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My Favorite Version of Me

I'm sure that so many moms can relate when I say that it is very hard to remember what life was like before kids. What on earth did I do with all of my spare time? Just the other day, a post from seven years ago said that I was having a "cleaning and catching up on shows kind of day." Really? Okay, the cleaning part hasn't changed and my kids have just come to terms with it. Catching up on shows? Sleeping in? Doing things just because I could? There is one thing that has never changed...I always knew that I wanted to be a mom. Always!  There are some things that have changed in my last several years as a mom though and lately I find myself thinking about and realizing just how different I am now compared to then.  I've realized how important close friends are over having "many" friends. My twenties were filled with the ending of friendships that I thought would last for a lifetime. Some of which I still do not understand in regards to what happened....

"The Coolest Moms...."

This last weekend, I had the pleasure of taking just my son on a little weekend getaway to visit friends. I don't think his little five year old mind will ever grasp just how much that meant to me. Since having twins, it doesn't happen very often that we get that opportunity and I couldn't wait to spoil him a little bit on this trip.  On the nearly three hour car ride, I got to pick his brain, listen to his thoughts and take his song requests. For the record, he requested his new favorite song "7 Years" by Lucas Graham and apparently he loves the new Fall Out Boy single (what?)! So we jammed out and sang along. I'd glance in the rear view mirror and watch the joy on his face as we sang along. My favorite quote from the ride down was "The coolest moms listen to Justin Bieber." That's right! This mom is a Belieber and I'm not ashamed of it!  Anyone who knows Rhylan understands that being around him brings a never endin...

The Hardest Part

Anytime I take my girls out, there is one common question that the inquiring minds of the public want to know. If I've answered this question once, I've answered it one hundred times. What is the hardest part? I find this question to be a bit irritating, but at the same time I understand where they are coming from. The thought of bringing two tiny infants home from he hospital, caring for their every need and raising them is terrifying to some.  I'll be honest and say that it wasn't always a breeze. Granted I feel like I am much different in that I brought home two healthy, full-term babies who were good natured from the beginning and continue to be today. That's not always the case for some and I thank God every single day for that! So let me tell you based on my personal experience what the hardest parts of raising twins are.  Crying It Out As parents its our constant goal to keep our babies comfortable and content. Well when you bring home two ...

Emotional

Today is one of those very emotional days that we moms have every now and then. And I can't really explain it. One minute a happy article is bringing tears to my eyes and then this happened. As I'm working away in the afternoon, this little boy knocks on our glass door. I smiled and motioned for him to come in. He politely asked for a cup of water. Of course we gave him some water. He asked if he could take it with him. And he said "thank you so much" on his way out.  This really struck an emotional cord with me. This little boy was right around Rhylan's age and out walking around by himself. It tugged at my heartstrings and made me realize just how blessed we are. Not all kids have the life that my kids do. Yes there are times when we struggle and life isn't always easy, but we work to give our kids the best life that we can.  Do you ever watch you kids eat dinner and thank the Lord that you are able to feed and provide for t...

The Cryer

It's often the reason for laughter among my family and friends. That's right....I'll admit it. I'm a cryer! Let me clarify, I am generally a strong person and I can hold in my emotions (most of the time), but when it comes to my kids and their milestones? I am an absolute cryer! I'm not sure if it's because life is flying so fast, the fact that I am done having babies, so each milestone is for the last time or maybe it's because I am learning the reality of letting them go and be who they want to be.  Rhylan's first day at daycare - bawling.  Rhylan's first day at preschool - bawling.  Rhylan's first tumbling class? - yep, I cried!  Kindergarten Round Up - you get it!  Hearing my girls say my name - tears! I'm just so proud of my kids. As cheesy as it sounds, it's the truth. Seeing life through their eyes just fills me with emotion. Preschool graduation is just around the corner! And yep, you guessed it! There I will sit, better...

Seize the....Target Store?

Last weekend, I had the itch for a day trip. So along with my momma, we packed up my three kiddos and headed out of town to do some shopping. Now let me just say that in the morning as I got the kids fed, bathed and dressed; as I loaded up the car with anything that we could potentially need on our day out, my conscience told me to stay home. I should've listened...Target is just not the same with three little kids in tow. Here's a breakdown of Target with two toddlers and a five year old.  Rhylan: "Mom can we please go to the toys?"  Me: "You have to be a good boy through the entire store and then we will go visit the toys last."  Five seconds pass.... Rhylan: "Mom can we please go to the toys?"  Me: "You have to be a good boy through the entire store and then we will go visit the toys last."  You get the idea....  I finally cave and head to the toy section with the hopes that a new toy will keep Rhylan occ...

Memory Lane

Last weekend, I stood by my Dad's side as we laid his Grandma, my Great Grandma Curfman to rest. It is one of the phases of life, that never gets easier, no matter the age of the person that you are saying goodbye to. She was 94, which to me is worth celebrating. And I like to think that she would like it that way.  Sylvia Curfman was a huge part of my Dad's life. And I know that it was a tough situation for him, even with her being 94. One of the worst experiences for me is when my Dad cries. It absolutely tears me up inside. At the same time, I felt my little family growing closer in that moment. It really puts the importance of family into perspective. After the funeral, I felt myself wanting to stay close to my family, my Dad in particular. So we decided to go to lunch and do a bit of Super Bowl Sunday shopping, but first....  Anyone who knows or knew Sylvia Curfman knows that Hull, IL was where a big part of her life unfolded. She operated restaurants there,...