Before (and by the word “before” we always collectively mean “before the 3 of us had babies”), Sister (Marisa) and I would meet every Saturday morning for a long glorious run up and down the coast of Del Mar. We would catch up on life, the latest celebrity news, the latest fashions, what we learned at chuch, whatever. We would then stop at our favorite coffee place, Peet’s, for a coffee. And then we were off to the showers to start our days with our loves.
Now, Sister and I meet at Target. We still run, but now it is after little ones who are grabbing balls and baseball bats, and throwing nail polish (yes, throwing nail polish across the floor). We still catch up on life, but it is interrupted by poop, yelling, grabbing, and squeals of delight.
And Sister and I still have a blast :).
Hi Mamas and Friends of Mamas! Welcome to our new blog. 🙂
Your definition of success changes when you have baby. Before, success was graduating college, going to law school, falling in love and marrying the love of your life, getting jobs…. Now, success is defined by the following:
1) Getting a shower before leaving your house.
2) Making it out of Vons without you or the baby crying.
3) Remembering why you went to Vons in the first place.
4) Making it through a weekend without you and your love getting frustrated at each other.
5) Getting to church on time.
6) Getting anywhere on time.
7) Everyone being able to eat at the same time, and finish their meal before baby decides meal time is over.
8) Getting your morning coffee.
9) Changing a poopy diaper without baby putting his hands in the poop or crying.
10) Two words – girls’ night.
11) Finding a few blissful moments to blog.
What makes you feel successful or accomplished definitely changes after having a baby. I have the biggest feeling of success when I hold my sweet boy in my arms. Maybe it is after an unfortunate fall, maybe it is after a bath. Maybe it is during that quiet time just before he closes his eyes for the night. But nothing beats that feeling.
What has been redefined in your life? Every day I find something in my life, or in me, that is getting redefined (or refined). I am learning to enjoy the process :).
So, maybe I missed the boat on this or maybe I’m in denial. Lately my 21 month old has been amazing me with his constantly changing, developing personality! So, it has led me to ask this question of when does a baby become a toddler? Is there like a certain month that marks this right of passage? Is it their first fit? I no longer need to take a stroller everywhere, I can leave my extra fan diaper bag in the car, we have talks about peeing in the potty and not in diapers, wait, back up, we have “talks”!
I love my little man more than I could ever say, I guess those “old”moms were right when they said “they grow up too fast”. I’m freshly reminded to enjoy every second with this little nugget, and I will decide when I’m ready to admit he’s a toddler now;)
We’re in that awkward phase of going from two naps to one. You know the time when the child NEEDS to sleep the extra two hours, but just doesn’t. So the time frames you’ve carefully carved out to get things done like work or shower suddenly just aren’t there, and you’re trying to adjust and reschedule your life. I’m trying to figure out the best solution for Mase, and as we navigate this horrid phase together, I’m being given many opportunities for growth.
For example, today.
I decided I was going to win this game today, and NOT try to put him down at his regular time. I was going to get ready early, we were going to run to Target for a few things, and then head over to my parents to hang out until Josh got home so I could go to the office this afternoon.
A few backstory items to really tell this story. 1) I haven’t had a cup of really steaming hot coffee in 14 months. For some reason I can’t seem to just drink a dang cup of coffee straight through, its consistently cold. Not sure why I’m suddenly incapable of drinking coffee in a reasonable amount of time, but there it is. 2) If you read my previous post, I’m REALLY excited about my new cleaning schedule, and I’m also REALLY proud of my shiny bathroom. (Like I said….room for growth)
Since today is Wednesday, Josh goes into work at 7am, bless his heart, so he can come home and watch the nugget while I work in the office. This means I’m all alone with the MaseFace on Wednesdays, and he knows he’s smarter than me.
I got up with him, fed him, and we played for a bit, and then I had to get a move on. I put up the appropriate baby gates, grabbed my giant cup of *cold* coffee, and marched off to my bedroom to get ready for the day, and check all of my “to do’s” off my list.
I did a quick scan of the bedroom. We’ve babyproofed it as best we can, and I made sure trash cans were up and the closet doors were closed. I set my coffee mug on the counter and I even stopped and thought, “there’s no way he can reach that, you’re good”. Sad rookie mistake.
Mase isn’t walking on his own yet, he navigates the entire house by clutching the sides of the walls, or pushing his giant zebra scooter for support. I WRONGLY assumed that since he could not walk on his own, he could not climb up a cabinet face. WRONG.
