Scraping Our Knees And Jumping On Trampolines

We recently enrolled Declan in MY GYM which is essentially a real life Barney and Friends play place, minus the depressed person dressed in a giant dinosaur suit making the rest of the room uncomfortable with his too long hugs.

They have organized classes that you attend once a week and free play time slots during the week where the children can recklessly abandon their inhibitions through climbing, running, and sliding.

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(Declan with Miss Elise)

It’s a far cry from my pre-baby life of scanning Pinterest all day working at a desk.

Still, somewhere in between the opening and closing circle time songs it hit me:

This is my life.

And it’s funny, because I love it.

If I’m being honest, I don’t think I ever fully thought out being a mom.
I knew I wanted to be one.
That part was a no brainier for me.
But would I work? Stay home?
Would I do homemade crafts and bake all day or would we watch a lot of tv and order take out?
It just never crossed my mind until it became a reality.
Once pregnant I was flooded with all of the information and possibilities.
Truth is, being a mom in today’s world is overwhelming.
We are expected to attend mommy and me yoga, feed our picky eaters organic flaxseed kale smoothies, and have daily Pinterest worthy activities to flaunt on our Instagram pages.

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Your kid can climb the stairs and stack cones but can he find the xylophone in your homemade flash cards?

Wait, you don’t have homemade flash cards?!

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I’ve fallen in love with My Gym because it gives my son a chance to have a childhood reminiscent of my own.
It allows him to interact with other kids without all the overachieving bs.

There’s nothing wrong with teaching your kids, please don’t misunderstand me.

But at a stage where I can barely get him to sit still long enough to put a clean diaper on I just don’t see the production in strapping him in his high chair and forcing him to look at a C-A-T over and over again.
The childhood I long for my son to have involves learning through living and interacting as well as through books and games.
Childhood is such a precious gift and I refuse to take that away from him in order to enroll him in kindergarten a year sooner.

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Can we not even talk about kindergarten please?

He’s got at least 13 years of schooling in his future.
For now I would rather focus on teaching him kindness, the importance of being active, and how to interact with others.
If flash cards and pre-req kindergarten materials are your forte then that’s awesome and rock on!

Tell your kid to give Declan a ring when they’re done.

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Because this kiddo is just not ready for that kind of life.

So in the meantime we will be over here scraping our knees and jumping on trampolines.

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Spending Time With Your Children: Guest Blog

Today I would like to introduce everyone to a friend of mine!

Meet Ricky.

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Daddy to Aven, boyfriend to Lindsey, and entrepreneur.
Derek and Ricky have known each other since they were kids so it was pretty cool when we found out we were going to be having our sons only two months apart.

Ricky recently approached me about doing a guest post and I was happy to oblige.
I love connecting with other people and that goes for the rest of my readers too.
If you’re a fellow blogger or even if you’re not and just have something you’d like to share, please feel free to message me and I would be happy to have you do a guest blog!

I enjoy Ricky’s blog as it is filled with lots of uplifting, motivational posts.
He really has a knack for inspiring people and I encourage you to check it out.
(If you would like to read more, you can hop on over to his blog here!)

Enjoy!

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SPENDING TIME WITH YOUR CHILDREN

As kids, spending time with mom or dad was a magical time.
Every child looks at their parents like they are true super heros.
They hang on every word of advice their dad offers them.
While being overwhelmed by the amount of love and joy their mother gives them.

Having a strong and powerful relationship with your children is essential for them to grow and become the best they can be. Parents play such a vital role in the development of their kids, whether thats a good role or a negative one. In today’s society A lot of families have lost that special touch. We are living a a fast pace environment, Where sit down dinners turned into fast food drive throughs. Where sharing stories of our day turned into staying silent and watching made up stories on television. Where spending time with our children was only the drive from home to the daycare.

A huge reason I believe this is happening is the demand of providing a life in today’s world. We need money for everything. Even for basic living sources such has water, food and shelter. What makes it worse is most are only taught how to work for money instead of having money work for them. With most jobs barely offering enough money to get by, most families are forced to have the father and mother both work long hours, almost every day, every month, year and year again.

To me this is unacceptable. That is why I have looked for opportunities that will allow me not just financial freedom but time freedom. I don’t just want to stop there either. I want to help as many other people and families achieve the same type of freedom. To bring back the comfort and joy of being a connected and unified family.

