So, I just read a great article, minus the skepticism of breastfeeding, about why moms compare themselves to other moms. It's so ridiculous, but I have been guilty of this, myself. If another mom can cook, clean, breastfeed, work, never have a glass of wine, never yell at their kids, never get tired, I should be able to, too, right?
I don't think so, anymore. After this little man made his grand entrance, I made it my mission to try to be perfect. Still keep the house spotless (minus the laundry. I hate doing laundry), still cook every night, exclusively breastfeed, etc. I found myself crying just about everyday! I was so disappointed, overwhelmed, and exhausted!
It didn't take me long to figure out that we're all capable of being able to multi-task, but, at different things. I thought I could be super mom. I still consider myself to be a super mom, but, I know, now, that spending time with my kids, and hubby is far more important than having an immaculate home. Also, letting myself have a glass of wine, now and again proved to be a great remedy!
Don't get me wrong, I still clean, but, if something needs to be put off, so that I can have an hour to talk to my hubs. you better believe, that's where I'll be. I know my hubby understands, which makes a world of difference. I do what I can, when I can, and, as long as we're happy, that's all that matters.
I was so hard on myself about breastfeeding, too. My bestie made it sound pretty easy, but, for me, it wasn't. Still isn't. I got mastitis, which meant breast damage for me. Less milk=fussy baby. I had to accept the fact that he would be partly formula-fed. I was devastated, at first. Now, I know as long as he's getting fed, he's ok. He gets 90% breast milk, and, I supplement the rest. It's easier, now that he's eating baby food, and cereal.
At the end of day, to know my kids are safe, well-fed, and my hubby is happy, makes me feel like I AM a super mom. I struggle, just like everyone else. There are days I wish little man really DID have an easy button, my daughter could entertain herself, and my hubby could make conversation with himself, but, that's my job. I love it. I get paid with kisses, hugs, and smiles. My hubby spoils me, too, which helps. lol I'm one blessed woman. Wouldn't change a thing about my life.
Hope you, too, remember we're all human. We all make mistakes. But, we're all super moms, and dads. We love our kids, and that's what matters most!
Until then, the Super mom/milk-maker
Tuesday, June 4, 2013
Homemade cleaners, being frugal, and softball coaching woes
So, I've started using homemade cleaners. My hubby thinks I'm turning into a hippie. That's ok by me. I just want to be frugal, and be more self-sufficient.So far, everything I've tried has turned out pretty good. My 9 year old and I cleaned the bathroom with baking soda, peroxide, and vinegar. Glass has never been cleaner, but, not so sure about the smell.
The homemade laundry detergent seems to have worked quite well, too. My hubby insists that I don't wash his clothes in it, but, once he sees how well it did, I'm sure he won't mind, anymore! He's so skeptical, but, folks all around the world are doing this! They have been for quite some time, too! It's been around for centuries, but, I'm the crazy one for wanting to save money, and figure out how to make stuff, myself.
The less I depend on "the man" ;p, the happier I'll be. I mean, if we fall into total anarchy, and chaos, will it not be beneficial to know how to wash clothes, myself? lol
Breastfeeding is still proving to be the hardest thing for me, right now. His teeth haven't been ground down, yet, so, they're still like razors! He's grinding them, too, which is driving me nuts, but I've read that it's normal. Sounds like nails on a chalkboard, to me, though. I still can't get this monster to sleep more than a few hours at a time. I've tried slipping him some formula, feeding him cereal closer to bedtime, but nothing is working!
Something else that's bugging the heck out of me are some of the parents of girls I'm coaching! They never bring their kids to practice, never tell me they won't be at practice/games until the last minute, and, they yell at their kids during games to the COMPLETE opposite of what I'm teaching them! I've already made the vow that I won't coach in this league, again. Not worth the time/trouble. If you expect greatness, you have to have the dedication. I know they're only 9-10, but you teach them now, and they'll have the life-lessons for when they're older.
Anyways, I know this post hasn't been the funniest, but, my life is pretty boring, so there ya go! ;p
Until we meet again,
Your exhausted milk-maker
The homemade laundry detergent seems to have worked quite well, too. My hubby insists that I don't wash his clothes in it, but, once he sees how well it did, I'm sure he won't mind, anymore! He's so skeptical, but, folks all around the world are doing this! They have been for quite some time, too! It's been around for centuries, but, I'm the crazy one for wanting to save money, and figure out how to make stuff, myself.
The less I depend on "the man" ;p, the happier I'll be. I mean, if we fall into total anarchy, and chaos, will it not be beneficial to know how to wash clothes, myself? lol
Breastfeeding is still proving to be the hardest thing for me, right now. His teeth haven't been ground down, yet, so, they're still like razors! He's grinding them, too, which is driving me nuts, but I've read that it's normal. Sounds like nails on a chalkboard, to me, though. I still can't get this monster to sleep more than a few hours at a time. I've tried slipping him some formula, feeding him cereal closer to bedtime, but nothing is working!
Something else that's bugging the heck out of me are some of the parents of girls I'm coaching! They never bring their kids to practice, never tell me they won't be at practice/games until the last minute, and, they yell at their kids during games to the COMPLETE opposite of what I'm teaching them! I've already made the vow that I won't coach in this league, again. Not worth the time/trouble. If you expect greatness, you have to have the dedication. I know they're only 9-10, but you teach them now, and they'll have the life-lessons for when they're older.
Anyways, I know this post hasn't been the funniest, but, my life is pretty boring, so there ya go! ;p
Until we meet again,
Your exhausted milk-maker
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