Monthly Archives: October 2014

As For Me and My House We Shall Serve The Breast…

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Breast is best, isn’t that what they always say? Well for some people the bottle = sanity and that’s okay too! Out of six kids I breast fed two of them. Gasp….yes, only two, now before you call all the organnies out and start protesting on my front lawn, let me explain…I didn’t feel comfortable letting my first born or my second for that matter, eat off my boob and by the time I got to my third, I was on the fence about the whole matter but I didn’t want to give one child a better advantage than the other two, that wouldn’t be fair, would it? I was also under the impression that I would basically be confined to my house, being milked the whole first year of my child’s life. When our fourth child graced us with his presence, I felt like I had no other choice but to breast feed, with the economy the way it was and that thing they call inflation, and the fact that every time you turned on the news their was a recall on some brand of formula I was scared to even look at a bottle! Plus, during a play date, a friend of mine pulled out this thing called a hooter hider and nursed her baby in the middle of McDonald’s play place unbeknownst to anyone! I was intrigued, this simple act completely defused my prior thoughts of being chained up at home.

 

So I whipped out the ol’ milk jugs for baby #4, I was unable to nurse #5, and #6 also got the best of my breast and currently still is! Nope I am not ashamed to still be nursing my son who isn’t quite two yet, I’m actually quite proud that I had enough dedication to stick it out this long! People, the boobs are not meant to be used as ornaments. Are you setting down, because I am about to unveil the truth to you…God intended the breast to be used for…drum roll, please….a way to feed your kid!!! Don’t feel bad, I was shocked too when I learnt this. I am fully aware that there are some people out there that are completely disgusted with breast feeding. Why is this any of their business you ask? Well apparently, they feel violated when they happen to walk up on a mother nourishing her baby. This of course usually interrupts their either a. view of the woman that is standing behind the mother, wearing a tight, provocative, dangerously low cut, cleavage bearing shirt, or b. the mother is taking attention away from the woman who is flaunting her newly purchased air bags, she is thinking ‘you know I paid good money for these, and you are taking away from the awe factor I was going for!’ Guess what, breast feeding mommies have a right to enjoy the sunshine too, I’ll keep my mouth shut about your honkers if you keep yours quiet about mine:)

 

I recently received a nursing gown from Savi Mom Maternity and Nursing Wear and I LOVE it! Savi Mom (follow this link to their page) is an awesome place to buy maternity and nursing wear, they are fashionable, functional and affordable! I asked them if they had any advice or funny things that they had heard or seen through out their years of experience. They were once told by a mom that while she was breast feeding, very discretely, in a restaurant at her table, someone approached her and told her that is was not appropriate to do that in public and she should go to the bathroom to nurse. This mom politely told the person that if they like to eat their meals in the bathroom that was their own personal preference, but her baby preferred eating at the table. Savi Mom’s personal advice to those of you who are trying to decide whether or not breast is best for you and yours is…”Don’t let other people’s opinions of what is right or acceptable dictate what you do. Breastfeeding is the most natural and kind thing that you can do for your baby. There is never any shame in it! Don’t let anyone ever make you feel bad about nourishing your baby, no matter where you are! Be kind to yourself. Every mom feels like she is messing up on a daily basis, it’s okay…you are doing great.”

 

My advice to those of you trying to make this hard decision is do what you feel comfortable doing. If you choose to breast feed your child then hooray!!! You are a brave, wonderful, great mom! Do not be ashamed because another person is insecure with your security. It is absolutely none of their business. For those moms out there that choose the bottle for your feeding needs then good for you!! You are also a brave, wonderful, great mom! You knew what was best for your family and your situation and you chose wisely. Don’t let others make you feel bad for not breast feeding, it is nobody’s business but yours!

 

Because I know that this is a hard decision to make…from experience, I have put together a list of pros and cons for you. Maybe this will make your decision easier!

As for me and my house we shall serve the breast!

XOXOXO~

~Mommamamom~

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Bottle Feeding:

 

Pro: It’s convenient!

Con: It’s man-made

 

Pro: Baby can hold a bottle

Con: frequent ear infections

 

Pro: more freedom

Con: frequent belly aches

 

Pro: People won’t ask you to feed your baby in the bathroom!

Con: Other’s might judge you because you chose not to breast feed. (we can’t win for losing can we?!)

 

Pro: Your husband can take a midnight feeding or 2!!

Con: Your husband is an extra ‘heavy’ sleeper and you still have to get up several times with the baby!

 

Breast Feeding

 

Pro: It’s all natural!

Con: Nobody else can feed your baby!

 

Pro: You lose your baby weight faster!

Con: You will probably have to wear a size bigger top because of the jugs!

