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I just bought 12 ounces of organic raspberries at Costco for only $3.99.  In one sitting, my three kids polished off nearly 10 ounces of that package.  I wish they would tell me they were going to devour the whole package, so I could plan ahead and buy two packages.  Of course, had I purchased two packages, they would have sampled one raspberry each, and declared them “yucky”.

I wish my kids would tell me when they are going to nap for three hours at a stretch.  Then, I could plan ahead properly and begin a serious project.  Or (gasp!) take a nap myself.

I wish they would tell me when they are going to throw up.  Then I could swiftly guide them to the bathroom.  In time.  No fuss, no muss.

I wish they would tell me which stuffed animal will become their favorite of all time.  The one they must have to fall asleep.  Armed with this knowledge, I am Supermom.

All of these wishes, when boiled down to the core, simply would allow me to be prepared.  I love being prepared.  I love having the right snack and the right time, and preventing a hungry, toddler meltdown.  I love having the diaper bag stocked with all the necessities, allowing  me to deal with whatever life throws at me.  On the flipside, I hate being unprepared.

All of this leads me to this, one of motherhood’s best lessons:

Be as prepared as you can be, when you can be.  But, also be prepared to be unprepared.  Learning to roll with it, learning to adapt, those are skills we as moms have developed, honed, perfected.  So, just because you don’t feel prepared, doesn’t mean you’re not succeeding.

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What my husband did last night when he said he was going to go to bed:

  • Went upstairs
  • Brushed his teeth and flossed
  • Plugged in his phones to charge overnight
  • Got in bed
What I did last night when I said I was going to go to bed:
  • loaded the dishwasher
  • put away some laundry
  • cleaned off the kitchen counter-tops
  • set up the coffeepot for the morning
  • made my son’s lunch
  • started a blog post
  • read about potty training (next big thing for BDog)
  • wrote a check for Kindergarten tuition
  • fed the fish
  • put away stray toys
  • went upstairs
  • brushed my teeth and flossed
  • washed and moisturized my face (sucks to get old . . and live in the high desert)
  • checked on sleeping babies and gave them one more kiss
  • got in bed
Sound familiar, moms??  No wonder I never get to bed before 11:30pm.
What do you do when you say you’re off to bed?

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Thursday, September 15th, 2011 as told in 12 photos.

6:30ish to 7am:  Boys wake up.  I force my eyes open.

7am:  Breakfast of banana bread with cream cheese, fruit, and milk.

8am: Teeth Brushing antics

9am:  Time to wake the baby so we can take CW to Kindergarten.  Poor thing!

10am:  A little quality time with the Potty Seat

11am:  Following Big Brother now that we’re mobile!

12pm: B Dog gets some quality time alone with the toys.  No big brother to annoy him share with.

1pm:  Nap time.  Shoes and truck safely stowed.  Together.

2pm:  While little siblings sleep, play time for the Big Brother, CW.

4pm:  Backyard water play.  Summer lives on for a few more days.

6pm:  Dinner for the boys: macaroni and cheese (K has already eaten she’ll be asleep shortly).  I cook the broccoli with the pasta.  Time saver.  I rock.

7pm:  We have just entered the Lego phase in our house.  I already have a love/hate relationship with them.

8pm:  A little Thomas the Tank Engine before bed.  See, I can be a Fun Mom.  Note the sleepy eyes and big belly.  Love that.

8:30pm  Bed time for the boys.  The baby has been in bed already for approximately 2 hours.  Aren’t I lucky?  Sweet dreams, babies.  I love you.

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Well, it’s official, we have a crawler in our house!   I was beginning to wonder if it would actually happen.  Both the boys crawled when they were 8 months old.  My little K bug is 10 and a half months old.  But, she finally decided she’s spoiled me long enough by remaining stationary.  She is now on the move.  Look out, world!

Here are some of her first moves.  Note that it is my keys she finds so desirable in the video.  Is this a sign of things to come?

I think we’ll be installing (re-installing) the gate at the top of the stairs sooner rather than later!

When did your babies learn to crawl?  Did they crawl before they walked?

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I hear this all the time.  From the lady shopping in the same aisle at the grocery store, from the guy behind the counter at Starbucks.  It’s like the mommy-equivalent of “oh, you got your hair cut!”.  Or, “you look tired”.

Seriously?  Of course I’ve got my hands full.  Thanks for noticing.  I’ve got three kids.  Only one of them can adequately speak for himself, and doesn’t need his bottom wiped every two hours.

Once, after dropping my oldest son off at preschool, my two-year old, the baby and I hit Target.  We weren’t 10 steps in the door when I got hit with this:

“Oh, you only have two today?”

Seriously?  Do I know you?  The comment came from a twenty-something wearing a name tag and a red shirt.  I didn’t know her.  Didn’t even recognize her.  My first thought was UH-OH.  Her comment meant one of two things:

1) I shop at Target WAY too much . . . OR

2) We are WAY too memorable when we do go

I think I have a pretty good handle on my kids (most of the time).  Especially the little ones.  My 5-year-old can be a little much, but that’s for another post (can you say high-maintenance?).  So, I don’t think it’s that people remember us because we’re throwing tantrums over Lego’s (although there was that one December trip where we broke a snow-globe, but that was a total accident and it was over 2 years ago . . .).

So, this makes me wonder. . . Do you ever get the “busy lady” or “hands full” comments?  Can’t people come up with something more interesting or helpful to say?  How about, “your children are beautiful”, or “here, let me get that for you”.  THAT would be a welcome change.  Or, maybe I should just be happy they aren’t shooting us dirty looks . . .

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I was blog surfing (or whatever it’s called if there’s a real name out there), and on Jill of Baby Rabies‘s FB page, I found this little number:

How have I not heard of this before?!?!  It’s a nifty little spoon that actually screws on to the top of this pouch.  You can squeeze the food out and feed your baby.  How sweet is that?  And, according to Jill, it works swimmingly (my words, not hers).

My boys (5 and 2) love food in these little pouches.  And, the other day, I was ACTUALLY thinking “Hmmm, sure would be great if I could feed Baby M this stuff”.  But, of course, a 9 month old can’t handle the pouch on it’s own.  Enter the Boon Spoon, or Squirt, as they call it.

I’m calling my local baby boutique to see if she’s got these in stock.  I know she carries Boon products, and she always has cool new gadgets. They’ve also got them at Tarjay!   Whoohoo!

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