry at the same time. I call it synchronized crying. Personally, I think they do it on purpose; they have it all planned out. They plan a pow wow in the middle of the night and schedule when to ruffle mom’s feathers.

I remember asking Stella one time, “Why are you crying?” Her response: “I don’t even know!”

My mom used to say “Be careful, one day you will have a kid that acts just like you or even worse.“ Well mom, you were right! Yes, i did just say my mom was right.

We all have ‘interesting’ days at home with our children, but make the most of the good times. If they are having a good time, join in and don’t sweat the small stuff. 

The moments I feel most heroic are not the ones where everything gets done on my list (that is a bonus, though). It’s when i see my little girls happy and healthy! 

It helps when Stella gives me a little bit of encouragement: “Your the best Mom ever!” 

So, are you sweating the small stuff?


  1. "Sweating the small stuff" for me is literally sweating. At the ripe old age of 39 (going on I think 24) and the mother of four kids from 2 to 16, I am often wondering why it's so hot all the time and others around me are wearing sweaters!
    But I find accomplishment when my 2 year old hears that someone is sick so she puts her hand on them and says "dear Jesus, please heal (insert name). We love you. Amen." Oh, those moments are priceless.
    When my 16 year old says "ok, ok, ok mom, you're right, sorry." This is also a moment for the books!
    And when my 12 year old is explaining the Gospel to my 7 year old on Easter Sunday, well, there aren't many words to describe the joy in my heart!
    God works miracles so easily and all the while I'm sweating my tushy off. At the end of the day, I can rest easy in knowing that my kids know who gave them salvation. As Forrest Gump would say "One less thang" to worry about!

  2. I have very few days where I feel like supermom. Just know that I often look at you with your girls and all you do and ask "how in the world does she function with all of them?", because I can't function well with two sometimes.

  3. I've never been a supermom. and sometimes I'm amazed at all that you and Stephanie get accomplished while having a child attached to your hip. : )

  4. I don't think I ever "super-mommed" the way you two young girls are ! And Jill, I will have to add you to the group of super moms too! You all make me tired just hearing about all you accomplish! Phew!