 

Pro: one on one bonding with your baby.

Con: you can not leave your baby for more than two hours at a time.

 

Pro: your milk is readily available.

Con: People will judge you for your right to feed your baby anywhere you please.

 

Pro: You get more sleep! Trust me;)

Con: You become a human pacifier.

 

Pro: You get to wear cute, comfy clothes from the Savi Mom! Their clothes are functional, stylish, and affordable! Try their most popular nursing gown and you’ll be recommending it to all of your fellow nursing friends like I am!! It’s the softest thing ever!! Because I love this gown and everything else they have to offer so much I have teamed up with the girls over at Savi Mom to bring you my very first FREE GIVE AWAY!!!!

*Savi Mom Nursing Gown Giveaway Rules*

First off follow me on Twitter @themommamamom and like my Facebook page youhavesixkids. I will be announcing the winner on both of these pages so you won’t want to miss that!!!

The contest will run from now until November 5, 2014!!!!!

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I will take the names from both entries, but make sure you share it!!!  NO DOUBLE ENTRIES!!!!

~Rejoice for Joy~

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Joy is defined as a feeling a great pleasure and happiness. Joy can be found in the darkest of times if you look hard enough. Sometimes people find joy in simple things such as a movie, a song, a book or even commercials. Then there are times of what I like to call pure joy, times like the birth of a child, a wedding, a day of adoption, or a big promotion at work. A high like that is hard to imagine coming down from but eventually what goes up must come down.  When you have experienced joy you then begin to rejoice. The definition of rejoice is: to feel or show that you are very happy about something. Rejoicing can be shown in a smile, dancing, laughter and even sometimes tears. I had the pleasure of experiencing joy and witnessing people rejoice! It was a simple act that put it in motion, the simple act of an innocent child at play…pretending to be grown up in the midst of all the grown ups pretending to be kids…

Joy was found by many walking down a random aisle at Walmart. Open your eyes to the world around you and you just may find yourself rejoicing over the joy that you found in a peculiar place! Allow yourself to stay on top of the joy mountain today!

 

XOXOXO~

~Mommamamom~

10 Reasons Why I Don’t Always Like My Kids…

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Just because I love my children unconditionally doesn’t mean that I always like my children. There are times when I hear their voice calling my name and I hide like I’m the star witness against the biggest organized crime boss in the history of the mob! They walk through the house yelling “MOooOOOoooOOMmmmMMM, where are you????”  I find myself testing there intelligence “Mom’s not here right now so leave a message after the beep” You know it’s really to hard like somebody all the time when you spend every. waking. moment. with. them! I want to live right by God but I’m no saint! I bet there are times when even God doesn’t like us very much. I know he loves us but do you honestly think that during those times of…say road rage he is thinking “awe she’s such a sweetheart, I really like her” Like when we are yelling every profanity there ever was at the car in front of us for sitting through a green light because they are soooo involved in Facebook on their phone? Yeah, I’m thinking not. I bet there will be a lot of moments throughout my kids’ lives that they aren’t going to like me either!

But for now, for you enjoyment I give you my top 10 list of…..I don’t like my kid when….

 

1. I don’t like my kid when… they ask for the last bite of my chocolate pie.  Ummmm…..here I guess you can because sharing is suppose to be caring, right?

2. I don’t like my kid when…I tell them to go to bed and they all of a sudden remember that they have math homework…due tomorrow!

Fine! 1+1=2, 2+2=4….now go to bed and let that sink in!

3. I don’t like my kid when…I tell him to take out the trash and he instantly gets stricken with the urge to poop.  Well you better hold it in until you get this darn trash out!

4. I don’t like my kid when…he has a sudden case of honesty at the water park. “He’s under 9.” “I AM NOT! I’m 10!” As if he is going to get 19.95’s worth out of the ‘big’ slide!

5. I don’t like my kid when…he tells his Dad about how exciting it was when the police officer asked for mommy’s license and insurance….  Ummm….now I have to poop…

6. I don’t like my kid when…I tell her to stop bugging her brother and she says (with hands on hips) “say it nice mom”. Oh I’m getting ready to say it ‘nicely’

7. I don’t like my kid when…he starts yodeling throughout the house using a high pitched, screeching sound in place of his normal voice.  Don’t quit your day job, boy.

8. I don’t like my kid when…he asks me if it’s his turn on the computer yet..is it now?…is it now?….is it now?…. Perdoname, no habla ingles.

9. I don’t like my kid when…he unnecessarily repeats things I have said. My mom says you’re lazy………   I certainly did not! never speak in front of ears again repeat never speak in front of ears again.

