Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Sorry, Not Sorry!

Bless me, children for I have sinned. My last offense was 5 minutes ago...

(Before I even start, and on a complete side note- I think its funny that I still have not bookmarked this blog. I have to Google search for it every time. Calafam? Calafamily? Calahan Family?)

I'll keep this short, mainly because I have to. 

My hair dresser once told me, "The secret, is to get up early. Get up before your kids so you can have a cup of coffee by yourself, and take a shower without anyone rushing you. The secret is- (she really said this, kids) Just don't sleep!" Bitch. Of course SHE could afford this luxury. Only SHE could turn lack of sleep into a luxury. She's blonde and cute, tiny waist... "The secret is- Just don't eat!" I say to myself in mockery. 

But then I heard this sage advice, again on a podcast. I listen to podcasts to fall asleep every night. I hardly have time for my own thoughts, so I find comfort in falling asleep to the strung together, coherent thoughts of other people. "Mighty Mommy" as she has probably dubbed herself, said "to boost your energy and productivity try getting up just 30-45 min earlier than the rest of your family. JUST 30-45 min?! 

Alright so here I am; been up since 4:00 am. Super great... I couldn't go back to sleep, so I thought, let me try this. I took a shower, I even used the new body scrub I bought but haven't used before today because I didn't want to call Deklan's attention to it and have him spill it all over the tub. I even washed my hair without someone yelling,"It's raining!!!". And that's where I went wrong- I spent too much time on one activity when I had a million ideas for things I want to do alone! I gambled it all away on one shower. 

Afterwards, I glued on all my nails while the cat meowed at me in anger for wanting to be fed. "How dare you be up and not feed me! Meow meow". I tell him, "Shut up! I got up so no one would bother me!" Then, Deklan woke up. I could hear him fall out of bed and start trying the door knob (which thank God you haven't mastered yet.) Chills ran down my spine. I'm busted. It is now 6:05, a mere 15 min from the time I quit breastfeeding and gave up on falling back to sleep. I chose to ignore Deklan and find humor in the situation through this blog "real quick". I'm pretty sure he's spying on me from under his door. He's banging things around in there, tempting me to go check on him but I resist. Then Joel walks in, "Why are you up? What are you doing typing on the floor?" I repsond, "I got up so no one would bother me." :( He grunts as if to say, "geez...what's you're problem". It's true too, I'm fluent in his grunts by now. 

This all went downhill quickly. Increased productivity, my butt.

Saturday, September 20, 2014

Family ROOOAD trip! #1

Yo, Yo, Yo, Kids!! (Someday I'm going to say stuff like that to you in front of your friends just to embarrass you-- sweetly of course)

Last week we went on a 9-10 hr road trip to Tahoe to stay in the "Kinser Kabin". Daddy ran a marathon around the lake. Mommy ran a diaper marathon around the clock. We all had a great time!- seriously. Deklan was potty training (which means he repeatedly crapped his underwear- no really we came with 14 pairs of underpants which Grammy calls "panties" hee hee hee, and he went through all of them, twice.) Quinn just wanted to be held a lot, which I was prepared for. We made signs for Daddy, and cheered him on around mile 9. Deklan roasted his first 'mallow. He really seemed to LOVE the outdoors. A dirty boy, covered in snot (which helps the pine needles stick better),  found a caterpillar and poked it in the eye. Don't forget to imagine the poop in his pants that bothers him not.
THANK GOD for Grammy and Poppy. At first we felt like we were walking into a death trap. The cabin was nice, but as new parents, in a new place, naturally we flipped out the first night when Deklan almost cracked his head open on the brick fireplace. Again, I freaked out when I realized I was sleeping with a family of spiders. Again, we freaked out upon seeing Deklan master the stairs and the pier- assuming he'd no sooner fall to his death. Grammy and Poppy kept it cool.

