How Do You Survive?

With holidays just passed and school starting back I as a parent feel like I can’t finally take a breath of fresh air. I love my kiddo don’t get me wrong, but after two and a half weeks of no school I feel like a break is in order. I don’t know one parent who can say that when their child went back to school after the holidays that they didn’t take a deep breath once their kiddo was gone. Almost a sigh of relief.

We as parents love our children unconditionally, but we as mothers need mommy time occasionally. Let me just say Christmas break doesn’t bring mommy time I think Santa forgets to give that as a present every year.

So how do you survive? How do you make it through the holiday without becoming prematurely bald or having to take prescription antipsychotics? Many mommy’s and daddy’s would like to know. Feel free to comment and let your fellow readers in on how you have lived to tell your survival secret.

My survival secret is a lot of coffee. You can’t go wrong with coffee and as long as I have my long time caffeinated friend then nobody gets hurt. When school is out the coffee company could retire from my constant buying spree. But the hot cup of happiness somehow helps me survive and I am so thankful. It’s like a cup of super mommy wrapped with happiness.

Real Life Grinch’s

Hello all!

I know it’s been a while since I’ve wrote and for that I’m very sorry. Things have just been crazy around my way. So to kick off this week I’m going to cover something I found interesting, entertaining and informative. I seen this story on HLN News yesterday morning and it just stuck with me. Then on Facebook today it kept showing up on the newsfeed so it kept pulling me back. So I guess that is a sign I need to discuss it.

So while drinking my coffee yesterday and watching the news I saw a story about a family who found the people who robbed their home. Now what did they do? Well the called the police, but it’s what they done until the police showed up that was perfect for my day. So if you haven’t heard about this it happened in Alabama. By what I’ve read online I have assumed that the robbers had broken in the families home and stolen their Christmas presents for their child. Later on they spot the robbers (they knew it was the ones who robbed them from the video footage from their home surveillance camera) and by holding that gun point the family detained them until the police arrived. I understand from the news that when the police examined the robbers vehicle they found some of the stolen items.

After I heard of this event it really started to make me think how safe are we really during the holiday seasons? It seems that those of us that work hard to give our families and children what they want for the season have to watch so we don’t fall prey to people who would like to take what we have worked so hard for. Do we feel safe leaving Christmas presents under the tree while we leave the house empty? We can’t take them everywhere we go, but maybe we can practice safe precautions to keep our belongings safe.

That leaves the question why do some people think they have the right to walk in a home that does not belong to them and take things they did not pay for? If they want nice things like the people they take from then I have three words for them “Get a job!” Maybe because of what this family did to these people who robbed them, these robbers may decide it isn’t worth taking the risk to take things that do not belong to them.

Kids, Bicycles and Normality

Ok today I was watching a video someone put on Facebook. (What would we do without Facebook?) Anyways, so back to the video. It was of these 4 year old little boys riding this little bicycles and making jumps. Now I’m not talking about little 2 feet jumps I mean actually jumps most adults wipe out trying to make. I was amazed. I even watched in a couple more times after that. Normally, I wouldn’t be so amazed by something like this, but while watching this I happened to look over the top of my computer and see my daughters bicycle sitting in the corner of my living room. She has one of those cute little princess bicycles with the basket, bell and training wheels. My daughter is 7 years old (today is her birthday if I haven’t mentioned that today Happy Birthday Kaely!) but here is my seven year old daughter riding a bicycle with training wheels while these little boys are dare devils.

What is up with that? I want to know where kids like this are? I mean I don’t see them around my town. Actually, I haven’t seen kids play outside very much now a days not like we did when I was a kid. I had to go outside or my mom would lock me out. I always hated that, but maybe she was on to something.

Here these little boys are jumping ramps, stairs and other various things. My daughter is riding a princess bike with training wheels. The training wheels aren’t the best part. The best part is when she does ride her bicycle she makes me walk beside it in case a various crack is in the pavement. When she does come up to these cracks she dead stops and panics like the crack is going to swallow up her tire or something. As a mother I want to tell her she can do it she is an awesome bike rider, but as a human being I want to be like “what are you think how can a crack the size of a human hair attack you?”

