Thursday, January 23, 2014

Mommy VS Mommy - It's War!

"Mommy Wars" was originally used to explain the us versus them mentality when it came to moms in the workforce and stay at home moms.  Now days it is a term used in certain circles as to moms who do things differently than us.  Today, mommy wars stems past workplace and career choices.  It goes into potty training, weaning, breastfeeding, sleeping habits, education choices, technological choices, and so on.  No mom is safe from the war!  As a mom, I have been on the winning and losing side of the mommy war.  I have been scorned, ridiculed, and judged due to parenting choices I do or do not make.  Unfortunately and regretfully, I have found myself on the contributing end of this as well.

It happens simply.  "Oh my...look at Sally, her mom lets her use a pacifier past the age of one"; "Bob is already two years old and not potty trained!!"; "Can you believe Suzy's mom puts her in day care so she can go to the gym?" Yes, it is simple.  Someone does things different than you do as a mother, and the lines are drawn, the stage is set, the battle has begun.  May the best mom win.  This is not how it should be.  

Today, a very sweet and precious friend of mine posted on facebook about things people said to her regarding how she is raising her child.  I don't know this person as a close friend, she is a friend through the years and miles.  We knew each other in high school, and even then she was nurturing and had a spirit that wanted to see the best in everyone around her.  The comments made to this person had caused her to feel like a bad mom, inferior, and like she was doing an awful job as a mom.  This mom also just made a major life move, is married to a veteran and trying to move through the rigors of the VA system with him, and this is her first child.  For me, it broke my heart.  It broke my heart that this mom felt attacked by someone else's calloused comments from perhaps a well meaning person.  It breaks my heart that this amazing mom now second guesses how she is raising her child.  

I have been ridiculed because I allow my sons (and daughter) to play with toy guns, play war, and to shoot.  It has been said that I am rooting a spirit of violence.  That hurts, because we are not doing that.  We are raising our children in the lifestyle we have and the lifestyle we hope they will adopt.  We practice and teach gun safety...and hey our eight year old son filled our freezer with a deer he shot...so it can't be that bad, right.

Here is the deal, we all live different lives, we all have different standards, dreams, goals for our families and children.  We have different priorities and that is okay.  I have taken the stance in the past week that if the child is not directly endangered by a parents choice...as in being covered in meat and put into a pit of alligators...then it really isn't any of my business.  Now, if the parent asks me my opinion, I will lovingly give it. 

A lot of these mommy wars stem from jealously.  Back to Suzy's mom, that is a true story.  I am the one that would internally ridicule the mom and talk to my husband about how Suzy's mom doesn't deserve the title of a stay at home mom.  I am ashamed of that.  That stemmed from jealousy.  In all honesty, if I had the means I would put my children in day care so I could do some things for myself by myself a couple days a week.  But I don't, and that's okay.  Because, I am not able to do something doesn't mean the person who can is wrong.

I have also noticed recently family size has been a topic of conversation.  For instance, the Duggar family.  Personally, I adore what I see of them and wish that I could have a family that size.  Then there are the families that have a single child, because that's what they want.  Family size is a personal choice, a choice that should not be opened up for war.  One of my friends is currently pregnant with her sixth child, and her oldest in my oldest child's age.  At first my reaction was, "dang mama!", but now I see her and how she seems to handle motherhood with grace and beauty.  When I see her at 830 am while we drop off children at preschool, she always seems so happy and dressed.  Yes, I said dressed.  I could judge her in my jealousy that she is dressed and claim her to be selfish...but maybe she just has great time management skills and natural beauty.  On the topic of family size, let's be careful as people, not to question women so quickly on "when are you having a baby?" or "your turn!", the story of why the woman is not pregnant may be a painful one.  However, some women may choose to not become mothers, and that is a personal choice that should be respected. In a far off illustration, it could be the same as me choosing not to have pets.  No one goes around asking me when I am going to get a dog (well, except my children); in the same way we should be considerate to women.  Please know I am in no way comparing children to animals or dogs.  One friend comes to mind who desperately wants a baby but is unable to at this moment, I cannot imagine receiving the question of "when are you going to have a baby?"  I, personally, would love to have three more children.  Yes, yes, I know my three already exhaust me and I am run ragged, but in my heart of hearts I would love to have six children, it has always been a desire of mine.  I, physically, am unable to have any more children; my last pregnancy almost killed me and it is highly doubtful I could survive another pregnancy.  Just tonight I cried to my husband about how I would love to have another child and more children and he just comfortingly understood what I was saying.  When people tell me it is time to have another I simply joke about it and say "haha oh no!" but sometimes, inside I just cringe and think, "yes it is".

Back to the mommy wars...off that tangent.  Be careful what you say to other moms.  An acquaintance recently said she had to "Ritchey proof" her house before my children came over for a play date.  Now, as a mom, that leaves a sour taste in my mouth.  Most moms with active children are very well aware that their children are active and spirited.  In fact, we foster that in our children.  We want them to be kids and never want them to be bumps on logs.  We want them to experience life to it's fullest.   Some parents prefer their children to be quiet and subdued, and that is okay.  That is their preference.  Don't use little coin phrases to jab others children.

