So who are these tots and why do I need to calm them? Here's my cast and crew:
Supermom (me): It's an ironic name because I feel anything but. I'm a former licensed therapist who is now a stay at home mom to two kiddos. I manage the household and most of the time feel like I'm dumping water out of a sinking ship using a teaspoon. But I perservere.
Daddy: Daddy is the epitome of an introvert. He needs his "me time" more than any person I know. And "me time" is pretty much impossible with two small children. So yeah, that's been fun. Daddy works full time doing computery magic schtuff that I don't really understand. When he's home, he's usually playing video games, watching youtube videos about video games, reading about video games, on twitter looking at tweets about video games.....do you sense a theme?
The Dude: My four year old wonder boy. He was born in 2011 after a battle with infertility. We had a rough start because I was sick with HELLP Syndrome and he was a terrible reflux baby, but we figured things out and he's been happy and healthy since. In the womb, I called him "my little ADHD baby" and boy was I on point. He never. stops. moving. He can climb tall buildings in a single bound, destroy the house with a cookie, and render you deaf with his shrieks. He's currently being evaluated by the preschool for social/emotional/behavioral issues with my prompting, and hopefully we'll get some support soon. He is my crazy handful and exhausts me, but I wouldn't change a thing about him.
Supergirl: She earned her title from birth when she helped me dilate from 3-10cm in 2 hours so I could avoid an emergency c-section for HELLP Syndrome yet again. She was a tiny thing at just 6 pounds, but came out hungry. She is full of joy and curiosity at 4 months old. She also never, ever sleeps.
So that's us. While I was typing this, I had to pause to allow The Dude to count the numbers on my keyboard. Apparently it was super important to do right this moment.
Life is never dull around here, that's for sure.
Wednesday, November 11, 2015
Tuesday, November 10, 2015
Welcome to the Padded Room
I needed a space for me. A space to yell and stamp my feet about how hard this parenting thing is. I wasn't prepared for a special needs toddler. I wasn't prepared for parenting a newborn at the same time as dealing with 4 year old meltdowns. And I certainly wasn't prepared for feeling like I was going to lose my marbles at any second.
This ish is hard. It sucks. And I need those feelings to flow out of me because if they don't they will eat me from the inside.
I am not anticipating this being a depressing blog. I think there will be laughter and incredulity along the way. There will be lots of messes. Lots of tantrums and meltdowns. Lots of popsicles. And lots of love.
So join me on this incredible journey called parenting. It's insane. And awesome. And oh crap, The Dude has my Coke.....
This ish is hard. It sucks. And I need those feelings to flow out of me because if they don't they will eat me from the inside.
I am not anticipating this being a depressing blog. I think there will be laughter and incredulity along the way. There will be lots of messes. Lots of tantrums and meltdowns. Lots of popsicles. And lots of love.
So join me on this incredible journey called parenting. It's insane. And awesome. And oh crap, The Dude has my Coke.....
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