Today I want to brag about a couple of the women in my life. All of the women in my life are truly amazing people with their own unique strengths and talents, but I need to brag about two of them in particular.
Let me tell you a little about these two women – Megan is my brother’s wife and Sara is my husband’s sister. They are both busy moms of three children. Megan has three boys and Sara has three girls. And they are both insanely crafty and talented.
Within the last week (and within three days of each other!), both women have taken the next step towards expanding their home businesses:
Here are a few things Megan and Sara have given my girls – pineapple and monkey hat, dinosaur tail, personalized onesie, personalized stuffed animal, and a custom order Man in Yellow Hat with Giraffe spots cake!
I so thankful to have both of these women in my life, and I am so proud of what they are doing. Please go check out their websites and Facebook pages (and share, share, share!)
This summer I’ve been taking advantage of the Kids Bowl Free program at our local bowling alley. If you don’t know about this program, check it out here. I was skeptical about signing up my three year old, but she has been having so much fun bowling. She has a pretty funny celebration dance after she bowls – she usually does her victory dance before the ball even hits the pins!
Usually, if I take enough snacks with us, my youngest daughter will sit happily at the table stuffing her adorable little face. This last time however, there weren’t enough snacks in the world to keep this baby happy. Lila was content for the first half of the game and then she got sleepy and only wanted to be held. I ended up bowling the rest of the game with a baby on my hip.
It was weird, but once I started bowling while holding a baby, my game actually started improving. Before having to hold Lila, I didn’t bowl a single strike or spare, but after picking her up, I continued to bowl strikes and/or spares. I guess the baby corrected my bowling posture.
While I was bowling, I had a thought: Why is there no such thing as the MomOlympics? Why do we not have a contest that features moms and their amazing multitasking ways?
If there were a MomOlympics (and there totally should be) here are a few of the events that should be included:
- The Marathon – Moms would line up at the starting line with their child in a jogging stroller.
- Rock Climbing – Babies would be snuggled up in the baby carrier as Mom ascends the rock wall.
- Bowling – With the baby on one hip, the Moms would bowl one handed.
- Swimming – Mom swims while towing a child in a raft behind her.
- Baton Twirling – With every toss of the baton, Mom would have to bend down to tend to the baby.
- Paddle Boarding – Mom paddles while the child sits on the board at Mom’s feet.
- Dodgeball – The Moms play dodgeball while trying to keep their children from being pegged with the ball.
- Rhythmic Gymnastics – Mom would use the ribbon to not only entertain the crowd but also to soothe a crying baby.
- Curling – Mom would throw the stone while instructed her children to “Sweep! Sweep!”
- Yoga – Moms would twist and bend into the most complicated of poses – partially due to the nature of the pose and partially because they are reaching for their child in order to keep them from wondering off.
Along with the above already established sports, MomOlympics would also host events like:
- Lego Obstacle course – Mom walks through a land mine of Legos while holding a baby on one hip and carrying a load of groceries.
- Diaper Changing Challenge – Moms get timed on how fast they can change a diaper.
- Laundry Folding Challenge – Moms race to fold as many towels as they can while their children “help” (read: unfold) them.
- Grocery Store Challenge – Moms (with children in the shopping cart) would race up and down the aisles trying to get everything on the list before the kids start whining or crying.
- Potty Training Sprint – Moms must locate a potty and sprint to get their potty training child onto the toilet before an accident occurs.
I really think I’m on to something amazing here. MomOlympics could be an international success! Who’s up for a little friendly competition!?! I’d love to hear if you have any other ideas for MomOlympic events!
Yesterday was Mother’s Day, and I was fortunate enough to be able to spend the afternoon with my two girls, my mother and my grandmother. We didn’t have any special plans or do anything out of the ordinary. We just sat in my mother’s living room and watched the kids play. Other than four generations of strong willed women in one room, it was nothing to write home about.
But that’s what made it a great Mother’s Day. I was able to enjoy the company of my mother and grandmother while watching my two little girls play. I know there are many people out there who wish they could have had a day like I had.
A friend from high school recently lost his mother in a tragic car accident. I can’t help but think of him and his family this Mother’s Day. I grieve for him and his children as they mourn their loss. I know they would do anything to be able to spend one more Mother’s Day with her.
I also keep thinking of the friends and family that have lost children or who have struggled with becoming a mom. Mother’s Day must be a terribly painful time for them. I happen to be reading a memoir about a woman who struggled with infertility before finally adopting a child. In the book she writes about the staggering number of children in the United States alone that are in need of a loving home. I ache for the children who are motherless and for the women who yearn to be mothers but aren’t.
Mother’s Day is the one day of the year set aside to honor the mothers in our lives – mothers, mother-in-laws, grandmothers, or any other motherly figure. But is one day really enough? If the mothers in your life are anything like the mothers in mine, one day of celebrating is really not sufficient. Mother’s Day should be a yearlong celebration! We should appreciate all the things they do for us each and every day.
I love being a mother. It is hard work, and it seems like it gets harder every day. I have been pooped on, puked on, and as I write this, my daughter, who is sleeping next to me, reached up and pinched me! She’s sleeping and felt the need to pinch my arm. Motherhood hurts! But I wouldn’t trade a minute of it. These two little girls are my everything. I am continually being amazed by the things they do, and I love being a part of their lives.
Kora made me a mommy and Lila renewed my subscription. I love these little girls more than they will ever know and it a blessing to be their mother.
Happy Mother’s Day!