Now onto one I run into often, media and technology!  Our children don't have a lot of technological devices. Actually our oldest son is the only one that has one, a DS3, and he had to save up for half of it before he got it, and he saved up by doing odd jobs for people.  None of our children have iPads, Kindles, Nooks, or whatever the newest gadget is.  None have phones.  That is our preference as parents.  That doesn't mean the parents whose children have gadgets are wrong, not at all!  We have to be very careful that we don't push our preferences onto other parents.  Or judge other parents because of their preferences, that causes wars.  Media...oh, media.  Our children don't watch certain movies, their tv time is very very very limited to mostly under thirty minutes per week, and all music is filtered through us.  That is our preferences and goes with our standards.  Now, if another parent comes to me and says she and her child watched something we choose not to watch, I don't sit there and say "oh, no no no no no, we do NOT watch that", I say "oh really, we haven't seen that", there is no need to push our opinions onto others, unless asked.

You see, these mommy wars are very much avoidable.  It boils down to one word...RESPECT.  We have to respect each other.  Y'all, motherhood is hard.  It is sacred.  It is scary.  And at times, it can be lonely.  We need to be behind each other saying "YOU CAN DO IT", not "look at that train wreck!"  We need to stand next to each other and help each other, we need to say "you're doing great!"; we don't need to stab each other in the back and say "I am so much better."

Today, I take a vow to in my life, put an end to this mommy war.  You raise your children.  I raise my children.  We support each other positively.  We can help the next generation.

Peace and Mommyhood,
Rebecca

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Potty Training Guidebook

Today was the first official day of potty training our youngest child.  While washing the child's new big kid underwear I decided there needs to be an emotional guidebook for moms while leaving the diaper era.  Yes, I am excited to not have to buy diapers for the first time in over eight years.  I am excited that the odor of dirty diapers will no longer be a worry.  I am heart broken that the season of babies is over for us.  As I was folding our youngest child's underwear, I started crying....the ugly face cry.  My husband looked at me in horror and confusion.  He thought it was because I wanted to get the child different underwear...24 hours later he still doesn't understand how I feel.  I guess this is a mommy-thing.

When "they" say time goes by so quickly, I always agree.  I don't think I realized that until this ending of an era for us.  This is the first time we have had a chapter close while having children.  I don't like it.  I don't want to end this chapter.  But, as my husband stated: "If we have another baby every time one is potty trained, we will never stop having babies."  That sounds like a plan!  I secretly envy the Duggars....a houseful of children.  But, reason states we can't do that.

So while I celebrate each triumphant potty trip and explain that we do not poop on furniture, I will savor it.  I will hold in my tears.  I will remind myself each day, that every day gone is another step to another chapter closing...and yet another exciting chapter opening.

I choose to embrace the diaper free chapter.  I choose to celebrate having a purse without a spare diaper in it.  I choose to buy, wash, and fold those underwear with dry eyes...maybe!

With bittersweet joy,
XOXO,
Rebecca

Monday, September 23, 2013

It Takes A Village

I have heard it said again and again that it takes a village to raise a child.  This month I have learned the truth in that expression.  We are in a new season of life in our home!  In May we had one child in school and our life was very cut and dry in the box.  This year we have one child in school all day.  One child in preschool half days, three days a week.  A toddler I am trying to potty train (pray for me!).  And, my husband started Bible college last month.  That leaves me.  Sitting on the couch....eating bon bons....right?!?

The new season has thrown my  usually scheduled self for a spin.  My planner - aka my brain - has been lost more times than once in the shuffle of my days.  My menus have gone from being prepped and ready to "Oh my gosh it's dinner time!!".  But, I have been so very blessed by five women in my life whoare not only my best friends, but who have also earned the term "My Village".  As they have been at my house drinking coffee and having play dates, I have let them know that I don't have it all together.  I have let them see the inside of my  heart.  The places where my insecurities lie.  You know what, they didn't laugh at me.  They didn't run in horror.  They nodded, hugged me, and immediately made a plan to help me.  These ladies aren't all in the same season of life I am in, but they have become quite a backbone for me.  They have stepped in and watched my children so I could get a quick errand ran, told me to take a shower and watched my kids while I did.  Last week they even surprised me with a "day off", including Starbucks, a massage, and dinner made for me.  This is what we do.  We have to take care of each other.

Mamas if you have a close friend or are blessed enough to have a close group of friends, be open with them and let them know that sometimes you aren't supermom.  It is scary to be so vulnerable, but it also puts you in a position to receive help.

John Wilmot said "before I married, I had three theories about raising children and no children.  Now, I have three children and no theories".  I think that says it pretty well.  It's okay if all of your expertise on raising children has been tossed out the window.  It's okay if you say "I don't know what to do" and throw your hands up in exasperation.  But, find somebody who can come along side you and help you in this amazing journey of motherhood.

You can do it mama!

