Well that doesn't taste good

I mean really?!?!? I found this video from November and it makes me smile every time. What was God thinking in letting me be a mother. " haha.. Watch this guys. See that awkward sensitive jaded girl- I'm going to make her a mom. This should keep us entertained for a while" (loud uproar of applause and laughter from the angels). 

To Be Honest

I was recently at a party where I had several women tell me (after I had drunk a beer or two and began spurting of stories of motherhood) that I should write a book. First of all- what crazy mother has time to write a book (unless of course she doesn't care about sleep or her children). Second of all, after I deflated my head a bit and took a big dose of humility I realized its sad that people don't get the "truth" about motherhood. And I can't blame social media. Yes, its easy to only post the best pictures of your children, blog only about about your children's wild successes or the many crafts that you have done with them this week. But if these women were laughing at me for telling me the truth that means that don't even hear it from their girlfriends. Their Friday nights Moms Night Out groups apparently are either comparing about whose child is a better crawler (SERIOUSLY??- well the answer is MINE!) or talking crap about their husbands... because apparently nobody is talking about sex after babies, the REAL story of childbirth, how gross toddlers really are, the nights when mommy is the only one crying, the nights when you seriously consider telling the dogs to babysit and hopping in the car for a LONG drive.

A real car ride with a toddler.. I believe I said no to ice cream on a snow day. 

I love being a mom. I adore my boys. But pardon my French- this shit is hard. Being a mom is not for the weary. I'm not sure what the pinteresty moms do to cope. I wish they would show the real picture... Either of the, smoking pot while they are doing the crafts (only way to relax I suppose while making pumpkins out of quilts and having two perfect children sitting nagging you) or post a picture of the nanny.
And date night?  Date? What in the world is that. I hear of moms who get weekend get a ways and weekly date nights! What?! First all our money is going for toddler socks and pacis (both have a knack for coming up missing), diapers and a ridiculous amount of food for two small people under 30 pounds. When we do get to get away we eat so ridiculously fast that we don't even have time to talk about anything but the kids poop routine for the day..." Two dirty diapers huh?" With toddlers you learn to scarf down food because if you don't you don't eat. Someone will need you for something so you better hurry.

And showing up to church on time..... Well that's a blog post all for itself. I love my crazy life-- but sometimes at the end of the day my only prayer is "dear God.... Amen"

TT

My baby is 6 months. I am trying to soak in every second since I know he's my last.

TT has 2 teeth and one more coming in. He loves to eat green beans, squash, apples, and mum mums. I have to put rice in all of it to make it thick...:) he's going to be eating pizza next month like his brother.

He is finally rolling over! Now that he has figured it out he rolls all over the house. I'm afraid he's going to be walking soon like bro too. Yikes! Bryan and I have timed it and he can sit 3 seconds. Haha.

He LOVES Ethan and smiles every time he sees him.

His teachers say he is the sweetest baby in the class...till he's not. A little Jekyll and Hyde. On a completely different note he's a boy who takes after his momma.

I love this little blonde haired blue eyes sweetness.

Say CHEESE!

I mean really?

So, I think social media has made me more anxious than I already am( if that's even humanly possible). I look around on FB, Pinterest & blogs and see peoples holidays PERFECT. Their kids not only saw Santa in matching monogrammed outfits, but they also hosted holiday parties, went on a vacation, got their kids ridiculous amounts of expensive toys and made handmade Christmas presents for their kids teachers. I mean REALLY?? In reality holidays around here, and I expect for a lot of people is survival. Bryan works 14+ hours 6 days a week during December... Leaving me alone with two hooligans. We tried to be generous with our family gifts and so I neither had the money nor energy to make gifts for my kids teachers or my friends. We not only didn't host a party, but didn't make it to the ones we were invited to. Our house looks like Toys R Us threw up. We went to the hospital to see both of our new nieces, but only lasted till meltdowns began.

