Mommy Talk

Being a mom ain't easy

Hold on Tight!

I am by no stretch of the imagination an over protective parent. Though this is my 1st child I have been baby-sitting, nannying and just helping to take care of kids most of my life. I spent most Saturday nights of my teen life baby-sitting. I have a younger cousin that I moved in with at 15 and would watch OFTEN and then in my late teens my best friend had a baby and I spent most of the following years helping her raise her 2 kids and then some. I love kids and I’m very comfortable around them.

Poststar_Floating_Bouncy_House_TG_140513_16x9_608That being said, since having my own son I have become paranoid about crazy things. What would happen if my car slid off the ice and went into the water? How would I get everyone out safely in a fire… you know.. normal paranoia. But the news lately has me on the edge of my seat. Seemingly normal, everyday, fun activities are putting children in life threatening situations that could never be predicted… though the nay sayers who bother to comment and I guarantee don’t have children or they wouldn’t say things like, “who let’s their child play on the swing set alone?” UMMM… EVERYONE! It’s in the back yard for crying out loud!

I first read about a bounce house being swept off the ground and flown the air like Dorothy on her way to Oz.. then I read a horrific account of a mother who almost watched her child choke to death on their back yard swing set and had no idea what was going on… thank God the “older” brother was there to save her. I say older in quotesswing set because he was 7 and hardly old enough to really handle the situation.

I think about all the crazy things that my friends, brother and I used to do as children and how we were never around parents… it was the 80s and most of us came from single parent homes anyway. I can’t imagine how many times our lives were at risk but we were too young and stupid to realize… or just lucky and we weren’t on the “gravelings” list for the day.

It’s just one article like that makes you realize how lucky you are and thankful for everyday that your loved ones are safe. I look at my son and he is already quite the handful and I know that he is only going to cause more mischief as the years progress. I just hope that fate or God or the “gravelings” are on his side. And mine!

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Hippity Hoppity Easter Came and Went

1948258_10152339527021602_4071599751604340545_nIt’s funny cuz this was my son’s second Easter and yet he still has no idea what’s going on. I brought him to meet The Bunny. The basket was laid out and filled in the night and yet nothing…. I mean he knows he got a few snacks and toys the next morning but the whole concept is completely over his head.

I think it’s funny how far he has come and yet at the same time he’s still a little baby with very10168121_10152339526766602_2113540666147130845_n little understanding of the ways of the world. I didn’t even bother with the egg decorating or the hunt.. he wouldn’t understand that he’s supposed to go look for them and we’d still be finding them on Christmas. Next year I think we’ll have more fun with it. Next year he’ll be 2 and completely afraid of the giant rat at pictures and totally excited about the prospect of candy… instead of the organic apple chips that he got this year.

524095_10151523833866602_2075482647_nThe one fun thing about this year was his Easter basket. It’s shaped as a giant Peep and last year he was small enough to sit inside of it. I think it will be quite fun watching him year by year get bigger and bigger and the basket get smaller and smaller… until then my family will just have to enjoy watching him play as he does everyday and take pride and in the happy little man that he is.

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Baby in White!

untitledSaturday night was my baby’s Baptism. It was so much fun. He was such a precious little angel. He was a little older than most because we had the slight glitch of neither myself nor his father are Catholic, but my father’s side of the family is and I wanted him baptised at our family church and I want him to learn the old traditions and make up his own mind on what he believes.

Anyway, so, because neither parent was Catholic I had to convert. It took many months, but I feel 1good about my time spent going to the church and what I have learned. The church in which we attend is pretty forward thinking. I could and would never take him anywhere that taught hate. They are accepting of everyone. In fact, the woman who was running my classes has a daughter who recently married a Muslim. If that isn’t accepting I don’t know what is.

2So we had a joint ceremony. My confirmation… as I was already baptised… and his baptismal. It was so beautiful. It was the night of the Easter Vigil. There was a full Mass and a crowd of people. You could really feel the love in the house4 when my baby came up and was ready for his dunking. I have to say, I have never been very fond of organized religion with all the hypocrisy you hear in the news. But on this night with these people I could really understand the appeal and the power that it has given others over the years.

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