10. I don’t like my kid when….I give him a hug and kiss in the morning and he tells me my breath stinks.    Ha, never!

 

I absolutely love my kids and I would be lost without them but let’s face it sometimes kids are just plain mean. “Mom, am I getting a baby brother?!?”  “No, why do you ask that?”  “Because your belly is sooooooo BIG!”

The secret is out, mom’s are human too! So why don’t you like your kids?

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XOXOXO~

~Mommamamom~

 

A Daily Devotional Just for You

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I am excited to announce that I have started another site in addition to my blog! I have been feeling God pull at me and it wasn’t until recently that I was able to see what it was that he was calling me to do! He has opened my eyes, ears and heart to his messages through everyday tasks and events that we take for granted. He has a message for all of you moms out there in every stage of motherhood and he has given me the gift of being able to deliver it to you through my writing! I will be posting daily devotionals along with scripture and a prayer for the day on my new devotional website, www.youarejustamom.com. Visit this website now and read your first devotional titled Just a Mom, and sign up to receive your daily devotional message via email! I will still continue posting regularly to this blog, I’ve got way too many crazy stories yet to tell, I mean come on the Holidays are upon us, it’s bounds to be exciting! I have a feeling that God has big plans on the horizon and I hope that you will join me on this new adventure and open the doors to what God has in store for you! God is calling, are you going to answer?

XOXOXO~

~Mommamamom~

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To Get a Glimpse of Beauty…

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I love the one on one moments I get to spend with my children. I don’t get them as much as I would like but when they do happen, I get so prayerfully excited for the future! I get small glimpses of my babies exquisite souls. I get to experience a little slice of heaven if you will. God allows me to get a sneak peak of the kind of adults my children are growing into.

This evening, Why For (my 10yr old) had swim practice and although, I had the two littles in tow and our time together was just a short 8 minutes or so I was allowed to see inside my sons heart. There are so many times I take this short drive to swim for granted. A lot of times I use my drive time to catch up on phone conversations or I turn the music up to my favorite song and I end up ignoring the ones that I live for. Way too many times when we are waiting for a practice to be over I am looking at my phone, mindlessly scrolling through my Facebook news feed. Any one else find yourself wishing you would have just put your phone down and became involved in the moment? I know I have, one too many times! I’m beginning to realize I am missing out on precious opportunities to get to know my children! Honestly, we need to jump on every chance they give us to have a peek inside their little minds, because before too long we are going to be sending them off on their very own adventure called life.

This evening my son shared with me about his friends. He excitedly told me that he has friends from all different cultural backgrounds. He finds this so interesting! As he was telling me about his different friends, I realized something else. All the times that I gripe and moan and groan because I am not being heard, I was wrong! Even though I feel as if no one is paying attention to a word I say, they are, in their own way, they are hearing me and they are taking what I am saying to them and applying it in their lives where they need to! Isn’t that what we want as parents? Don’t we want our children to take what we teach them and use it for their own independence?

As we were talking I said to him “It’s great that you are making so many interesting friends. It doesn’t matter who they are or where they came from because at the end of the day we were all wonderfully and..” He cut me off to finish my sentence “fearfully made by God, yeah mom I know”. Praise The Lord his ears DO work!! I learned so much from our little conversation, such as; now a days in P.E. at school they are legally not allowed to call dodge ball, “dodge” ball! It is now called “agility” ball. I asked him why and his reply was “we live in a different world now, my P.E. teacher said it was stupid that we had to change the name but we just did for legal reasons. And mom, he isn’t one of these new teachers he’s like in his late 40’s or 50’s!” So in other words he’s my age, 32! Hahaha!! Apparently “old” teachers know things:)

I was reassured today that as crazy as it gets sometimes, Snookums and I are doing our job raising that one! He is a young boy with an “old” soul and he is going to grow into an amazing man. I can’t wait to see what the future has in store for our children! Don’t let life get in the way of “seeing” your children, put down your phone and hear what wisdom they have to teach you. I promise you will not be disappointed!

Thanks for reading and I hope you were able to take something away from my writing! If you enjoyed this post, please click on the Top Mommy Blogger link to cast your vote for my blog!! Thank you all and may God bless you abundantly:)

XOXOXO~
~Mommamamom~

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* please don’t judge I had to use my phone during swim practice to write this post! In my defense, the littles were watching a movie and completely occupied! Hahaha:)

God is Calling, Are You going to Hit the Ignore or Answer?