Wouldn’t you rather be the coach then the parent in the stands or the one that is at work?
Wouldn’t you rather be the one cooking your kids meals then a fast food restaurant who has signs warning of chemicals that have been known to cause cancer?
Wouldn’t you rather spend your time with your kids and your family then at some job?

There are more efficient and effected ways to earn an income while not sacrificing precious time in your children’s lives!

If your interested in hearing about these opportunities please contact me at: https://www.sfacebook.com/onethought11

Month Five

Happy five months to my little man!
Time continues to fly by and each month feels shorter than the last.

Giggles:

Declan laughs daily but this Saturday was the first time he did an all our baby giggle, thanks to his daddy.
I tried to get it on video but naturally he stopped once the camera was rolling.
Still, baby giggles are the best.

Steam Rolling:

He’s taking rolling over to a new level and now uses it as a form of transportation.

I love watching him figure out how to get from point A to point B with the skills and resources he has.

He’s also almost crawling which is just stupid ridiculous.

Kissing Machine:

Probably my new favorite thing he does.

Declan loves to grab your face, pull you in close, and give you “kisses”.

Which is also known as opening his mouth for you to kiss him.

This video is the closest I have been able to get to documenting it.

Puppy Love:

Declan loves our dog Tucker.

He could be in the middle of a crying fit and the second Tucker walks into the room his face lights up and he is all smiles.

Tucker likes him too, but he isn’t the biggest fan of his fur getting ripped out all the time.

Rice Cereal:

At his 4 month check up the doctor suggested I start introducing rice cereal into Declan’s diet.

Unfortunately little man is not a fan.

At all.

We’ve tried a few times with the same results every time.

Luckily it’s not like he needs it for nutrition or anything, so I will probably just wait another month and go straight to avocados.

Lullaby, No Goodnight:

Little man has decided to change his sleep schedule.

Again.

Now he has decided that he’d rather not nap at all during the day and instead fall asleep around 6:30-7:00 pm every night.

While the time alone is really nice, he has also decided that our new rise and shine time is about 4:30 am every morning.

So now I’m trying to readjust my body.

Additionally, pretty much the only way he lets us put him down these days is if we sing “You Are My Sunshine” to him 100 times.

Pterodactyl Screams:

Declan has found his pipes and boy are they loud!

It’s cute really.

He gets super excited and screams bloody murder.

But while I find it endearing I don’t think people in public places feel the same.

Such a video heavy post, I know, but they best represent what I’ve been saying!

All and all it’s been a good month.

Lots of fun, lots of work, lots of love.

Happy 5 Months Coo Bear!

Sit ups for daaaays.

P.S.

I have a really exciting announcement on Friday for everyone!

On my blogs new Facebook page I originally said I would be announcing on November 30th but I realized that is a Saturday so I decided to do it on the 29th instead.

Stayed tuned, I’m really excited and I think you guys will like it!

Month Four

Where is the time going?
A year ago I had just found out I was pregnant and was game planning how to cover up the fact that I wasn’t drinking at my own birthday party.
And now that baby I prayed and prayed for is here, and already four months old!
I find myself taking more videos and pictures, desperately trying to freeze these moments that keep flying by.
At the same time, I am eager to watch him grow.
To try his first avocado.
To take his first steps.
Say his first words.
The joy and pride I feel as a mom when I see Declan hit a new milestone is indescribable.
So what’s new in little man’s world?

This past month has been hectic.
It seems like every time we get into a groove Declan changes it up.
He was sleeping longer during the night but just this past week he went back to waking up every 2-3 hours.
On top of that he wakes up every morning around 3-4 am and will eat for 45+ minutes.
I’m not sure what that’s all about but it is exhausting so I hope he goes back to sleeping more soon.
Naps are still the bane of his existence but we have been getting better at tricking him into them.
On the flip side, he is the master of taking 5-10 minute power naps rather than full ones.
I recently read an article 12 Features of a High Need Baby and found that Declan fit into virtually every category.
If you have a high need child then you know how challenging it can be at times.
I loved this article because it really helped me to understand Declan better and reminded me that a lot of these features that are challenging parent-wise now are actually going to aide him in being a driven, independent boy later on in life.
The wonderful thing about my son is that although he is high need he is also high reward.
His advanced motor skills and alertness make playtime so much fun.
He is a bundle of energy and is truly a very happy baby overall.
This video was is from two weeks ago and it gives you a good idea of how active Declan is.

Now that I have come to terms with the fact that I don’t have a “normal” baby that sleeps all the time/does things at the average pace I have been able to really adapt our routine to one that fits him.

