PREFACEI really don't like blogging about blogging. Lame. (Unless of course you are a blog about blogging. Then blog on.) What the blog? Bloggity blog blog blog. Do you ever say a word so many times that it starts sounding so dang weird and you begin to question whether it is even really a word? That just happened.
So I have been trying to navigate this whole new journey that I am on, and that I am taking my kids on whether they like it or not. I have realized that this is as much of a journey for me as it is for them. An epic parenthood would inevitably lead to an epic childhood. And on the same token, an epic childhood would require epic parents. The two go hand-in-hand.
At the risk of sounding incredibly cheesy and cliché, I have been doing a lot of soul searching lately. I knew big changes were happening inside of me when I found myself driving around with the windows down belting out sappy country songs, feeling like I was in a movie. And I have been trying to figure out how my self-exploration could fit into this blog. So Eicherumba will be not only about our "Journey to an Epic Childhood" but parenthood as well.
ACTUAL POSTSocial media has really begun to screw parenthood up for me. I believe it adds an insane level of stress, guilt, and anxiety to the lives of many moms. It makes it far too easy to compare yourself to another mom and with the click of a mouse can make one feel they are falling short.
I for one, do my best to avoid winning "Mother of the Year" award. So far I am doing incredibly well. Because I am all for uplifting and supporting other moms, I wanted to create a list of ten things that go on at my house. This way you have a place to come and compare yourself, and leave feeling like a damn good mother.
1. I bathe my kids four times a week if I am lucky.
2. Ace's hair is never brushed. (And please don't attempt to brush it when you see her. Thanks.)
3. Ace had the letter "T" show-and-tell at school about three weeks ago. She brought her toothbrush. She and Archie have been sharing a toothbrush ever since because I keep forgetting to get it out of my purse and am too lazy to go downstairs and get it when it comes time to brush.
4. Both kids often sleep in either what they already had on that day, or what they are going to wear the next day. Saves time and laundry.
5. I rarely read papers that come home from the kids' schools. (Often important ones).
6. I don't cook. Like ever. I get a smug little smirk on my face and an undeserving feeling of pride when I boil some macaroni and cheese and throw some bacon in it.
7. While I have been through phases of trying to cut back, Disney Channel is still my number one babysitter. And I do not see myself firing her any time soon.
8. One of the first things Archie knew how to say when he came home from Bulgaria was "pause". (In request to stop a show when he needed to leave the room for a minute.)
9. Breakfast is most often eaten in the car and usually consists of a few slices of turkey lunchmeat and a string cheese.
10. When Archie drops something, falls down, or stubs his toe, he says "dammit". For a while I was wondering, "where the heck did he learn that?" I was about ready to go all Ralphie's mom on A Christmas Story. Then I stubbed my toe and found out.
So I may not be giving my kids snacks like this....
Be giving their teacher's gifts like this...
Be as organized as this...
Our Elf on a Shelf won't be getting as crazy as this....
(This is about as creative as our Elf gets....)
But for now, my kids are as happy as this...
And that's really all that matters.
Cut yourself some slack.
Lots of Love!