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Tonight was life changing. I mean really! I have always heard of people saying they were moved by the Holy Spirit, that they’ve heard God talking, that they’ve seen their clear path….and I always wondered why I hadn’t. Maybe I’m not christian enough or good enough or dare I say maybe God isn’t real and that’s why he doesn’t speak to me. Of course I know that God is real, all I have to do to know that is look around. But to say that I have never doubted my faith or my worthiness would be a lie. I think on some level we all have a little doubt…

You’re telling me that there was a woman that got pregnant without doing the deed and then gave birth to a boy who just happened to be the son of an invisible wish grantor? You mean to tell me that this boy that was born in a barn, grew up to travel the land and heal the sick, blind and lame by laying his calloused carpenter hands on people? You want me to believe that a human man could live a life without sin and truly, unconditionally LOVE EVERYONE by choice? Then you expect me to accept the story that he was beaten, mocked, and hung from a cross to eventually die, only to rise from the dead on the third day after his death and walk among the living and breathing men and women who cheered his death on? And he did all of this just so they along with all of us, natural born sinners, could live a full life and not suffer the sentence of death for our sins?

YES! I’m here to tell you YES, believe just that. Believe that you are here for a purpose and you are called to do GREAT things in his name. Believe that there is life after death. Believe that the sick can be healed, the blind will see, and the lame can walk again. Believe that your dreams will come true. Believe that miracles happen. Believe that you are stronger than your addiction. Believe that you are good enough, you are worthy enough, you are smart enough, you are pretty enough, you are skinny enough, you are a good mom, you are a good dad, whatever it is YOU ARE ENOUGH! God had a plan for you before you were even a peanut in your mother’s womb. He knew you and he knew the choices you would be faced with. He has confidence in you even when you don’t. HE BELIEVES IN YOU! He LOVES you.

Tonight I attended a party for women that one of our local churches puts on a couple times a year. They call it Girlfriends. Each Girlfriends has a different theme. This year’s was based off of Pinterest. For those of you that don’t know what Pinterest is, it is a website that is used to gather ideas anywhere from cooking, decorating, diy, photography, to funny quotes and so much more. It is designed to be kind of like a virtual pin board. You see something you like, you pin it to a designated ‘board’. For us hoarders it’s just another junk drawer, “I might need that one of these days….”, and for some of us mommies, like me, it is a reminder of all the things society I think I should be doing with my kids to be a good mommy.  Sometimes it’s just another way to let doubt creep in. But for tonight, it was AH-MAZING:) God really outdid himself tonight, using the creative talents of all the people that came together to organize and prepare for this epic worship experience. They had different stations set up with examples of Pinterest inspired crafts and snacks. This however, was not what made tonight’s experience one for the record books. It wasn’t even the absolutely terrific guest speaker Charlotte Gambill (google her, after you finish reading this that is). Although, I must say I was laughing, crying and agreeing with everything she said. She was a wonderful, funny, excited, steward of God. God spoke through her tonight and that was what made tonight life changing.

He used Charlotte’s words to move me. Literally, he moved me out of my seat, into the aisle and up to the front of the church! Have you ever felt the pull during an alter call at church? You know, the need to go to the front, but you just can’t seem to make your feet move?  What if people stare at me, what if they think I’m having marital problems or money problems or problems with my kids? No one else is going up there, oh well except that lady but she’d move to the front of the line for a flu shot, every time. I’ll just secretly pray right here where no one will notice, I would hate for people to think I’m weird. Been there, done that, and all I got was a stinkin’ t-shirt! But not tonight! Tonight, as I tried to fight the pull, I mean I tried shoving it way down there, underneath all those powdered donuts I had for lunch, I felt it get stronger and stronger. God pulled at me until I was in the middle of the aisle and up front. I was so scared of what people were thinking, and then I realized something. These people didn’t know me, but God knows me. He knows the desires of my heart. He knows my deepest secrets. He knows my greatest accomplishment and my worst failure. He knows all of my sins and yet he still loves me and wants to bless me. He sent his only son to this earth to die for MY sins, so why should I be ashamed to simply walk up to the front of the church for him?

Charlotte Gambill told us tonight that we needed to move our seats. She said to move to a seat that isn’t obstructing our view, our view of what God has in store. She said to be bold and quit waiting around on the rest of the group to make a move. By the end of tonight’s worship experience I was in tears, not because I was sad or embarrassed, but because I was so over the moon happy! You see I didn’t plan on going tonight, I kept telling myself I didn’t have time, the kids have practice, the house is a mess, I need to cook supper. But the pull that I felt tonight while sitting in my chair listening to Charlotte, started earlier this afternoon and throughout the day it got stronger and stronger, God called I hit the ignore button so he called again, until finally I caved and said the heck with it, I’m going! God needed me there, because he had a plan for me. He planned on speaking to me tonight, he planned on the Holy Spirit moving me to the front, because he wanted me to have a front row seat for the show, his show!  The thing of it is, it’s not just me that he wants to give this to, oh no, he wants to give it to you to! As Charlotte said you just have to be willing to move and pay the price for the better seat. Go out and be bold, be different, be a weirdo! Just make sure you’re being one for God:)

Thank you for reading and I pray that what you read was not of my own but of God’s. Is God pulling you do something that makes you uncomfortable?

