here is a TBT. I was super pregnant with Rex. There are always some issues that bother us more than others… for me.. a wet towel on a rug (grr), kid who want go to sleep when you are beat (everyone) and then the good old pee on a brand new couch. It does remind me why I still get this couch steam cleaned every three months..
I was driving home after dropping off Viv at camp and thought, what is this feeling I have? oh, yes, joy, calm, I’m rested!! It’s been years, but I was reminded of MUCH MORE rested I am with a 6 and 9 year old when we recently stayed at my friend who has a 7 month old and a 2 year old.
the old days. Brand New Rex..wonder what happened to that blanket?
I was so happy to snuggle with the big, fat baby thighs and I felt AWESOME that I could help my friend and get her baby boy to sleep 3 times! I still got it!!. I told my kids, “smell that neck, nothing like it!”. But, man o man. That juggle of two small kids and her husband was working.. woof. No wonder I just started thinking clearly. So, I’m posting this video because though I do get more sleep now, I know there are those out there that are still in the trenches.
I’m so glad I have been doing this blog since early ’08 or else I would remember NOTHING. It keeps me honest. The other day I was really unfair to my son. He was pelting me with sticks, kicking my seat, shoes were flying into the front seat and I said,
“Vivien never did this!” My daughter smug, “yeah, Rex it’s dangerous to throw things at mommy while she is driving.”
Well, we were wrong. She did do it. Here is the proof. Why don’t I remember that? Why do I think her behavior as a nine year old is how she was at 3? Am I sexist against boys? Biased towards my daughter? Am I just brain dead?
Okay, no surprise, new businesses take a lot of work. So I saw this in my coolmom archive and it’s very relevant, expect I can see from my hollow cheeks I weighed less when I shot it then I do know. Oh well. That’s another blog.
Through blogging I’ve met some very cool woman. One of my faves is Shannon Colleary. She is funny and writes a lot about how women’s body images and how our sense of self changes through the years. We feel worse about ourselves when we are young and thin, and finally get some self acceptance when we have parts of our body start to jiggle . And not in a cute way. A crude summing up, but you know. Well, Shannon’s writings frequently get picked up by Huffington Post and on one such occasion she included a video of mine. It went viral and I said, who is this smart, funny woman who thinks I’m a funny, smart woman? We had lunch and a friendship bloomed. I asked if she would make a guest appearance in one of my videos. She agreed and I came up with the idea of Stunt Mom. The woman who appears who can do the work you don’t want to do. It was all improvised and Shannon was spot on perfect.
Or, how being a mom makes me feel like a dumb ass. Am I smarter than a 5th grader? I wish. I felt like such a big cheese when I was taking small rubber objects out of their mouths so they didn’t choke. Keeping their hands from open flames. But, now that they talk, go to school and haven’t done drugs their little minds are challenging my major domo position.
When I don’t want my kids to watch anymore sassy, put down Disney shows I redirect them to a movie. I saw lots of films growing up that would be good for them, right? Maybe not. “Back to the Future” seems like a family film. Till you watch it and count the S bombs that get dropped. So does our youth cinema watching brain jibe with our older parent watching brain?
Is it because I was actually older when I watched the films? Probably. But, sensibilities can be different. So which films that I thought would be good for kids were and which weren’t.
Which old chestnuts have you shown your kids? Which laid an egg and which ones landed?