Then I see these little boys riding their bikes jumping things. It just makes me feel like I messed up somewhere along the way in the bike riding department. I guess every so often us parents get to feel inferior when we run upon these types of Facebook videos or other videos posted on the internet. I bet I know what I’ll be doing tomorrow after school. I’ll be teaching my kiddo how to ride a bicycle without being swallowed by a crack in the pavement.

That is my view on bike riding for the day!

I’m Not Taking That Cake!!

Just like the title of the post says I want to rant it feels like a great day and season for it. So if you got a rant you want to air out to make it known, or to make yourself feel better then jump on board and leave it in the comment section. So buckle up and here we go!

Two weeks ago I called every bakery in a 50 mile radius trying to get a Frozen Elsa and Anna cake made for my daughters 7th birthday. This year she is having a big party and I don’t do big parties very often. Usually we have small get together so this is a big deal for her. I told them when I ordered the cake that it was very important and I didn’t care what it cost as long as it was wonderful. Are you ready for the story twister here? I bet you can guess what happened!

I call today they told me the cake was ready so I picked up my daughter from her elementary school and I rush right over to Walmart in Paintsville, Kentucky to pick it up. When I arrived in the Walmart Bakery there the first thing that happened had me completely mad.

First, the lady was beyond rude. She had so much attitude she was practically asking me to loose my mind and I’m a very calm person. She acted like the cake wasn’t there and when I told her I just called she magically found the cake. (I’m convinced there are wizards in the walk in coolers that hide our cakes until we demand to see them.)

Next she pretty much shoves the cake at me. Ok at this point I’m ready to pop off her head, but I hold my temper in check since I do not want to show my 7 year old daughter what happens to rude bakery workers when they push mommy too far. So as I’m holding the cake I haven’t looked down at it yet, but my daughter has. All the sudden she burst in to tears and I’m so confused at why my happy daughter all the sudden has gone bipolar. She is so upset she can’t even tell me why she is having this breakdown. Which by the way is so not like her. She only breaks down with a reason not out of thin air, she has been saving those breakdowns for when she is a teenager.

So I try to set the cake down in the buggy so I can calm her down to find out why everything is falling apart and I see the CAKE. (I have used caps here because it is not a normal cake it doesn’t deserve to be called one.) This CAKE was supposed to have beautiful mountains, trees, snowflakes and most importantly the characters from the movie since that was the whole point. Guess what it had? NOTHING!! There were no characters. It was a pink, purple and blue CAKE. The trees where green swirls randomly all over the CAKE. The mountains looked like a toddler had laid his hand on the cake and traced it with white icing. Heck the lines of the white icing were all over the place. Also this CAKE was $30 it was supposed to feed 40 people and the CAKE in my buggy would barley feed 10 people.

At this point I’m beyond mad and have accelerated my temper right into psycho mom. I look at my daughter and tell her to stop blubbering that we are not taking it. She stops. I tell the bakery worker that this isn’t what I ordered I was very specific when I ordered and I’m not taking it. Then she pushes me farther. She just looks at me for the longest moment not saying a word. Then she speaks and says “it’s yours.” I snapped.

I took the cake and shoved it into her hands. “I’m not taking this blob and I’m not ordering from here. I don’t want it you eat it you sure look like you could use another slice.” (Since you can’t see this lady I’ll describe she is around as she is tall and I think she is about five feet tall.) I know I sound rude, but I mean this lady was beyond rude to me and I took it. She messed up my order, but worse of all not only did she mangle the CAKE she made my daughter cry the day before her party. By her messing up my order she left me without a birthday cake and her party is tomorrow.

Luckily Foodcity was in the next parking lot and they took pity on me. They made the exact cake I wanted in an hour. Hmm I wonder how hard it was for Walmart Bakery lady she had two weeks on my order? I bet she worked real hard (sarcastic giggle).

I just don’t get what this lady thought she was getting by with I mean she acted like a total ass and then she mangled the most important thing I needed for the party. If I had done that to a mom that was a stressed out as I am I would have hid in that magical cooler she had back there because a mom that stressed is going to blow up like an atomic bomb. Maybe those wizards she had to check with put a curse on her and I was seeing the result of it. At least that is the only excuse I have for her and that is me using my imagination because I can’t imagine what was going through her head.