And even though I often find myself starting the day at 4 am it is more than worth it.

Happy four months my little coo!

Mommy loves you.

Twenty-Seven

In case anyone was wondering, this is what would have happened if Fievel had gone South rather than West.

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Between this guy and a home where the original owner had just died in it I would say our hunt this weekend was less than successful.

And now that you’re nice and hungry, have you ever been to Which Wich?

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It’s essentially Subway, if Subway didn’t suck.

They have all different kinds of bags [turkey, chicken, italian, veggie, etc] and from there you customize what you want on it, give it to them, and they make it for you.

We discovered it two weeks ago while house hunting because we wanted to try a local spot since we plan on living in the area and we’ve been two weekends in a row now.

It may make another appearance in our belly’s for this Saturday’s hunt, you never know.

[It probably will].

I hope I’ve convinced you to find one.

Now on to the Bump-Date!

**Note: I’m actually 28 weeks today. All posts will be a week behind**

27 WEEKS

[Please don’t mind my crazy eyes in the photo]

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THE AWESOME:

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-I DO-

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This weekend we had the pleasure of attending our friend’s Ken and Jill’s wedding.

It was a very romantic wedding and they even made a short film about their love story which was incredible and made me cry.

Plus they had a photo booth which was so much fun!

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I’m so happy we got to celebrate with them!

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-I’VE GOT THE BUG-

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The shopping bug that is.

Whoever says boys clothes are not as fun to buy is so wrong.

I walked into a Carter’s this weekend just to look since it was right next door to Which Wich and I walked out with all of these clothes.

Derek reminded me that I should probably cool it until after our baby shower, otherwise people won’t have anything else left to get us!

But here are some things I am in love with right now.

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Wish List & Their Links:

1. Giraffe Cloud B Sound Machine Soother: I’m very musical so I love the idea of getting Declan something to put him to sleep that involves music.

2. Football Hat: I die every time I see this. It must be mine. It just must.

3. Diaper Bag: I really love the idea of having a diaper bag that doesn’t scream, “Yes I am a mom and now I have no fashion sense because of such”. Lol

4. Crib Mobile: It matches his room oh so perfectly.

5. Glider Pillow: Derek’s mom always sang this song to him when he was little. I love the idea of keeping the tradition going and I love this throw pillow.

6. Alligator Throw Blanket: This is the bedding I want for little man. Hot damn I hope it’s still around in the next few months. I may end up just buying this now haha.

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-I SEE YOU, BABY-

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Speaking of things I love, Derek’s dad Dennis just bought us our baby monitor and I could not be more excited!

It’s crazy to think that in just a few short months we will be using it.

We also got to go to dinner with Dennis and catch up which was really nice and overdue.

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THE AWKWARD:

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-STRIPPER NAMES AND MOOD SWINGS-

Sunday Derek and I were driving to Sam’s Club to get dog food and a few other things.

I was cranky because I was hungry and sleepy and was complaining about something.

One way or another the conversation shifted to what Derek’s stripper name would be.

 [because naturally a conversation would go from food to stripper names in 2 seconds]

Derek’s family calls him Der Der [pronounced dur, dur] so I proudly proclaimed:

“Your name would be Der-Der-icious!”

I then proceeded to lose my shit.

I could not stop laughing and kept saying,

“It’s so funny! I’m so funny!”

I ended up laughing so hard that I was crying and couldn’t see the road through my tears.

This lasted for a good 3 minutes before I was finally able to compose myself.

I guess that’s what they mean when they talk about going from one extreme emotion to another during pregnancy.

For the record, I still think Der-Der-icious is some of my best work.

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-MATCH MAKER, MATCH MAKER, MAKE ME A MATCH-

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Derek and I often end up matching our outfits on accident so this is nothing new for us.

What’s funny/awkward however is that on this particular day, we had three different people throughout the day comment on it.

“How cute you’re matching!”

“Yeah we always end up doing that on accident but when we need to match we never do.”

“I’m so jealous, that’s so sweet!”

Then there was a guy who said something about us still celebrating St. Patrick’s Day together and another girl who thought it was “adorable” that we match.

So random.

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-OUCH, CHARLIE-

My new body hates me.

Back pains started this week, my sciatica feels like it has gotten worse, and we’ve just added leg cramps to the equation.

I’ve actually had really bad calf cramps since I was a kid.

