self help, Thankful, Uncategorized

That Mom Life- Events Edition

Hi! My name is Alishia and I am a KraftaholicMommy!

Over the past few years, I have learned a few things about being a mom and wanting to plan things. I will preface this post with stating that this is to be taken as mostly joking. In my family, we tend to talk about heavy topics and pretty serious things with humor. We don’t belittle the situation, but once we have talked about it seriously, we make jokes to ease any possible tension. After all, life without humor is not a fun life. With that being said, here are some things that I have learned being a mom.

First, once your child becomes old enough to walk or even crawl, you will never enjoy the bathroom by yourself. Literally every shower I have had since my little man was six months old has been interrupted. Just last week, he walked in the bathroom, slung open the shower the curtain like he was revealing a prize on the Price Is Right, to ask me where a toy was. If you take long showers, be ready for them to bust in and need to poop. Yeah I said poop. I’ll say it again for good measure, they will poop while you are in the shower, or when you are brushing your teeth. I promise you at some point, every time you are in the bathroom, you will be interrupted.

Planning events

Please do yourself a favor, if you are wanting to host a party, make it about an hour later that when you actually want it. When you have kids, time takes on a whole new meaning. Once they get old enough, they will start wanting a say in what they put on. This is when the fun begins. I wear two different colored socks, I do this on purpose. My grandfather who passed away wore two different color socks, I do the same in remembrance. My son on the other, just wants to wear one of the longest socks he owns with the shortest sock he owns because his one ankle might get cold. He will always pick the stained up, hideously embarrassing play clothes shirt to wear to church. He will argue and even cry when he has to change it. He will then throw his clean clothes from his dresser into his dirty clothes basket in hopes that I will magically have a brain fart and think that I forgot to wash his clothes, leaving him to wear what he wants to wear.

I know you are probably wondering, how I correct that little tidbit of fun. I make him pick up his clean clothes one by one and slowly put them back in the dresser. I make him do it slowly so he doesn’t want to do that again…it works for at least a month. I know that he just wants to express himself, that’s fine to do, with his bedclothes. I am not about to have him walk out my front door with half a Batman costume, a PJ Masks shirt, and bright red cowboy boots.

This is just getting ready for the event, that isn’t even walking out the door. That is a whole other beast. When Monkey was a baby, it took me forty-five minutes to get him dressed, have his diaper bags (yes, I meant to put that s, we doing plurals here) and getting in the car. Seeing as how he is my first and only child, I can assure you, I started off as that mom. The overly protective, overthinking, over preparing Mom. Not at all a bad thing to be a bit over the top, but I very quickly made it a bad thing. I would have three diaper bags with me. One, slap full, you could barely zip it closed, because of the clothes. A second one that is beyond full of diapers, wipes, and multiple changing pads. A final one full of toys, bottles, and first aide kits. Yeah, just imagine how much I packed if we went on a trip. This was for just going to the store or going to dinner.

With him being older, the fun is getting him to put his shoes on. He tends to run around and try to play. Once, I finally get him to go get his shoes, I am met with the hunt. He can’t seem to ever find the shoe sitting on the floor right in front of him. Let’s face it, he will never see the things right in front of him…HAHAHA!!! Once we are past the shoe fiasco, we move on to the getting out the door part. Every single time we are getting ready to walk out the door, I will ask him if he has to use the potty. He will always tell me no. I no longer accept that as a valid answer. He is no longer asked if he has to go to the potty, he is told to go to the potty. The very rare occasion that I don’t do this about two miles up the road, where there are no businesses or any possible restrooms available, he will be screaming he has to go to the potty. It will be one those random have to go’s that he will have an accident and back to the house we go for a shower and me scrubbing the car seats. Save yourself from the fiasco and make them use the potty before you leave.

When you get to your event, if you started preparing to leave at least an hour before you need to be there, you will be at the event about fifteen minutes late. Have fun, because the second your little one sees something they can get into, they will. Then, all bets are off as you will be chasing your little bundle of joy all over the place, trying to keep them from destroying everything.

Getting ready to leave the event, you will spend a great deal of time packing all of the things you brought, chasing your munchkin around, and saying good bye to everyone.

While all of this sounds like a ton of work and for some, may be a reason not to have children, it is the best. You are able to watch this little human you gave birth to grow and learn right before your eyes. You are able to see them go from being this amazing miracle of a baby, to an actual little person. They are going o drive you batty and boy do I have the stories to prove that statement true. They are also going to teach you a very amazing thing; you will never know love until you become a parent. True love is not in your spouse, your friends, or even your parents, it is the love you have for your child. The word grace means unmerited favor. This means love without conditions, unconditional love. As a parent you will love your child no matter what they do. You will always be there for them when they need a hug, advice, or just a crazy parent willing to get on the floor with them and pretend to be a mermaid, while they are a pirate hunting for treasure. You are going to be able to put a precious, good, amazing human into the world to help make the world a better place. As you go through every stage of your little ones life, remember to take as much of it in as you can. Always remind yourself that they are only going to be that age for today. They will be a little bit older tomorrow, a little closer to the day that you know will not only make you prouder than anything you could ever imagine, but also break your heart in a way you never though possible.

All of this means that you are a parent. All of the crazy, insane, and down right hard parts of life are going to hit you sometimes, all in one day, but you love that little monster with all your heart and you won’t want to change a thing.

In the future, when Monkey is grown and he comes across this particular post; this is for you.

Mommy never had all the answers. I never knew exactly what I was doing. The day that test said pregnant, I was in love with you. I knew that God had blessed me in a way I could never repay Him for. He gave me the greatest gift this life could ever offer. I love you more than words could ever describe. All of the sacrifices, all of the heartaches, all of the sadness we have gone through, throughout these years are all worth it, being your mom. You are stronger than you’ll ever know, you are smarter than you give yourself credit, and you are capable of anything you put your mind to. Never give less than your best and never take on more than you can handle. Put God first and everything else second. Remember that the hard times are only temporary and Mommy and Daddy are always here for you. We will always be your biggest fan and your greatest protectors. God gave us you and we will never allow that to be forgotten. We love you to the moon and back!!!

Thank you so much for stopping by today, I hope you enjoyed today’s post! If you did, please let me know by giving this a like, comment, and share so others can join the fun as well! Until next time!

Thank you!

God Bless!

Happy Krafting!

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