Well if that women stays working in that bakery I bet I’m not the only mom that gets onto her. I just home the next mom doesn’t try to pop her head off. Some people shouldn’t be cake decorators. I know that I would not be a good cake decorator so I don’t do it. I also would not be a good mechanic so I don’t work on cars. People should not take on big jobs that they know they cannot do if they don’t want to see the outcome go down the drain. I mean if she could not make the cake I wanted they why did she tell me she could and assure me two weeks ago I would have the prettiest cake. Yes, this was the same woman that took my order and yes she did make the cake. I did take time to find this all out before I verbally assaulted her.

People just amaze me sometimes.

School Experience: Cursive or Printing in Handwriting

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I was talking to a parent of a student in a town over from where I live. She was talking to me about what her daughters have been taught in school this year. We were talking about how students today are taught subjects in 1st Grade that I was taught in 5th Grade so most children today are very advanced. This mom then informed me of how her daughters, juniors in high school, do not know how to write in cursive. The look on my face was priceless it was a look of confusion with a mix of terror. They cannot write in cursive? I thought this too myself. How can they not teach students that? Why are they limiting these children in that aspect? The other mom then went on to tell me how her daughters told her that her teachers did not want them to write in cursive on anything and to always write in print.

As I went home that evening I couldn’t shake this from my head. It has amazed me how many advanced topics they teach our children, but how the yet abolish the most simple and important things. I do not understand this and it bothers me deep down. Now many I have spoken too think it is ok and don’t understand why this would bother me so badly. Let me bring my thoughts to you real quick.

First let me show you why our children need to be taught cursive handwriting. If they are not taught this simple little thing they cannot give a proper signature, they cannot sign checks, contracts, leans, leases, agreements, and they cannot sign their drivers license. That is just a couple of things they cannot sign there are an unlimited amount of documents they cannot sign properly. Next everyone I know that are a little older than these kids all the way up to others older than me normally write in cursive as a basic handwriting skill. I write everything in cursive I hardly ever print. So because many adults use cursive as their main handwriting skill these students coming out of high school will not be able to read anything these individuals write therefore limiting them in their personal, working and other environments. Next these students will one day be in their 30’s and printing everything as though they are children. I mean can you take someone serious that is in their 30’s or even older that cannot write or read cursive handwriting. They are not going to have a personality in their handwriting. They are all taught the same way to print their letters so they will not have a unique signature. Heck they won’t have a signature. There are an unlimited amounts of reasoning on why these children should be taught cursive handwriting.

So I have decided if they won’t teach my daughter cursive I will do it myself. I am not letting a school system handicap and limit my child’s most basic need. Actually, I would like to know why the school systems are handicapping our children in this way. It is going to be brutal for them as adults. They will be limited in what they can read and write. What happens if one of these students ends up running for a government office? Will you trust a government official that cannot read or write in cursive?

I know this post seems like a rant, but really it’s not. I just want to bring this issue to your attention. So if you are like me and want your child to know cursive handwriting then maybe you should check with their school system while they are young to see if they will be teaching them this in the future. That way if they won’t teach them this then you will have the chance to teach them yourself.

What do you think about this? I want your opinion. Is it important to know how to write and read cursive handwriting or do you think these children will be productive in their future just basic printing? Leave a comment and cast your vote in the poll I’ve added. Don’t be shy let everyone know what you think! These schools should be asking parents this instead of making this decision on their own so that is what I’m doing I’m asking you.

What Kind of Mom Are You?

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Being a mom isn’t a science no matter what the magazines say we as women aren’t programmed at birth to cope with what ever motherhood throws out at us. We all have a different way of parenting, which is fine, because any way is not wrong because we are all different individuals as well as parents. When I take my daughter to school I sit in the parking lot for five minutes after she walks in to make sure nothing odd is going on (yes I know it may sound weird but with what is on the news now a days nothing seems overprotective) as I sit there I watch all these parents talking, herding and motivating their child it comes to me quickly at how different each of these parents are and how different their strategies are. So what kind of parent or mom are you? Below I have a make up of a few types now if you don’t find yours on here it doesn’t mean that it’s wrong or you don’t exist it just means I haven’t found you yet. So if you think you are a different type please feel free to comment and tell us what type you are.

