I don’t have the kind of job,
Where a salary is made
I get to be my own boss,
And at home is where I stay
Some think I don’t work
Some think I have it easy
Some think I get to relax all day
While I kick back and watch tv
Sorry to burst your bubble
But I’m busy from sun up to sundown
From making breakfast and snacks
To making a smile from that fitty frown.
Teaching to basics of life
Like how to respect one another
How to say please and thank you
And not to kick your brother
From ABC’s and learning to read.
To social skills and math
From the breakfast table, I go nonstop
Even after the night time bath.
I don’t get to clock out
And work with adults
Don’t get an hour lunch to myself
I’m constantly keeping at my wits.
I’m a nurse, a chef, a maid,
A chauffer, creative director and organizer
A monster killer, a story teller
An expected 24 hour energizer.
Living off no to little sleep
The laundry never goes away.
I can clean and clean my heart out.
But the messes come all day.
I don’t have a job like you
But I work my little butt off.
It may be insignificant to you
But my kid gets the payoff
I know I’m blessed to stay home
To be there for my kids all day
I’m not knocking what you do
But staying home is not all child’s play.
My job IS being a mom.
The best I know to do.
24 hours of patience and cleaning.
Keeping calm while I feel like it’s a zoo.
I’m a nonstop mom
Even while they sleep
I’m the stay at home kind
And the rewards, my kids and I reap.
So don’t ask a mom,
If she works or not
Because whether she stays home or doesn’t.
We make the best of this one shot.
I don’t have the kind of job,
Where a salary is made
I get to be my own boss,
And at home is where I stay
By: Jeanene
Thursday, July 25, 2013
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
People Change, So Let Them Go
This past month and a half have been pretty crazy around us.
Health issues, ending relationships and friendships and families coming together in trials.
I'm not going to explain what has happened in our family, as its not my story to tell, but its had a major impact on us.
A vague explanation, someone made a choice in their life to remove themselves from a life they said they wanted. Handled it in the worst possible way ever and left a mess for our family to clean up.
In the process, I lost a friend.
A friend I loved like a sister.
So, although I had made a choice to remove myself from the problem, its been bothering me significantly.
When I allow someone in my life, I allow them full access. Which is only a handful of individuals. This friend I lost, literally felt like I was punched in the gut. And even made worse by their public displays on Facebook of the choice they made, which was away from me.
So, my anger so recently displayed on Facebook was due to two people effectively walking out of my life and flipping the bird at me, metaphorically.
I take things personally. So sue me!!
My heart is still hurt from the loss and from the pain others peoples HORRIBLE choices have impacted those I love.
But I am trying to let it go.
Its just hard.
I know a lot of you have been worried since most of you know I am not an angry or hateful person. I will admit, these past events have made me VERY angry and I have acted immaturely in some aspects, but alas, I am human.
I am currently trying to wash my hands of the people who washed their hands of me (and those I love), its just turning out to be a lot tougher than I would like.
Health issues, ending relationships and friendships and families coming together in trials.
I'm not going to explain what has happened in our family, as its not my story to tell, but its had a major impact on us.
A vague explanation, someone made a choice in their life to remove themselves from a life they said they wanted. Handled it in the worst possible way ever and left a mess for our family to clean up.
In the process, I lost a friend.
A friend I loved like a sister.
So, although I had made a choice to remove myself from the problem, its been bothering me significantly.
When I allow someone in my life, I allow them full access. Which is only a handful of individuals. This friend I lost, literally felt like I was punched in the gut. And even made worse by their public displays on Facebook of the choice they made, which was away from me.
So, my anger so recently displayed on Facebook was due to two people effectively walking out of my life and flipping the bird at me, metaphorically.
I take things personally. So sue me!!
My heart is still hurt from the loss and from the pain others peoples HORRIBLE choices have impacted those I love.
But I am trying to let it go.
Its just hard.
I know a lot of you have been worried since most of you know I am not an angry or hateful person. I will admit, these past events have made me VERY angry and I have acted immaturely in some aspects, but alas, I am human.