He was gleefully pulling at my phone charger and knocking on my closet door so I figured I had a few minutes. I was on the opposite side of the room, still in full view, trying to get dressed, when I saw it. Movements so slow I swear they were in actual slow motion. I watched kind of stunned as I saw him clutch the cabinet door with his monkey-like toes and grab onto the sink. As soon as I realized what was happening it was too late. He swung his free hand over his body with such force and momentum, he was able to snatch that giant cup of cold coffee. At this point I’m screaming noooooooooooo and running, but apparently that was also in slow motion because as I’m lunging for him, he threw that cup down on the floor with such determination I wasn’t sure if I should cry or be impressed.
He calmly sat down on the ground in the huge soaking wet spot of coffee and patted the floor and said his best excited “Mama! Mama! Shhhhh! Mama!!!!” (he shushes me….I choose to believe its out of excitement, not actually telling me to shut up). My first reaction was to grab him out of the coffee mess, then I set him back down because ew, he was covered in coffee. Then I looked around. There was coffee spatter literally everywhere. All over my beautifully cleaned cabinets, mirrors, walls, doors and even ceiling. (Which is not mentioned on the cleaning schedule). I am ashamed to admit that even though my baby was actually really proud of himself for his accomplishment of scaling a cabinet wall and pouring my coffee everywhere I was angry with him. I was annoyed that my itinerary was interfered with, I was irritated that I would have to clean everything yet again, and I was horrified by the thought of “what if that coffee had been hot”?
Thankfully I paused for a minute to be grateful. Well, first I apologized to my son for scaring him with my crazed yelling and lunges to reach him and my coffee cup, and also for sitting him back down in wet coffee carpet. And then I thanked God for this miracle I get to stare at every day, and even though I am a total fail, for some reason he is mine. I had my blessed moment, and then I got back to cleaning. Which was another fail.
After the cleaning was done, Mase needed to be dressed and it was time to pull it back together and continue with my even more unscheduled day.
Of course everything that was meant to be accomplished today, was accomplished. Not the way I would have wanted it, but like I said, I’m growing over here. And who doesn’t love the idea of Mason dressing up like a ninja? 🙂
My mom ran a tight ship when I was a kid. My brother and I both did all kinds of scheduled chores around the house, and as I moved out and got my own place, I definitely took a break from any sort of regimented cleaning situations. Poor roommates, I apologize to you all again.
Fast forward to married Jess with her own condo and during this phase of my life I generally cleaned on weekends. Week days are too busy with work, gym, cooking, fun, tv, etc…no time for cleaning. This also meant cleaning often was skipped or just barely done because I was busy doing other stuff. (ps my house did get cleaned…but Josh helped a lot)
Fast forward to now Jess. This Jess works 30 hours a week, has a 14 month old, a husband, parents near by, church, and tries to have some friends too. I know there are a thousand people who have more going on than me, and still manage to keep a spotless house, cook new and exciting meals for their families, and craft all day, but that’s not me, to say the least. I’m just happy if the the baby and I are showered and fed most days, and then I’m supposed to scrub a couple of toilets? Not.Happening.
So like any other rational person, I began scouring Pinterest for ideas. I found a few things which are all pinned neatly in my “Clean & Organized” board, obviously. I tried them all, but nothing really seemed to stick. Lets be honest, unless your “amazing the uses for baking soda and vinegar!” ideas come with a fairy who will actually pour the hideous smelling vinegar and scrub the baking soda into the place, its not going to make my house sparkle.
Until I found THIS amazing little gem on Pinterest. This post got me thinking, if I can tackle just one thing a day, I can do anything. I did hesitate for a minute, because if you’re used to a dedicated “house cleaning day” where everything gets scrubbed and sparkly at once, this looks a little weird. My concern was that I would be annoyed that not everything was clean all at once. I gave it a shot anyway, and I am telling you, its amazing!
If you check out her site, she has this amazing chore list, and you just do a few things every day. We tweaked ours a little bit, for example, there are just the two of us, plus one nugget, so we’re not taking out the trash every day, but the general principles apply.
We have been using this handy little chore chart for almost two weeks now, and I can honestly say that I’ve never felt more peaceful in my home. I’m busier now than I’ve ever been, and the chaos and clutter in my home just intensified the chaos in my heart. This schedule makes the cleaning manageable, even fast, and my house has never been more clean! If time management and craziness is a struggle for you, I am telling you, get on the cleaning schedule band wagon!!!!