The Loud Mom
This is the mom that talks above all others. She either has more than one child and must be loud to be heard or if she has one child still feels she is not heard when she is not loud. Even when she is mad and gets louder than normal her child never is afraid because they have become adjusted to how loud their mom is. Even though she seems like a screaming parent she is not. Secretly at home she is like a circus ringmaster trying to rein in all the occupants and have them doing what they are supposed to do. A lot of moms that seem to be very loud normally sit when they are alone and worry about the way they handle things. They also strive to be quieter, but yet it never pans out because when they try their children just go on past like they are not even there.

The Octopus Mom
This mom is just like it sounds a mom that seems to have arms growing out of her body. She has to juggle so many different things that it makes you wonder where she gets all the extra hands. Sometimes this mom may have to juggle events such as baseball practice, cheerleading, basketball, girl scouts and fundraisers. Then she must go home and juggle home life. She is the envy of a lot of other parents because it seems she is on top of everything and is well put together even though secretly she feels like a house of cards that it can come down at the smallest quiver. She is very organized, post its, notecards, calendars and labels are a normal things for her she takes pride her organizational skills. Some moms in this category can be found running for government office in the school systems such as PTA President, Parent Council or even a coach of a sport. She sometimes may feel that she is doing too much and then she looks at her children to realize she is doing just fine.

The Helicopter Mom
Just as it sounds this mom is like a helicopter she hoovers. She is the mom that stands outside the classroom ten minutes longer than other parents to make sure her child doesn’t need her. She sometimes watches her children sleep to make sure they are ok. She worries constantly and a little more than others about her children. She worries about lunch at school, bullies, hand washing, teachers and anything else that could arise if she isn’t around. She has a hard time letting go as her children age and go off to do things on their own. When her children are old enough to go out or to friends houses she calls their cellphones more than the parental limit. She also may have apps downloaded on their phones so she can track them in case they need her. Of course she has down this secretly so the kids won’t take them off the phones. At playdates she plays more with the kids than talking to the other moms because she wants to make sure her children are fine. She knows she is hovering, but she can’t seem to rein it in. She is the mom that shows up at school unexpectedly making an excuse that little Sally left her pencil at home so that she can see with her own eyes that little Sally is ok.
(*Note: We all have a little helicopter mom in us just some have a little more than others.*)

The Protector Mom
Sometimes this type of mom can be mistaken for the helicopter mom because they are so much the same, but yet they are very different. The Protector Mom doesn’t necessarily hoover she is more likely to enforce. She is the mom that gets mad instantly when her children tell her something that happened they don’t like. She is more likely to get in face to face confrontations over the smallest things that involve her children. If little Bobby gets in trouble at school for talking on the phone and the teacher takes his phone then little Bobby goes home complaining about it this mom would more than likely show up at the school demanding his phone back. She doesn’t allow other kids to bother her children she will go to their parents and demand justice. She is the mom at the baseball game that is screaming that the pitching kid is out of the age group and the team is stacked. A lot of other moms feel inferior to this mom, but what they don’t know is at home this mom is like the teddy bear of moms.

The Nervous Mom
This mom can be spotted a mile away. She is the one that seems like she is a tantrum away of having a nervous break down. She tries to get her children to play by the books and if her children get boo-boos she is always thinking the worse of things. Other moms can talk this mom into doing anything easily. If they want her to work a bake sale they just have to tell her and she will agree because she doesn’t want no one to be upset with her. After all her kids go to school this mom goes home and can finally take a breath. This mom really needs time to herself so she can keep it all together. She is meek and quiet. She doesn’t express her opinion to much, but she also has a very sweet side to her and her children think she hung the stars. This mom needs a time for mom maybe a weekend vacation every so often, but she never gets around to it.

The Overbearing Mom
Before I go into this type of mom I want to just say that we all have a little of the overbearing mom in us no matter what you think she just hasn’t came out yet if you haven’t seen her, but she is there. Also being this type of mom completely and not just a dab is very rare. I think I have only seen a couple of women be completely the overbearing mom.
This mom is just like the title overbearing which in some situations can be a great thing. She is very strict on her children and expects them to do exactly as they are told. She doesn’t take any crap from other adults and will tell them exactly what she thinks. She is constantly lecturing her children telling them what they should be doing and how she is older therefore wiser. Already has planned out their futures and expects them to comply. She is fierce and dominant. She would do anything for her children, but she just can’t let up on them. She can’t control what she says no matter how hurtful it is. Her children are terrified to disappoint her, not in fear, but because they just can’t bring themselves to let her down because she expects to much from them. A lot of other moms are intimidated by her.