XOXO,
Rebecca

Thursday, August 8, 2013

First Day of Second Grade

Here is my question - when will I stop crying when I drop my children off on the first day of school?  Today was my oldest son's first day of second grade.  I got him to his classroom, he gave his teacher a nice happy we made her, and I left.  And, I cried!  He seems like such a big boy at home, but in that big classroom he seems like my little baby.

This morning while he was eating breakfast, I started thinking about when I first found out I was pregnant with him, the first time I saw him, the first time I held him, his first day of preschool, his first day of kindergarten and so on.  It is amazing how seven years can bring so many firsts!  

He survived his first day with flying colors.  And, I am proud to say I did too! 

Monday, July 29, 2013

Sweet Summer Ending

This is our last full week of summer before school starts again.  It is bitter sweet!  Two of my three children will be in school, it is weird to think about, but at the same time exciting!  A second grader and a preschooler.  The school clothes have been bought, the school supplies are in backpacks awaiting the first day of school, and a schedule is being made for the new school year.

I usually take the month before school starts to get the children on schedule for the year -  going to bed earlier, getting up earlier, breakfasts ready before time to leave, etc.  Maybe I will start this tomorrow.  We decided that 10 am was a good time to get up today, I don't think that is going to fly when school starts.  Breakfast was brunch.  We napped for three hours today.  Maybe we are not ready for school to start yet...but hey that's okay!

This has been a really great summer, I went into it worried that there would be lots of "I'm bored" being said.  We chose not to get season passes for our local water park this year, which I am so glad we did as this has been the rainiest summer.  Ever.  But, we did have an amazingly fun vacation to Universal Studios.  We had play dates at least once a week.  We had friends over for coffee about once a month.  Summer reading program at the library and a week of Vacation Bible School kept us on the go.  This has been an adventurous and fun summer.  I think I heard "I'm bored" twice, not bad!!

It's fun on summer break, being the adult and not the student.  Both of my children going to school this year are super excited.  My second grader missed his friends and I am pretty sure he missed the routine of the school day.  My preschooler is so excited about starting, every day  I answer the question if today is the day.  I am looking forward to some one on one time with my youngest child, I see some tea parties and lots of girly play dates in our future!

If your children are starting school soon, enjoy the time with them now.  Encourage them to love school.  Make it exciting for them! You can do it mama!

XOXO,
Rebecca

Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Play Date Survivial 101

I love having play dates at my home.  I also love going to play dates.  Play dates are fun...a little mommy sanity saver!  

Today I had a play date at my home with three other mommies and their children....seven children and four adults.  It was so much fun!  It lasted about two and a half hours and we were able to play with the children, snack, let the children play, and have good mommy conversation!

Here are some tips for hosting a fun play date at your home:

1.  Have your home clean so you won't be worried or apologizing for a less than clean house.

2.  Be mentally prepared that things may get messy, and it is okay.

3.  Let the kids play...hence the name play date. 

Today's children were mostly ages four and under....three of the children were around the age two.  I had age appropriate toys ready for them.  Tomorrow, my oldest son is having a play date at our home.  There will be a total of five boys ages four and up and one little girl.  Tomorrow I will have the big boy toys ready and ready for a house full of ninjas, boxers, and superheroes!

4.  Snacks...this is a must.  It will be a good way to have the kids settle down for a bit.  Have kid friendly and adult friendly snacks.  

5.  RELAX!!!!  You are having a play date to let your kids play and to let yourself be around other mommies.  Relax and have fun.  It may get loud.  It may get messy.  There may be some sharing issues.  But, just relax and have fun.

Take time to host a play date at your house.  Invite your children's friends and their parents.  Invite moms new to the area or ones you want to get to know better.  Be the mom that is the play date host of the month!!!

You can do it mama!

XOXO,
Rebecca

Thursday, July 18, 2013

A Hard Gig

Today was hard.  I admit it.  It was a difficult day.

Between refereeing fights, giving up and deciding to let the kids have it, bites that draw blood, and attitudes that mimic adolescent angst....I am tired.

This being a mommy gig is hard stuff.  Being a mommy is hard work.  It is not for the faint of heart or weak.  It is not for those who give up easily.

Being a mom....you have to be more tenacious than a super-strong willed two year old.   You have to be faster than a falling glass.  You have to love enough to discipline and hug afterwards.  

There's no guide for the specific seasons of each of our mommy journeys.  I used to think it was weird when people would say they wished their infant came with a manual....now I think it would be nice.  It would be nice to know the stem of the attitudes.  If the crying is because of teething, tired, hungry, or just because it is something to do.  If the fighting is a cry for attention or a brotherly thing. 

Yes, so today was difficult. 

I look forward to putting this day behind me.  Starting again tomorrow.  

I thank God for tomorrows.  New beginnings.  Hopefully new attitudes.

So, here's to all the moms who want to throw in the towel....don't do it!  Tomorrow is another day.  Put your darlings to bed, drink some hot tea, and relax.  Tomorrow is a new beginning.

XOXO,
Rebecca