And the melt downs..OHH the melt downs... This is how that went down:
   We pull up on a park with another little boy who is already there. Deklan brings his tractors (2 of them- 1 green, 1 red. They start to play and share. Now here comes another boy covered in marker who could care less about a tractor at this point. Great! Then his (marker-boy's) mom pulls up and sees the other 2 playing with tractors and finds this to be a prime opportunity for her son to make friends, although what it REALLY was was an opportunity for her to instill chaos. THIS LADY pulls out a bigger, double digger/loader truck and gives it to not-my-son who then cries for his turn and decides he never wants to give this up. Thanks, Lady. What a peach. So when we finally leave, Deklan cries and screams- MINE! MIIIIIINE! The woman calls back- "If you want one, just google 'Dump trump' and it was the first one to pop up!" I almost gave her the "bird" (I'll explain that to you later). Deklan then cried through dinner, the walk home, and a lovely hour or so once back at the cabin.














The Kinser Kabin

This picture that make you seem like angels...

Deks nearly burning his hand....

Deks nearly falling to his "death"....

Daddy being awesome...

...and a good time was had by all...
Love, Mom & Dad.

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

How I am trying to escape being a SAHM

Dearest Babies,

        I LOVE you, I really really do...
Deklan: You are so brilliant. I am trying to potty train you and you are really started to foreshadow for me how I think you'll be when you are a teenager. You do not care if you stink (and you do). You do not care if you have snot running down your face and into your mouth. The more I ask you to do something, the less likely you are to do it. You seem to like to feel as though everything is your idea. Poop in the potty? -if you want to, Eat a veggie?- if you want to. Other things that are difficult to get you to do- get out of the bath, sit at the table, brush your teeth, leave your blankie at home, eat anything besides bread or candy, put on shoes, put on pants, drink slowly, and go to sleep...to name a few. You are a little sponge though! You repeat everything like "Adios" and "Gracias". You are kinda a "follower" although not in a bad way so far. You just like to watch what others are doing and then try it out for yourself. You are observant and fearless. My favorite quality about you though is your empathy. Once when I was mad, I thought I was playing it cool, not even Daddy knew I was mad, and you kept saying, "Mommy sad. Mommy sad, stop it." You often ask me if I'm happy, you ask other children if they are ok when you see them get hurt. You run to Quinn when she's crying to make sure she's alright. I adore this about you.

Quinn: if you are comparing the size of these paragraphs, don't. Right now you are mostly just a blob of baby. Your personality shows a little already, but you don't do much. Today we stayed home together and literally- we napped. I quickly shoveled some food down during a calm moment, but then at the first utterings of what I feared would become a cry, I held and fed you again. You sleep pretty well at night, but falling asleep is sometimes hard for you. Every night from about 7:30-8:30 you cry and fight sleep. I don't get it! it's all you've been doing anyway... Deklan loves to try to hold you. He kisses you a lot and holds your hand, but you don't seem to like that. You sleep next to me in your bassinet, but usually I wake up with you on my chest (I move you to feed you and then fall asleep mid-burping). You are 1.5 mos now and you smile more and this just tickles me! I think you're absolutely beautiful. You love to be in your carrier, although it makes me feel like 100 million degrees. You never want to be put down. I love to hold you both in each arm and thank God for two beautiful wonderful babies.

Daddy was told we would be moving to Texas for his work, but just recently it got cancelled. Mommy was planning to go back to work but in short, everyone quit while I was on maternity leave. Everything is is limbo right now. Where will we live? What will we do? Will I work? Will Quinn go to daycare with Deklan at La Petite? For how long? How will I breastfeed still? After Daddy's paternity leave, I've really only spent 2 weeks as a SAHM, but I've already gone on one interview  (Quinn came with and was such a lady, but she did poop and burp in my lap- whatever as long as there was no crying). I didn't like the company so this week I have contacted my old agency to put feelers out. After having written this I realize even more what a blessing it is to get so much time to bond with you both. I love having time with you each 1:1. I also want to provide. I know Deklan LOVES school and he is so bright. Right now he is also trying out gymnastics and soccer. I want you both to get to try anything you want, and also--- I love my job! My mom worked and my grandmas worked too. I guess I have a family of women that can do it all! I think by putting us in limbo, God is telling me right now- just sit still, enjoy this time...you'll never get it back. Thank you Joel for this gift of time with my kids. Thank you kids for this time with you. Never in a million years did I think my life would turn out so remarkable...


Love Mommy & Daddy.  

you do this at dinner every night...

You won't let me set you down, so I fold laundry on your head  video