Maybe if i didn't check social media i wouldn't feel like a Christmas failure. Unfortunately its human nature, especially for women, to compare. But I do have a choice and I will chose to see the success of this holiday

1) we are all still alive and somewhat clean
2) Ethan can pick out and say baby jesus and mama Mary in the nativity
3) we have a new appreciation for how hard daddy works to provide for us
4) we may not have made the parties, but we spent the time bonding as a family
5) we didn't see santa, but we spent time laughing and screaming at the choochoos at the mall instead

I, Sarah, am a horrible comparer. It gets me in trouble a lot. But God asks to have a thankful heart. And a thankful heart turns into a happy heart. And boy do i have loads to be thankful for!!!

It's Beginning to Look A Lot Like Chaos.. I mean Christmas

It's the holidays around here and I love/hate it. I love that we are celebrating the birth of Christ, I love the joy on the kids faces, I love Santa and Christmas trees.. but I could do with out the stress and chaos for sure. Bryan and I are working to take a day at a time and taking all the oppurtunities we can to enjoy the moment.

 

This year Ethan is old enough to enjoy the wonder of Northpark this winter. The trains at Northpark was PERFECT for a little boy that loves ChooChoos. He runs around like a little crazy person pointing and screaming "CHOO CHOO CHOO CHOO CHOO!" Mom came with us one time and the playground went again. He gets just as excited no matter how many times he goes. I hope always get this excited abotu the little things.

 

Trains with Moke

 

Northpark also has Storytime with Santa, Grinch and a new addition of the puppet show. It's so cute and perfect for toddlers. It lasts about 5 minutes and the kids can sit the stroller and relax. Dana, Tara, Norma Lisa and the kiddos went up today. It certainly was an event to get the toddlers and babies to behave. I like Carter trying to get out of the stroller. 

 Tyler and Ethan BOTH love the tree. I wasn't going to put one up this year thinking that it was just going to be torn down (which it has been).. but the tree is small and falling apart so I don't care. We decided not to put up the ornaments (which is a great idea since Ethan likes to pull the tree down), so I made paperchains and Ethan helped me to put them up. Then we strung them from the ceiling of the dining room.

 

 It's been nice outside so we are out in the yard- A LOT! Ethan is not fan of the hat or the jacket, but now he knows when he puts them on that he gets to go "side."

 

We have loved finding a church we love, Christ Church Plano. But this past Sunday, we needed some family time with all 4 of us. So we skipped church and headed to Pancake house- where Ethan ate way more than Bryan or myself. =) Both boys love eating with us... they love the treat of chocolate milk out of a straw and placemats with Mickey Mouse on them. It's the little things you know

 

 

Now that Tyler is working on sitting up we have gotten a lot of the toys out and SOMEONE is getting a "tad" jealous and yelling "MINE! a lot.. oh lovely.

I dont mean to brag- but SERIOUSLY! I have the worlds cutest children. SERIOUSLY!!! We had a special treat of eating lunch with the Bloems and Bridgette loved playing with the "baby" and Tyler loved her. PeekaBoo has never been so fun.

It continues to dawn on me that Tyler is my last baby. There are days when I want both of my boys to be "big" and be able to talk and take care of themselves. But then I stop and realize it wont be too long from now when neither of the boys will want me to rock them to sleep, snuggle on the couch, or help them out of bed.. so I am soaking in every second.

My baby

I am loving every second of Tyler. Just knowing that he is my last baby reminds me to soak in every moment. He is so fun to watch too. T is my little funny face- because honestly have you seen this face? He is ridiculously expressive.

 

He has started to roll over on the bed... and thinks he is so funny when he starts to move. He HATES bathtime and could do without the car too. Which would be fine if those weren't Ethan's favorite things. They are certainly each their own creatures.

 

 

On our evening walks he has moved to the "big boy" seat and Ethan thinks it's too funny. He laughs and points saying "TT!!TT!!"

 

To sooth himself to sleep he sucks on his fingers and would much rather sleep with me or on me than in his crib but he is sleeping through the night in his own room. There are certainly nights however that I linger in holding him and SLOWLY put him back in bed.

He is already doing things that I am not ready for- playing with his toys, recognizing voices and faces, talking, laughing, moving, reaching to hold his own bottle- SLOW DOWN TIME PLEASE!!!