I am currently trying to wash my hands of the people who washed their hands of me (and those I love), its just turning out to be a lot tougher than I would like.
Thursday, March 14, 2013
Don't be THAT Mom of THAT kid.
Today started out wonderful!
Abi and I had plans to meet her bestie at the park before lunch. We got there, and the kids played blissfully together. Smiled, giggles and imginations running wild.
It was GREAT!
Then to lunch at the beloved Chik-fil-a. Sadly, we made it just before the lunch rush and just as we were to let our kids go play in the play area, it filled quickly with many kids.
For about 5 minutes, all was well.... and then enter THAT kid. The rude, mean big bully. In this case, he was about 6 or 7. This boy blocked a play area from my 3.5 year old and stated to mine and my friends kids that it was HIS play area.
And he was physically blocking the entrance... our three kids were standing back trying to get in.
Any parent come in to stop this? NOPE!
He pushed MY Abi from entering and then my friends 2 year old.
My mommy claws came out and I told him, finger pointing at him and everything, "We do not push. We share. Everyone is allowed to play here. We don't act like that."
So for a few more minutes... all was well.
Any sign of any parents? NOPE!
Then the bully and his little minion sister again push the 2 year old...
That was it, my friend got up to pick up her crying kid and we began to pack our things to go. Our poor kids were so sad, thinking we were leaving because they were in trouble... which made me feel HORRIBLE. But I explained to my daughter we don't play with kids who act ugly.
Any sign of the parent? NOPE!
TWENTY MINUTES of NO parental supervision and no mom poking in to "check up" on the kids.
So upon leaving, we see the bully and his little sis walk to a mom chatting it up with her friends at a table... she was facing AWAY from the play area.
My awesome friend made the woman aware that her child was being mean and speaking mean to our children...
The moms repsonse?
"Oh, well, if you would have told me I could have done something."
WHAT?!?!?!?!?!
Woman, if you were WATCHING your kids, we wouldn't have to tell you.
If this was an isolated event, it would be different. But EVERY SINGLE TIME I go to a play area, there is always THAT kid.
The mean kid who is bullying, pushing and being mean. And its ALWAYS the kid of the parent who isn't paying any freakin' attention to their kid. On their phone. Talking to her friends. Face in a book.
ALWAYS!
I say this because I'm sick of parenting other peoples kids.
I'm sick of having to watch other peoples kids.
I'm sick of my kid being bullied by THAT kid.
If you are in an area with MANY kids and your fellow mommy friends... YOU ARE A MOM FIRST!
Put away your phone!
Talk to your friend while you take care of your kids.
Yes, its social time for you too, and I know you need it, I'm a SAHM too and I know how much its needed, but it is NO EXCUSE to not pay attention to your kids.
I'm sick of being the ONLY mom in the play area really watching my kid. Not because I don't trust my child, but because I know there is THAT mom there leaving THAT kid to be a pain to every other kid in that area.
DON'T BE THAT MOM WITH THAT KID!!!
Ok. End of rant. :-)
Abi and I had plans to meet her bestie at the park before lunch. We got there, and the kids played blissfully together. Smiled, giggles and imginations running wild.
It was GREAT!
Then to lunch at the beloved Chik-fil-a. Sadly, we made it just before the lunch rush and just as we were to let our kids go play in the play area, it filled quickly with many kids.
For about 5 minutes, all was well.... and then enter THAT kid. The rude, mean big bully. In this case, he was about 6 or 7. This boy blocked a play area from my 3.5 year old and stated to mine and my friends kids that it was HIS play area.
And he was physically blocking the entrance... our three kids were standing back trying to get in.
Any parent come in to stop this? NOPE!
He pushed MY Abi from entering and then my friends 2 year old.
My mommy claws came out and I told him, finger pointing at him and everything, "We do not push. We share. Everyone is allowed to play here. We don't act like that."
So for a few more minutes... all was well.
Any sign of any parents? NOPE!
Then the bully and his little minion sister again push the 2 year old...
