Being a mom is not easy! There are days when your children are acting up and you just want to hide under a rock or blow up because your nerves are short! And then there are days where you feel like your children are the best kids in the whole wide world! We all wish we had more days like the latter, but in reality we all know that isn’t usually the case. Lately my kids have been so stubborn. I ask them not to do something, and then they end up doing it, and start to push my buttons! My two older ones like to egg each other on and of course both end up getting in trouble. I’ve gotten to the point where I feel like the scolding, and going to time out is not working anymore!!! [Read more...]
Happy Easter to everyone who’s celebrating! We went on a fun egg hunt yesterday and my son stocked up on lots of candy…most of which has already been tossed into the garbage. Now before you think I’m such an awful mommy for not letting him be a kid and enjoy all that sugar…he’s just not into it. Good for us, he could care less. Pretty sure this won’t last forever. Truthfully, I can’t wait to let him have a field day at the candy store one of these days. And when that day comes, I’m sure I’ll be way more excited than him. But for now, he’d rather eat fruit. And we are very much ok with that.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s not like I haven’t thought about what it would be like if I was married to someone like Noah, (Ryan Gosling), in The Notebook. My husband isn’t the type to buy me flowers every evening or serenade to wake me up for the full course meal he made. He doesn’t make public announcements of his undying love for me and tell others that “I had him at hello.”
His versions of romantic gestures include biting my arm, (playfully!), while I’m cooking or getting me our wedding flowers for occasions like my birthday. Sometimes, out of the blue, he even picks up a nice energy stone necklace from a store he knows I’d like.
He isn’t the type to plan a whole weekend of surprises for me, (he says I’m better at planning), and he likes to just go for the ride. But if he has to plan something, (like when he proposed to me or my 30th birthday party), he goes all out and doesn’t hold his heart back with anything.
He doesn’t tell me I look beautiful when I want to hear it at times, but when I’m least expecting it, in the most random moment, he shows me. He hugs me and says I look nice. He means it with his eyes.
And while he rarely, ok never, touches the dishes…actually, there’s no follow-up with this one. He never does them and yes, that can get annoying.
But we live in this world, especially on social media, where it seems like women need to tell others how amazing their spouses are. I sometimes scroll down my Facebook news feed, and see the word perfect associated with the many elaborate date nights hubbies’ planned for friends, the special gifts boyfriends bought their girls and while I am happy for them, it makes me wonder.
Are we breeding a culture where what we get and do for another is rewarded by public “likes”?
Is love turning into a “likes” contest?