A long time ago in a galaxy far far away……No, that isn’t right is it? Quite awhile ago I started vlogging my life, my hubby, our kids and pretty much anything. Well, I got hopelessly addicted to it and it became a daily thing.
After a year or so though, life just got in the way. (Right now my kids are pretending to be zombies and eat brains. Haha.) Anyway, its been quite some time since I vlogged. Well yesterday I’m happy to announce I’ve started doing it again and it’s just as fun and addicting as the beginning.
Its something that I plan as of right now to commit to everyday, but also don’t be upset if I miss a day or two because life with three kids is a crazy ride. Plus, my husband was lucky enough to get the job he interviewed for so he’ll be heading back to work next week. Its been at least half a year since I’ve been a stay at home mom by myself and I’m slightly nervous going back into it.
(Now my kids are watching cartoons. See how quickly their attention can change?) Speaking of kids, why do they have to yell everything they say? Does anyone else have kids that have to shout everything? Or what about siblings that cannot be together for longer than two seconds before they start fighting over something? I mean, there doesn’t have to be any rhyme or reason either, they just start fighting over the first thing they see I think.
Right now my son who is a little over a year old is going through a mommy phase. He has to be constantly held by me at all times and he is so heavy that I find at times I just want to pull my hair out and point to his father and say, “You do know you have a dad too right?” But I just get frustrated and keep on keeping on. That’s what moms do best.
Now my oldest daughter just turned 7 going on seventeen. I really wish I was joking. You know how some parents joke about the terrible twos? Well I have some really bad and depressing news for you. The terrible twos never leave, they just get worse. Our seven-year old has the attitude and demeanor of a teenager and I am not exaggerating.
Our youngest daughter who is almost four, is getting the same bad attitude as her sister. You can imagine how overjoyed I am that of all the things she could pick up from her older sister its the attitude, talking back and arguing. Sigh. She is also the one who is picky. When we go grocery shopping, we have to have a separate list just for stuff she will eat. She is severely underweight according to her doctor but she just refuses to eat. Her older sister however will eat anything and everything.
Whats really weird about our youngest daughter is, when she goes to spend time with her Aunt. They fix her mashed potatoes and she eats them like their going out of style. If we fix the mashed potatoes the same exact way, she refuses to eat them for us. I still do not understand why. It’s just one of those things that makes us moms want to scream and run away to Hawaii.
Being a mom, especially a mom of three kids, is difficult. A stay at home mom is one of the most difficult and trying jobs you will ever come across in life. Our shift is 24/7, 365 days of the year. We don’t get holidays or sick days but if we’re lucky enough, we’ll get a partner in life, (My husband is amazing,) who will work side by side to help us conquer the day and seize life by the horns.
You’ll find all kinds of stories online that tell you about the troubles and difficulties that parenting bring, but what you rarely find is the good in it. There is more love in being a parent than you can ever imagine. At the end of the day when your kids wrap those little arms around you and tell you they love you, every tear, every fear, every struggle just flies right out the window. It makes it all worth it. Because your raising these kids into amazing adults and that is the best you can hope for. You want them to be able to survive on their own someday and possible raise families of their own. You always want your kids to grow up with more than you had as a child and a better life. And with all the love we give our kids, they already have the best life you could possibly want for them. It’s never about the gifts they get, it’s always about the love they receive.