Alright, alright, alright. Big fat disclaimer that I don’t have it together. At all. I hate to ever come off as doling out parenting advice or any advice at all because I don’t have it figured out and am not one of those moms that people look at with admiration, wonder, and sparkling eyes and ask, “how do you do…
Big fat disclaimer that I don’t have it together. At all. I hate to ever come off as doling out parenting advice or any advice at all because I don’t have it figured out and am not one of those moms that people look at with admiration, wonder, and sparkling eyes and ask, “how do you do it?!” because well, I don’t!
But! I’ve been mulling over little things that have remained constants throughout my tenure as a mother of small children (I would say that I’m mostly out of the trenches! I drop two kids off at school in the morning! The majority of my kids aren’t in diapers! etc etc etc) that have helped me in a big way. I’ve narrowed it down to three but there are many more. Maybe I’ll spill and expound on those at a later date if you rub your lucky rabbit foot just so during an especially full moon. Or something.
1. walks – I’ll never forget staring down a call weekend when Julia and Sebastian were little and I was pregnant with Theo and just feeling a greater sense of dread and doom than I normally felt. So I did something about it. I found a double jogger on Craigslist, drove to the seller’s house, and bought it. Yes, I was bold back then. Joke font. But, it did completely change my life. Along with headphones. It’s not always super fun to take multiple kids to the park (or is it ever fun? am I the worst? yes) but it we made a daily habit of taking long walks and sometimes runs around the neighborhood. When Theo came along we lucked out and found a discontinued triple jogger and the tradition continued. I had my weather standards but we’d bundle up when it was tolerable and everyone came back home feeling a little less crazy (or maybe that was just me). Now, the kids and I parade around the neighborhood with Diego in tow and sometimes it feels futile telling the boys not to wrestle in someone’s front yard and Phoebe to please stop asking me to blast Sia but I never regret getting outside and letting everyone get some energy out. So, Walk Advocate – throw it on my impressive resume.
2. grocery delivery – I was so so adamantly opposed to this for so long. A few people suggested it to me but I actually liked getting out of the house to go grocery shopping (I still do! Just not with everyone) because it was a nice break in the day and the kids were USUALLY well behaved with the free cookie bribe at the end of the trip. And then Bosco came along and the logistics of keeping track of everyone in the store and in the parking lot was just too overwhelming for bb Grace. Someone had recommended Shipt (not sponsored in any way) so I gave it a go and my life! It changed! They’ve made a few errors but are always very apologetic and credit my account more than is necessary. I know there are lots of delivery services these days (I’ve tried Amazon Prime Now and was less than impressed but – I’ve only done it twice) and of course we still do the big Costco trip but for the things Costco doesn’t carry – I’m allll about getting things delivered. I actually feel like it saves me money because I can see what is on sale that week and there is NO temptation for impulse buys (hello peanut butter Oreos).
3. keychain thing – technical name. My mom came to visit and generously watch the kids way back when Simon, Phoebe, and I made a trip down here to Florida to scope the area and when I came back she had put one of these on my keychain. Bettina and her infinite wisdom! I thought it was ugly but QUICKLY saw the genius that it was and haven’t looked back since. I used to lose my keys between the ignition and the parking lot ALL THE TIME. Between unbuckling and buckling car seats, making great compromises about who was going to sit where in the cart etc etc etc – I’d lose them. I’d always eventually find them but in the summer months when I never wore anything with pockets – it got ugly and I bet I lost hours of my life listening to crying kids while I looked for the cursed keys. Now? I just put the keys on my arm during that transitional time of getting everyone out and settled, locking the doors, and THEN putting the keys in my designated purse pocket. My life – it’s complicated, I know.
So – trivial? Yes. Helpful? Hopefully.
If there’s something you would add (there are hundreds – I know!) let a lady know!