That was it, my friend got up to pick up her crying kid and we began to pack our things to go. Our poor kids were so sad, thinking we were leaving because they were in trouble... which made me feel HORRIBLE. But I explained to my daughter we don't play with kids who act ugly.
Any sign of the parent? NOPE!
TWENTY MINUTES of NO parental supervision and no mom poking in to "check up" on the kids.
So upon leaving, we see the bully and his little sis walk to a mom chatting it up with her friends at a table... she was facing AWAY from the play area.
My awesome friend made the woman aware that her child was being mean and speaking mean to our children...
The moms repsonse?
"Oh, well, if you would have told me I could have done something."
WHAT?!?!?!?!?!
Woman, if you were WATCHING your kids, we wouldn't have to tell you.
If this was an isolated event, it would be different. But EVERY SINGLE TIME I go to a play area, there is always THAT kid.
The mean kid who is bullying, pushing and being mean. And its ALWAYS the kid of the parent who isn't paying any freakin' attention to their kid. On their phone. Talking to her friends. Face in a book.
ALWAYS!
I say this because I'm sick of parenting other peoples kids.
I'm sick of having to watch other peoples kids.
I'm sick of my kid being bullied by THAT kid.
If you are in an area with MANY kids and your fellow mommy friends... YOU ARE A MOM FIRST!
Put away your phone!
Talk to your friend while you take care of your kids.
Yes, its social time for you too, and I know you need it, I'm a SAHM too and I know how much its needed, but it is NO EXCUSE to not pay attention to your kids.
I'm sick of being the ONLY mom in the play area really watching my kid. Not because I don't trust my child, but because I know there is THAT mom there leaving THAT kid to be a pain to every other kid in that area.
DON'T BE THAT MOM WITH THAT KID!!!
Ok. End of rant. :-)
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Thursday, January 24, 2013
Janurary 24th, 2007 (Pics Included!)
Six years ago, its my roomie and best friends birthday today!
Its party time.
Night of two single girls having a blast hanging out and enjoying life.
Some guy comes over to talk to me, explaining he has known my cousin for a long long time...
(the guy behind me was the guy trying to talk to me... ignore the drunken me... )
Whatever... I was looking for another guy... the guy I liked at the time. So I blew the guy off.
Funny, that the next night, at another party. (So sue me, I was young, single and loved to have a good time. I was always out and about.)
And I hear this guy talking about one my FAVORITE 80's bands... the B-52's.
The geek in the green shirt was the guy talking about my favorite 80's band AND also turned out to be the guys I blew off the night before. Since my roomie wanted to stay at the party, and I had work the next morning, this guy, who was named Keith, politely offered me a ride home...
That was on this day...
January 30th will mark our 6 years of being together...
Its a story I can't wait to tell my daughter someday.
How love pops up in the strangest places... where you least expect it, and typically in whom you'd never would have guessed.
Its a sappy love day for me... And its awesome.
Its party time.
Some guy comes over to talk to me, explaining he has known my cousin for a long long time...
Whatever... I was looking for another guy... the guy I liked at the time. So I blew the guy off.
Funny, that the next night, at another party. (So sue me, I was young, single and loved to have a good time. I was always out and about.)
And I hear this guy talking about one my FAVORITE 80's bands... the B-52's.
That was on this day...
January 30th will mark our 6 years of being together...
Its a story I can't wait to tell my daughter someday.
How love pops up in the strangest places... where you least expect it, and typically in whom you'd never would have guessed.
Its a sappy love day for me... And its awesome.
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
The beginning... again...
We try.
We fail.
We try again.
We fail again.
We move a step forward.
We move a step back.
We improve on the little things.
While the big ones need more work.
This year needs big changes for me. For my family. For myself.
I wish I could live up to my own expectations.
We fail.
We try again.
We fail again.
We move a step forward.
We move a step back.
We improve on the little things.
While the big ones need more work.
This year needs big changes for me. For my family. For myself.
I wish I could live up to my own expectations.
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