The Nurturing Mother
This mother is the sweetest of moms. Everyone likes her especially her children. She is very loving to her children and hugs them all the time even when they don’t want hugs. She rocked her child until the child was big enough to rock her. She kisses her children in front of their friends even when they beg her not to. She is aware life is short and wants her children to enjoy it. She tells them they can do anything with their lives, but gives them the space to make their own choices. She embraces creativity and still has their finger paintings they made when much younger hanging on her fridge. She carries a lot of pictures of her children with her so she can show everyone when she brings them up in a conversation. Her children will always come home for holidays and will miss her terribly when they are away from her. They love to be home with her because she makes it so much fun. She accepts them for who they are and is always happy with them no matter what they do in life.

As of right now that is all the types of moms I have listed, but you never know when I’ll find some more and add it as I go. So like I said if you don’t think you are on there then tell me what type of mom you are and I’ll add it for you. Not everyone falls into a category we are all very different. So you may be one of those moms that falls into all the categories because you have a little of each type in you that is fine because we are all different. Children don’t come with instruction manuals so we are the mom we think we need to be and that is just fine. So embrace what type you are and embrace mommyhood because it is the most special thing in the world. It is the perfect job and the most rewarding job you’ll ever have.

So bless all you moms out there and you have wonderful day!

Magazine Homes and The Real Deal

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First things are first. Yes the picture of the magazine cover above is my daughter and no she really wasn’t in a magazine. But yes it does have something to do with this post. So read on to see what exactly a fake magazine cover would really have to do with a blog post.

Have you bought a magazine, took it home and then when you started to read it seen pictures of the immaculate homes inside. Then when you see the inside of the homes in the magazine you look around at your own home which is riddled with toys, play dough, and chocolate handprints? That is what happened to me this morning. I set down with my morning cup of coffee and opened my magazine which arrived in the mail yesterday, “Better Homes and Gardens.” I kept seeing pictures of inside of this nice clean houses. The pictures were always similar by having a mom and children standing there smiling in a house so clean it was fictional. I hadn’t seen my house that clean since it was brand new. Now I’m not saying my house is dirty, but if you have kids you know the damage they can do especially when school is out for summer, the weekend or even a holiday.

So then this had me thinking which is dangerous when I haven’t finished my cup of coffee. Why do they put such wonderful and clean houses in these magazines? I mean they are so misleading. If a woman doesn’t have children looks at these pictures she will then feel the longing for a child and then when she gets it she is disturbed at how much a lie that magazine cover was. So I took my daughters old Christmas picture (3 years old at the time) and placed it on a Savvy Magazine cover. To show how easy it is to fake the pictures, kind of my way of outing them.

What they need to do is take a picture of my living room and put it in there with the article of how to organize your home. Then they can write and article of how they started with my mess and made it kid friendly organizational. I would buy that magazine because it wouldn’t be misleading. Magazines that have those beautiful untouched homes do one thing to us real moms they make us feel unaccomplished. We feel like our houses aren’t clean enough, our kids are clean enough and we aren’t good enough. Well if you ask me that is crap! Because we are all of those things in our own mommy ways. The magazine company is the one with the problem. They publish photos that lie through their teeth and let me let you in on another thing. That mom and kid in the photo they aren’t even related. Because if they was that mom would have a dirty handprint on her shirt right where her boob is supposed to go and the kid wouldn’t be standing there sweetly. The child would either be hanging off her leg, or in the background writing on the walls, or just simply making funny faces at the camera.

So mommy’s don’t let these magazine companies make you feel inferior by the photos and articles they publish. They are to be informative not literal. So take from them what you must and then the rest of it ignore. I usually read the article get the information I need on whatever I’m wanting to read about then I throw the magazine away. I don’t leave it laying around to tempt me and to make my feel bad about myself. Sometimes I don’t even buy the magazine sometimes I just read other mommy blogs by other bloggers because most of the time they have written about similar stuff and they are real not fakes.