“I eagerly expect and hope that I will in no way be ashamed, but will have sufficient courage so that now as always Christ will be exalted in my body, whether by life or by death.” (Philippians 1:20)

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XOXOXO~

~Mommamamom~

Just another day? Oh no it’s a BIRTHDAY!

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Today was Snookums birthday! I love me some birthdays! Around this house a person’s day of birth is something to be celebrated! For the kids I usually decorate their bedroom doors and their place at the table. They will be allowed to open one birthday present that morning before school and the rest will be saved for that evening after dinner. We always let them pick out what or where they would like to eat their special birthday dinner. One year we got off real easy, Why For (our first born) insisted on having Campbell’s Chicken Noodle soup for his special meal! Now he want’s a steak! I try and make sure I have all the birthday person’s favorite things on hand for the day. As you can imagine birthdays keep us pretty hooked up throughout the year considering there are twelve months in a year and we have eight birthdays to celebrate in our family!

When I woke up this morning my thoughts went straight to my mental notes on what I needed, to make this day great! Of course Snookums gets up way too early to head into work for me to decorate his door:) Plus I can’t quite imagine the words that might come out of his mouth if he were to groggily stumble into a web of streamers taped across the door waiting for him to bust through. He isn’t exactly a morning person. Although, come to think of it… I may have to try that next year with a camcorder ready to capture his “excitement”! That could be just the video we need to get that reality t.v. deal we’ve been working on rolling! Just kidding, about reality t.v. anyway, the entertainment world isn’t quite ready for our crew’s shenanigans! To sum it up today has been a full day of preparation for the celebration of my husbands birth 33 years ago:)

Of course birthdays are never quite as big of a deal to him as I make them. Earlier while on the phone with him I asked him if he was having a good birthday so far. His answer was “it’s just another day”. WHAT?!?! How can he think that? Today is the day that my soul mate was born! Today is the day the father of my six children made his debut into the world! Today is the day his mother’s life changed forever! 33 years ago today this world became a better place! I believe this is a day to be celebrated! Call out the marching bands because we need to have a parade:)

Birthdays are meant to be celebrated. Really, do you know what a miracle you are? It’s amazing that any of us made it through life in our mother’s womb, let alone the first five years of life, what, with learning to walk and climb and learning what the meaning of hot was and a whole lot more important safety lessons. Then of course you have our adventurous years from about five to eleven-ish, and don’t even get me started on on the pre-teen and teenage years, survival of those years are for sure a mother’s answered prayer. But let us not forget the ones who were taken from us to early. For these beautiful souls alone we should celebrate. A birthday is not to be taken for granted. A birthday is the mark of yet another year that God has so graciously given us. Another year for us to rewrite our dreams and set new goals. A chance to mark events and or places off of our bucket list. Yes, our birthdays are special, it’s the start of a new year in our lives where we can leave the past behind and look forward.

So now before you catch yourself saying “oh well, it’s just another day” think about all the people that wouldn’t be the same without you or wouldn’t be at all, if you hadn’t been born on that glorious day the angels sang. Celebrate like there is no tomorrow, because after all they aren’t guaranteed!

Happy Birthday to you, you handsome husband of mine:)

“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart; I appointed you as a prophet to the nations.” ( Jeremiah 1:5)

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XOXOXO~

~Mommamamom~

The Challenge Heard ‘Round the Neighborhood

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I woke up to a glorious Sunday morning, the sun was shining the birds were chirping and there were four wild children laughing, wrestling, and yanking the covers off of me in an exhausted attempt to get me out of bed. Honestly though, who doesn’t want to wake up to the contagious sounds of little giggles? These are the moments I know I will one day miss.  This is the first Sunday in four weeks we haven’t had to rush around and get six monkeys ready to spend the day at the football field watching the two oldest play games. Nope, instead today we got to lounge around while waiting until this evening to rush around getting the six ready for the games. Why is it that the more time I have to get ready the more I find myself rushing around to get everybody ready right before we need to leave? I’m hoping one day I can find an answer to that question.

It’s days like today that I find myself evaluating my life. Such as the choices I have made, the path I am on, the way I parent, the kind of wife I am and the list goes on and on and on and on. I like to make a mental list of everything I need to work on and I usually get pumped up to change, be better, be healthier, be more frugal, be, be, be, be……….. You know it’s amazing how quickly a leisurely day can become exhausting!

