So, I perused a few blogs today.
It seems that EVERYONE has a blog these days, right?
I like Mommy blogs, because…I’m a Mommy.
I like funny stories. I like poignant stories.
I have a friend, Terri, who would make the best blogger ever (she tells good stories), but I have not been able to convince her to start a blog yet. Maybe we could start a petition or something towards that effort…
Anyway…the Mommy blogs.
I like to read ABOUT the Mommy herself on these blogs. I love to read the profiles that list a wealth of info on what the Mommy likes, dislikes, parenting styles, etc.
So, I started thinking…
What kind of mommy am I?
I know you’re all terribly intrigued. Well, for what it’s worth, I thought I’d throw together a hodge-podge list of the kind of mommy, the kind of WOMAN I am.
I read my kids bedtime stories. I’ve yelled at my kids in frustration.
I make grilled cheese sandwiches in the shape of hearts just so the kids will eat them. I open cans of pre-fab ravioli to feed my kids.
We go to the park somedays. We watch too much TV somedays.
Mommy gets on the floor to play legos and dollhouse. Mommy lays on the couch for a few extra zzzz’s while the kids dismantle the living room.
Mommy does the dishes faithfully. Mommy lets the dishes pile up in the sink till Daddy asks, “What stinks in here?”
I buy crafts to do with the children. I make homemade play-doh. I draw hopscotch boards on the sidewalk.
I lock myself in the bathroom for longer than I need to for some quiet time. I let them play on the computer so I can get some “me time” alone.
I wore my baby in a sling. I didn’t wear my baby in a sling.
I breast-fed. I formula-fed.
I scheduled my baby’s feeding. I demand fed my baby.
I let my baby cry-it-out. I rocked my baby to sleep.
I buy fruits and veggies and healthy snacks for my babes. I buy cookies, ice cream, and gummy bears for my kids.
I teach my kids patience by making them wait for things. I give them lollipops so I don’t have to hear them whine.
I am schedule driven. I am survival driven.
I vaccinate. I circumcise. (Well, I don’t…I have a trusted medical professional do that stuff…)
But if you don’t vaccinate or circumcise (and I have several good friends who don’t), then that’s great with me too.
I taught public school, but I’m homeschooling McKenna for pre-K this year. And next year, she’ll go to public school.
I read Dr. Dobson AND Dr. Sears…AND I watch the Super Nanny.
You see, I’m not one of those parents that criticizes others for how they do or don’t do things. Because I don’t have one specific way for everything myself. Each child is different. Each family is different. Each MOMMY is different.
So what kind of mommy am I?
Well, I’m still making my way through that one, I think. I do what works for me. I do what works for my family.
It varies from day to day. And it varies from kid to kid (to kid).
I have friends that LOVE, LOVE, LOVE Babywise parenting. Me? Not so much. And here’s why…
I think that if Babywise works for you, then that is AWESOME. I’m not saying it’s innately “bad”…but it might be bad for some babies.
Because there are some babies that, no matter what you do, will NOT be scheduled. I tried Babywise with my oldest.
And I do believe that if she could have, my sweet little baby would have taken that book and thrown it in my face. The book drove me nuts… Just sayin’. Don’t be offended if you’re a Babywise fan. I think if it works for you, then that’s wonderful. I just don’t think it’s “gospel” or an “end all be all”.
Second-born babe, on the other hand, loved a schedule. I could set a watch by her.
Third-born babe loves a ROUTINE. There’s a difference between a routine and a schedule.
Anyway, back to my post. (Me? Rabbit trail? Never.)
So, what kind of woman am I? What do I like? What do I dislike? What defines me?
Above it all, I am a Christ-follower. But that by no means makes me perfect. Or always right.
I love fall and changing leaves and anything pumpkin. I love the fair that comes in September and caramel apples and funnel cakes. I love baking, and fall is the official kick-off of baking season. I love my crock-pot, my coffee, my sunglasses.
I love dancing and singing with my girlies. I love soaking in the tub. I love chocolate, cheese, new make-up and a new book.
I have a list of books I want to read (The Time Traveler’s Wife, My Sister’s Keeper, Dare to Discipline…not kidding about that last one), but it’s rare I finish a book in a year.
I wanted to be a bus driver, a teacher, a lawyer, an actress when I grew up.
I love Carol Burnett and Lucille Ball and Dick Van Dyke.
I think that vintage 50’s homemaker images are the bomb-diggity. (Oh yeah. I said that…)
I love Rascal Flatts and Brad Paisley and Carrie Underwood. And 80’s and 90’s pop/rock.
I think Miley Cyrus is a good actress. I really do. And I let my kid watch her show. But if you don’t, that’s cool.
Twizzlers, Pumpkin Spice Lattes, new stationery, and coupons make my day.
I would spend all my discretionary income at Bath and Body Works, Old Navy, Gap, Carter’s, The Children’s Place, and Target. Oh, and Barnes and Noble. (It might just take me awhile to get through the book.)
I love celebrity gossip, and I wish I had a subscription to People.
I watch 24, American Idol, Whale Wars, The Office, and anything Food Network.
80’s movies make me smile. Can’t Buy Me Love, Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, The Goonies, The ‘Burbs, Back to the Future.
I can quote Nat’l Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation almost verbatim.
I have the best Thanksgiving turkey recipe ever, thanks to Alton Brown.
I love candles, the smell of honeysuckle, the color brown, and Saturday Night Live. (Kristen Wiig rocks it out. But vintage 90’s SNL is fab, too.)
I could go on, but I won’t.
So that was some randonmess about me. About the Mommy and the Woman that I am.
That was very therapeutic to write. I feel like I reminded myself that underneath the caked on babyfood, the mountain of laundry, the leaking diapers, the tantrum-ing 2 year olds, the sassy 4 year old, and the teething babe, there is a mommy who tries to give her babes a balanced approach. I am not the perfect wife, mother, or friend nor will I ever be. I just do the best I can with the help of the only One who will ever be enough.
And there is a woman behind the mommy who has very real likes, passions and feelings.

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