It feels like my muscles are grinding together and the pain is excruciating.

Once [long before I was pregnant] Derek actually picked me up and took me to the urgent care because he was so concerned about them.

The doctors have never been able to find out why exactly I get them so bad and so often.

So when I read that you can get leg cramps in pregnancy I knew I was screwed.

Sure enough, these past couple weeks they have come on full force.

Just this week I had at least two.

I wake up screaming and Derek instinctively goes straight to my leg to massage it out and help me stand up because it happens that often.

He manages to forget the whole thing by the morning but I am usually left with a horribly sore calf muscle which in turn keeps me out of the gym that day.

If anyone knows of any remedies for this I am willing to try just about anything!

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-MILK-

This is gross to me, but according to Derek:

“Everyone knows that is what happens babe.”

Okay fine.

But I was just laying in bed minding my own business and all of a sudden I felt something wet on my chest, only to discover that it was in fact my boob…

Leaking.

No book can prepare you for when the symptoms start actually happening to you because it is awkward as shit.

I will leave it at that.

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CRAVINGS:

Apples and pesto, separately.

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THINGS I’M LOOKING FORWARD TO:

Sunday Sunday Sunday!

Can’t wait to see my in-laws!

Hopefully Declan will give them some good kicks while they are here.

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THINGS I MISS:

Iced Tea.

I used to guzzle it down nonstop.

Also my feet.

It’s getting harder and harder to see them while standing.

Who knows what kind of shenanigans they are up to without me watching them all the time.

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BABY NOTE:

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Here’s to family!

ICEE What you Did There

I think Grandma Lucy said it best when she frequently referred to me as a “little shit”.

Got to love an honest woman.

As an adult I have to admit that she had sound reasoning for this.

And now, a story.

            The K-Mart Incident of 1991.

I remember it as a hot day, but that’s probably because I was dead set on getting an ICEE inside the store, so naturally one of my arguments for my behavior would have to be the weather.

Yes, the weather.

I blame the heat for my actions.

            So there we were, my younger brother Chris in the shopping cart cover and me sitting illegally in the cart itself.

When I saw it.

The mini K-Mart food court and an unmistakable ICEE sign.

I was no rookie.

I spent a lot of time in that K-Mart and I was well aware of the slushy treasure within its walls.

            I started like I always do, planting the seed.

“Mom, ICEES!”

Mom: “No Andrea. You aren’t being a good girl so you don’t get one.”

This is mistake number one.

A previous occasion we were home and I wanted a cookie.

She gave me her “you’re not being a good girl” nonsense which every kid knows is code for “I just don’t want to” and I unleashed a toddler’s fury.

Thinking she could claim victory over me, she put me on time out.

She began to walk away, proud of her accomplishment over her first born child, and that’s when I let her have it.

By let her have it, I of course mean that I self-inflicted pain.

I banged my head repeatedly against the wall until she had no choice but to let me off of time out.

I had tapped into her soft spot.

My sweet mom who couldn’t bare to watch her child in pain.

Excellent.

She then graveled and fed me cookies until I couldn’t see straight.

Or at least that is how my four year old self likes to remember it.

            So here we are again, me with my dukes up and her with hers.

Embarrassed by my screaming we leave K-Mart WITHOUT an ICEE.

This is mistake number two.

Oh mom.

So young, so naïve, so unsuspecting.

Without hesitation I jumped out of the shopping cart the minute we reached the parking lot and began to run and scream at the top of my lungs.

In retrospect, leaving my little brother sitting quietly unattended in a shopping cart while she chased me was like wrapping him up in a paper bow and begging a baby snatcher to take him, but those were seemingly less dangerous times.

She would have been better off letting me run it out, since nobody in their right mind would try to steal a kid who is already screaming bloody murder.

When she finally managed to catch up with my speedy four year old self she said:

 “What do you think you are doing Andrea?”

To which I replied:

“I was going to walk home!”

[Duh Mom]

Mom: “You don’t even know how to get home.”

With my hand on my hip in true diva fashion I said:

“I would have found my way!”

Grandma was right.

What a little shit.

I tell ya, to this day I still apologize to my mom for my younger self.

I’m just hoping karma doesn’t come full force when I have kids.

Which I’m sure it will.

Because let’s be honest.

I kinda deserve it.

And don’t worry I’m not like that anymore.

Though I will still give the occasion head bang on the wall for a good mint chocolate chip cookie.

Just kidding.

But seriously, I will.