It never seems to fail that when I get in these moods Snookums is experiencing his own version. He usually wants to declutter something and if any of you reading this are like me when the husband wants to declutter you find yourself wishing you had drawn up that emergency exit plan! When Snookums starts cleaning, he wants to throw it all away and hem and haw about how I am border line hoarder. Let’s just say it’s not my kind of fun. But today was different. Today our house felt a little zen. Just a little, not a lot, our house could never be a lot zen. Nope, definitely not!

So as Snookums and I were downstairs enjoying our zen morning cleaning. All of the kids were upstairs cleaning their rooms. We could here them laughing and carrying on together and I’m not sure how Snookums felt but I was feeling pretty good about the dynamic of our family. It was in this moment that I decided to challenge Snookums to a whole month of no yelling. My pitch went something like this….”Hey Snooks, I’ve been thinking and I think that you and I should challenge ourselves to a whole month of no yelling! Let’s see what happens when we refrain from yelling at the kids for 4 whole weeks. I really think we will be surprised at the outcome! I think maybe we’ll be happier and experience a good change!” He of course replied with an enthusiastic “Ok.”

I for one, am a screamer and I hate that about myself. The more stressed I get the louder I yell and for no reason really. I swear sometimes I think my neighbors can probably hear me! This is something that I come back to often. Something I beat myself up for and constantly try and change. I always seem to complain that my voice is not heard. Does anybody have this problem? You talk and talk and talk to your family and after your finished one of them looks up and says “what?” AAAAAGGGHHHH!!!!!! It’s so frustrating and I wonder why I yell all the time! I’m getting loud in my head while I’m writing this! I’ve spent a lot time thinking about this and how this is probably the number one thing I want to change. I would imagine my children get tired of hearing my voice holler, heck I get tired of hearing my voice! I know it’s annoying, hahaha! I think sometimes maybe if I stop yelling they will start listening. Maybe they are tuning me out. I’m sure what they hear is Charlie Brown’s mom…”Wah- Wah- Wah”

The worst however, is when I hear them yell at each other. My first thought is how rude, I can’t believe they are being so disrespectful to each other! And then I fall back to earth and it hits me….why would I expect anything different from them when this is what I do! Children learn from experience. They do what we do. They say what we say and they act the way they see us acting. If we want our children to be more respectful then we need to start having more respect for them. This is what brought me to my decision to do this challenge. I want to raise respectful children, so I need to be a respectful parent. Does this mean I am not going to discipline my children when they act out? Absolutely not, I’m just not going to scream in their face to make myself feel better.

So imagine my elation when Snookums said “ok” to doing the challenge with me. This is going to be great I thought. I mean really how hard could it be, I thought. All I will need to do is remember their smiles and laughter when I feel the need to scream, I thought. And then it happened, no more than five minutes after we agreed to the challenge. We heard a blood curdling scream from upstairs, followed by a few more cries and then running footsteps coming down the stairs and of course more screams.  As I walk towards the staircase I repeat to myself don’t forget the challenge, don’t forget the challenge. “What’s wrong?” I ask. “Waaaghhhh, *sniff*, *sniff*, aaaahhhhggghhhhggaahh, akdfja kdjflakjdf” is what I hear coming from Sporty McGee’s mouth. “Sporty, what happened?” I calmly ask him. Why for, not far behind Sporty interjects “It was an accident mom! Oh man I’m so sorry, I’m a terrible brother! I thought he was trying to scare me, I didn’t mean to throw the toy so hard mom!” As he finishes up his account of what had happened, Sporty smiles at me to show me his big, beautiful, glorious, broke, FRONT tooth! Did I mention permanent tooth? I turn to look at Snookums, praying that he remembers our challenge, and I see him walk away to another room in response to this catastrophe. My response was a quiet, deflated “go to your rooms now” as I am burying my face in my hands. But guess what?! We didn’t scream at them!!! We remembered the challenge!!! Now if we can just get through the other three weeks and six days……and the rest of the days of our lives with six awesome kids! In the words of the great, Little Engine that Could…I think I can, I think I can….

Oh…. and Sporty is the SECOND child of ours to break off a front tooth in the last three months!

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Didn’t your mother ever teach you manners?!

