Nothin like eating dinner by yourself at 9:30.
We all know our mothers are awesome. They are special to each of us. My mom is a saint, really. She has always been selfless even as mommy standards go. She loved being needed and still does. She is a special, beautiful person for it. Especially when you consider that she had to put up with my attitude. I probably let go first when I walked into kindergarten and I know I was so excited to go to college I hardly thought twice about what I was leaving behind. It wasn’t that I wouldn’t miss things, I just embraced every adventure. It’s no doubt a good thing she was there to hold me back sometimes, make me slow down, be humble, try to save me from my “too big for my britches” self, etc. The overly-independent stubbornness must have driven her crazy at times. She and I are so different that way.
But that’s the thing about moms. It doesn’t matter what their children are like, they get to be there for them unconditionally. And even learn a little.
This amazing helper, my hero, had the whole car packed with groceries, while I changed a diaper in the front seat. Saw a woman chuckling as she drove off. We shared a knowing look that yes, I have a very special boy. #proudmama #parenting #lovethisboy #oldsoul #luckiestmom
I have not watched Breaking Bad. I know enough though. I know the premise and some of the characters. After this week’s Emmy winnings, it’s hard not to want to see it, I admit. But I can still appreciate the humor of this post by an amazingly powerful writer and down-to-earth mom.
It’s possible some will be offended by this. But if you’re my friend, you’ve no doubt heard me drop a cuss word like I was part of an HBO special. It’s normally when I’m mad or passionately inspired to change something. Or maybe just cranky.
So cheers to a great history in mommy-dom.
The week we finally have a pattern emerging, we are facing the big upset of back to school! I tell ya, never say things should stay just like this, because they can’t. There’s too much around us changing. I’m still committing to make more of the good change happen than let other stuff get us down. And that brings me to another thought about essential oils.
These oils. I can’t fully explain it in the scientific way I would like, but they are making a difference for us. It’s about supporting our bodies and encouraging and stimulating our brains for all over health. (Edited)
We breath them, rub them, squirt them and ( I am ingesting them). It’s a slow process, but Davis is a willing participant and that has helped this mommy stay on track. Reese even seems to want her feet rubbed, which is progress in itself because her hypersensitivity always made her pull away before. I see her working the puzzle or studying the book and I know we have to keep trying to give her every but of support.
That’s why change of any kind is worth it. I’ve decided there are two ways to look at embarking on the oil experience… Start out by being prepared for when things happen and being able to have a first aid kit all made up and then see what happens, OR there is the other camp who first wants to address some kind of existing issue and be preventative and thoughtful up front about where to focus your efforts.
Every one is different so that’s why I throw it out there. Both options may work. For me, I am doing a little of both. I have identified my key recurring issues and we are addressing those with success. But, change happens daily around here so there are plenty of in-the-moment needs like a cut or rash, and I am trying to grab oils first.
I don’t think it’s realistic to say you are going to change your life even in 3 months and convert to all oils. I am all about baby steps. I still embrace the 14-year-old version of dorky me who quoted the classic “What About Bob” whenever possible.
“I can do anything if I take baby steps!” http://youtu.be/ncFCdCjBqcE
And this my friends is what OK with change is all about. In between the musings and the family memories, I hope to share how I’m taking these baby steps in the pursuit of accepting all kinds of change.
*Photo from What About Bob courtesy of www.chickensmoothie.com
Reese had a rough week after the adenoids surgery. Don’t think we realized how much stress it would be on her system. They sent us home with the post-op instructions (of which there is NONE, really), and said it’s normal to run a low-grade fever. Yeah, except it’s not OK for Reese.
So with my hours of sitting around with her last week, I started to think how I needed to explain all this to Davis if he asked. Sometimes it’s the easiest way to grasp something anyway, so here you go.
We all have army men inside us fighting to keep us healthy. Some of the meds Reese takes are making her weak. If she gets sick or in this case if her body is hurt, her little army men aren’t strong enough to help her feel better because of the medicines.
This tickles me. Hubs has kids so I’m in his car for a #change. The bow is a great reminder of what a wonderful daddy he is. #feelgoodmoment #parenting #teamwork #partnerinlife #ourstory #superdad
Made a special blend today for a new friend in need of some hormone help for her very young teenage daughter. Really hoping she feels better soon. I know just what it’s like to have a sick kid and feel completely helpless. I don’t want any parent to feel that way if I can help it! #parenting #dragonmom #naturalhealing #dropsofchange
It can be so draining when she clings to me all day but then I am completely lost when I am away from her for long. She slept all night in her crib and then our trick for getting out to breakfast was that she not see me so she wasn’t upset for the abuelos. By the time we got back, she was down for her nap. So it’s been 16 hrs since I’ve held her and I really want to crawl in there and snuggle.
Needed a little peace of mind tonight. I started going to bed 3 hours ago, but I have to share from even a little earlier.
Davis was of course thirsting for our attention and we started up with a bedtime book when Reese just wasn’t having it. Reese is still coming off high dose steroids and valums, so we spent a couple hours accommodating her fussiness with little success. Wild man wiggled his hiney in the shower and danced around saying good night for an extra 5 minutes. Poor guy got skipped on a book because I got distracted with her and was sent to bed at 8 (his actual bed time, not the summertime flexible schedule bed time).
But he begged for a book and I know it’s hard to sleep when you can hear us down the hall not just talking, but talking about Reese and talking TO Reese, your baby sister who is still awake and you’re supposed to be in bed. I finally caved on his third attempt to lure me in, like a black widow hiding in the corner, I’ve decided. He puts a little bait out to get you closer. Mom, my leg hurts. (Of course it does, your sister just spent 2 days in hospital, again. I would expect you to lobby for attention.)
I’ve been using these new oils to show my love and give him that mommy attention. Just me and him. Rubbed allergy combo on his feet and neck, targeted several bug bites with a new combo I made for the trip, read The Greedy Snake and said good night.
Hubby and I take turns watching Reese sleep. It’s still too soon to relax. I was so done for the night at 10. Got Reese in bed with some Franc and Lavender diffusing. And I believe I was drifting off sprawled on the edge of the bed (fully clothed, on top of the covers) while B took a shower.
Oh but wait there’s a child in pain screaming in his sleep and I have to snap to. Poor little man either had growing pains or a charlie horse but it was bad. Never seen him so crazed and obsessed with a pain. I tagged Bryan to head back into Reese’s watching party, while Nonny went for a banana and water and I grabbed my sample dose of a muscle pain reliever oil. Rubbed all over his legs as he writhed around and about 20 min later he was asleep again.
Phew! Crisis averted. Aside from his pain I was also afraid he would wake Reese and then we would never sleep. Ah yes sleep. Um, not going to sleep now with adrenaline pumping through me after all that commotion.
Showered and mentally unwound but I’m still here. Had to share because my unwinding helped me realize how many oils I just used in one evening. All of it helping me keep peace of mind that I can help all my loved ones. I even rubbed lavender on hubs forever skin rash and Reese’s medical tape burns. And a little sleepy time smell for me.
And of course I had a good laugh at the sheer absurdity that I literally just got home from the hospital with one kid and was quickly facing a new pain with the other. Laughing at my life’s disregard for sleep and routine. Laughing because even after a real shampoo I still can tell I washed my hair with body wash in the hospital. And because eating PB and crackers in bed is totally normal for me because I’m always on Reese watch.
But we are not in the hospital so that is the best kind of peace of mind. Sleep tight.