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I recently read a post on mommygolightly’s blog titled Yes, I have only one child and it’s fine, really (http://mommygolightly.wordpress.com/2014/09/22/yes-i-have-an-only-child-and-its-fine-really/). In this post she wrote about other’s opinions on why she was wrong for only having one child. This got my wheels spinning….scary I know! The world today is full of opinion whores. Yes, you read it right…opinion whore. I’ve realized that no matter where we are somebody is going to comment on our family, whether we know the person or not they are by golly gee going to tell us what they think of us and our large family. I’m beginning to think that the hospital must have slipped us a waiver with all the other papers we had to sign at some point during the delivery of our fourth bundle of joy. Seriously, I’m imagining the paper read something like this…

I _(slightly drugged and completely delirious parent)_ do here and now agree to endure and listen to ridiculous ramblings of complete strangers about the size, color, and gender of my children. I also agree to smile sweetly and politely laugh when asked if I know how i got pregnant and or if my husband was asleep during the conception of our children.

Signed…..any mom and dad with more than one child.

I have written similar posts about what random people say to me but I decided I needed to review the etiquette people should use when talking to or speaking about families with multiple children. And because it is your lucky day and our favorite college football team just scored a touchdown I am going to throw in my special edition…Today not only will you receive my expertise on What Not To Say To Families With Multiple Children but you will also receive What Not To Say To Families of Adopted Children, Especially Those of Another Race! Here is my list of comments that come out of the mouths of opinion whores…

1. How will you afford to send them through school?

What a person should say: I imagine you work very hard to support your children.

2. Are they all yours?

Ummmmm…No, they’re not, I just felt the need to torture myself while I do my monthly grocery run:)

3. You must have been asleep huh?! (this comment is always directed towards Snookums)

What a person should say: NOTHING! This is the last thing we want to hear! Just don’t!

4. Do you drive a bus?

What a person should say (If you must): You know, I bet a Suburban would be a great fit for your family, it has lots of             room.

5. Oh my gosh, I would have to have a nanny.

What a person should say: Here’s a Fifty, hire a babysitter and go out for the evening, it’s on me:)

6. What?! Are ya’ll trying for a T.V. show?

What a person should say: I imagine you could give some great tips to the public!

7. Are you Mormon or Catholic? (can Methodists not have a lot of kids?)

What a person should say: God has blessed you greatly.

8. I hope your finished.

Really?!?! Just because you said that we are going to go home right now and get to work on the 7th!!

9. Aren’t you scared you are going to lose one?

No, in my experience people usually have a fear of the unknown. I’ve already lost one at Walmart and it didn’t take long to     find the little rascal, I just had to follow the screams:)

And last but certainly not least………………….

10. Girl, don’t you know how to say no to those MEN?

WOW…..that’s all I can say…..WOW!

Now for my list of What not to say to families of adopted children, especially those of another race…..

1. You must be babysitting.

2. How’d that one happen?

3. I hope she doesn’t feel different when she realizes she doesn’t look like the rest of you.

I’m just glad she isn’t going to look like you!

4. What country is she from?

Ummmm…The United States of Shut the Heck up! hahahaha

5. Do you love her the same as yours?

Well considering she is mine…yes, yes I do!

6. I know a family that would love to adopt her, I mean since you guys have so many already.

NO!             (People really have asked us this, like more than once!)

7. Doesn’t it scare you that she might not love you when she gets older?

Not as scared as I am that I am going to have to endure this conversation with you for much longer!

8. Let me know if the birth mom has another one, I’ve always wanted to adopt a little *insert race here* baby.

I’ll be sure and let you know when we start accepting applications for the next sibling.

To sum it all up, the etiquette that should be used when speaking to large and “mismatched” families is simple….just keep your opinions to yourself, smile and walk on!

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***Disclaimers***

1. I’m not really as angry as I sound on some of these!

2. I really haven’t ever lost one of my kids in Walmart! I may have wanted to a time or two….

3. I was really asked if I didn’t know how to say no to men, yes as in multiple men, because obviously I get around! hahahahaha!!!!!

4. Snookums and I are finished…Having kids that is:)

Soccer Balls, Cleats, and Shin Guards Oh My…We are All Precious In His Sight

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Soccer Balls, Cleats, and Shin Guards Oh My…We are All Precious In His Sight

It has been a busy season in our household! Out of six children we have four of them in a sport. The oldest, “Why For”, is in swimming year round and at the moment football, the second in line, “Sporty McGee”, is currently playing football and within the next week he will be starting basketball, the fall season that is, because where we live you can play any sport in any season! Number three, “Butter Bean” and number four, “The Challenger”, are both playing soccer. Soccer…I have come to realize is not just a sport but a lifestyle, at least it is where we live anyway. You know a person would think that this town would be all about football considering we live in a town with a University that has one of the top football programs in the nation, but in the world of parents and children soccer is THE sport here. We are blessed to have a wonderful soccer association that organizes games for over 1400 children every Saturday in the Fall and Spring, and that’s just in the recreational league!

When Butter Bean decided he wanted to play soccer last spring my first thought was “aw man…soccer” and not in the “WAHOO” way but in the “DARN” way! I know I can speak for Snookums on this too, soccer was not our forte. In fact when it comes to sports I am completely inexperienced, I’m learning right along with my children. Snookums on the other hand was Mr. Athleticism while growing up, even now the man doesn’t lose in a competition! So when Butter Bean said “I want to play soccer” I knew we were in for a loooong season of ball watching. Neither myself nor Snookums knew a thing about soccer. But of course like any good little parent I signed him up and payed the small fortune for his name to be thrown in the bowl with about a thousand other kids just to be plucked out by a random stranger. A random stranger that our family would have to be closely involved with several times a week for the next ten weeks, give or take. As you can imagine we were bubbling over with excited anticipation. I was so excited when I finally got the email from Butter Bean’s soccer coach giving us the details of what our lives would consist of the next couple months. When I read the coaches name I discovered our first hurdle…I wasn’t sure how to pronounce his name. Living in a college town for almost a year now I have grown very accustomed to the diversity that this world has to offer. In fact I am in aw of how well this town seems to blend together. That brings me to the point of my story. Different cultures, backgrounds, colors, religions, names… those things do not matter when you have one common goal.

Previously I wrote a post about how we have lost the love of the game. The story was written specifically about baseball but the idea could be applied to any sport. Well I am excited to report that the love has been found, I found it growing and nurturing children on a field composed of little grass, a few stickers and a lot of dirt! This last weekend Butter Bean played his first official game in the Hispanic Soccer League. One thing and possibly the most important, I got out of our first of many games played at this field was how much these children truly loved this sport. Not only children of all ages but their parents too. I’ll be honest I was a little nervous. I was nervous to be taken out of my little box of comfort. My little box where everybody spoke the same language, a language that I understood. My little box where the soccer fields were nicely trimmed and all the jerseys matched. Another lesson I learned from our first game in this league was how boring and small my little box was! Why do we imprison ourselves? We box ourselves in nice and neatly with almost no wiggle room, and by doing this we miss out on so many wonderful experiences. We seem to forget that there is in fact a world out there, and a rather large one to be honest, that doesn’t revolve around us alone!

Let me go back to our last spring season, the season that started our soccer experience. Our random draw for a team couldn’t have worked out better for our little Butter Bean if we had personally selected his coach. He ended up on a team with a coach that moved to the United States on a soccer scholarship from Argentina. Not only does this coach know the game, respect it, and love it but he also has a way of teaching these children how to truly play and enjoy it! I can see that Butter Bean has a God given talent for this sport and God has given him a coach and a team perfect for him. Watching these children play together is nothing short of amazing. They have been taught to play TOGETHER and at this age that is a huge accomplishment. I have seen so many times children playing team sports for themselves. What I mean by this is they are taught to worry about how they look and how they play individually. Our little soccer team has been together since the start of last spring, they got together a few times throughout the summer and kicked the ball around and started back into regular practice times shortly after school started in preparation of the start of the fall season. In that short amount of time they have been taught certain team skills and soccer skills that take some, years to develop. I accredit that to the natural talent all these boys have, their dedicated coach and of course all of us parents that put our time and effort into making sure they are where they need to be when they need to be there.

Our team of eight little boys is made up of four different cultural backgrounds…American, Argentine, Honduran, and Vietnamese. This makes me so happy. One thing Snookums and I want for our children to know is that the world is bigger than they can imagine and it is there ready for them to grab a hold and run with. How can we ever teach them that if we don’t show them what’s out there? People learn best from experiences. I may be the only parent on the team that sees it this way but I believe that our children are learning a lesson far beyond how to kick the ball, they are learning to love each other despite their differences. They are learning that different is good. They are learning that as different as they may look they are more alike than anything. They are learning that not every child has the opportunity to play on finely manicured fields. They are learning that in order to play the game you don’t have to have the best equipment, field, etc.. you just have to have a mutual love for the sport with others. They are learning that language barriers can be broken easily when you have two goals on each end and a ball between you. Further more these children are teaching me that the view of this world and life I have been taught can be changed. Despite all the hate we see on the news and in everyday life we can live together and love one another the way God tells us too. We just have to step outside of our little boxes and experience life. I am so proud of Butter Bean’s team. I am proud of the message that I see being broadcast to everyone who is willing to open their eyes, ears and heart and listen. Boys from different backgrounds and cultures playing together like brothers. The brothers God intended them to be.

“There is neither Jew nor Greek, slave nor free, male nor female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus.” Galatians 3:28

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~Mommamamom