I know that this isn’t a Mama Monday considering I’m not Kayleigh, thus this must be Daddy Monday! No, Kayleigh just had a busy day and didn’t get a chance to write her post, and considering I was bad about my post on Saturday, I figure I’ll just post today.
Happy Mother’s Day (again) to this amazing mama!
Our Mother’s Day started out pretty much like any other day—we were trying to get some sleep this morning so that we didn’t die and Emmy woke right up, just on time to start the fun! Typically, Kayleigh is faster than me to hop out of bed most days and get to Emmy and begin getting her on her potty and her teeth brushed and such, but today, it was my turn. Don’t get me wrong, letting Kayleigh sleep in a bit was part of the plan, but I also think that she basically put her foot down in bed and let it be known that I’d be the one going. Seems fair.
I know that it being a holiday doesn’t mean there’s an excuse to skip out on you guys and not write a blog post… but that’s what I did yesterday and I guess you’re just going to have to deal with it! This is what happens when you’re a parent sometimes—sorry for dadding, okay?
How was our Cinco de Mayo? It was good! We had a lot of fun and we actually went to two different little festivals over the weekend: the Cinco de Mayo thing going on yesterday and the Strawberry Festival! Let me tell you, neither was all that great and we didn’t really stay at either for long but Emmy got a kick out of them.
Emmy really loves to go anywhere and be anywhere with music and loves to be able to dance and get her party on! She has been a little shyer lately but she’ll basically take whenever she can get to shake her little booty. She also just likes to get out and about and be around people and stuff; she’s just a sweet, social little lady and she had fun dancing away.
One special thing that happened for her this weekend was that she got to experience a petting zoo, two actually, but one she actually got to go into and the one the animals actually seemed like they were treated pretty well… the other, not so much.
She at first didn’t seem like she was actually going to get down and pet any animals (she’s in a bit of a shy stage and she was also, for some odd reason scared) but she did eventually and loved it. Emmy is such an animal lover and I love it. She gets so excited when she sees an animal, no matter what it is, and it’s so damn adorable. It wasn’t taught either; I know some of you are like, yeah, of course Kayleigh taught her to be that way, but no, she came out just in love with animals and it’s great.
Emmy is inspiring in all sorts of ways and her love for all things animal is just another huge way. She’s got such a big heart, this kid.
Anyway, those are just a few things we did these last few days and I believe that Kayleigh will be back with you tomorrow after her two-week break! So check back in for that!
Do you ever work out? I’m sure you do. As most people do.
Josh and I are so not those people. Which is strange since both of the women that raised us are hardcore work-outters who love to be healthy and fit.
Recently I’ve been trying to work out every day during the week while Emerson takes her afternoon nap.
These aren’t long work out sessions, by any means. I also have no equipment, weights or otherwise. Meaning these also are not super difficult workouts.
I find them online, usually on YouTube and I do try to spend 10-20 minutes focusing on myself even though I honestly hate working out and I honestly don’t see the point when I generally am in pretty good shape thanks to my good genes (thanks, mama).
Still, I’m trying to take on some new challenges to help myself and my days.
Being a stay at home mom is the most draining job I think there might be on Earth and I think it’s important I try to focus on myself for those 10-20 minutes a day.
When I was working, life was so much easier and I felt much more balanced and much happier. Now things are difficult and far from easy and there are no once-in-a-while pick me ups… Like the Jamba Juice I used to walk across NW Portland from work to the mall to get on my breaks.
What challenges are you giving yourself and facing lately?
I know I need more challenges and I’m thinking of starting a list. They say it takes only a few weeks to form a new habit… Leave a comment with your suggestions!
Xoxo, Mama Kay
I’ve always been the type of person who doesn’t believe in words. Actions are all that matter in my book — and because of this, I have never been able to write down how I feel about Emerson. I’ve never been able to find the right words that measure up or feel like they mean a thing.
I never wrote in her baby book on the page that says “a letter to you before we met you”. I also never wrote one after you arrived, even though I promised myself I would. Trust me, I tried many times. But still, nothing quite makes sense or translates correctly to paper. One cannot describe how a mama feels for her tiny babe.
Instead, I promise you I will always show you.
Instead, I’ve come up with this.
I promise to:
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Let’s talk about bliss.
A perfect day is bliss. Yet, every day is technically perfect when you are still here. Still living. Still have your friends, your family, your support system. Even when things aren’t great, at the end of the day, life is somewhat perfect. But when you get something extra special, is when you encounter bliss.
I’m talking about an extra 30 minutes.
This was my Friday. Blissful.
While I sit here, eating my perfectly fluffy pancakes drenched in butter and syrup, reading 28 pages of my overdue library book—
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I know that many of you aren’t going to care much about this, but not too long ago my twenty-seventh birthday came rolling by, and guess what? Well, it was the first time that we (Kayleigh and I) got to spend any time without Emmy in months! Well, I guess I get to go to work and school, but it’s the first time she’s really been without either of us for more than, like, an hour in the recent past. Not that I have anything against spending time with her or anything.
Any of you who are parents will understand how big a deal it is to get a night away from your children, and I gotta tell you, we enjoyed it.
The last time we got a night together, just us, was in September. We had just moved to Vegas and had gone down to Arizona to see my mom, and while we were there we went out to see IT. That was like four-and-a-half or five months ago! So it was time, well-deserved even, and we took advantage of the one chance we had to spend some real, quality time together.
After I got home from work, we all hung out and spent a while playing as a family, and tried to cram in all the time we could get together before we had to leave our little girl behind. When you never spend really any amount of time away from your kids, it can be hard to do so, even when it’s for less than a handful of hours! Such is the case for Kayleigh at least! She has the hardest time leaving Emmy anywhere, with anyone; it’s kinda cute. Anyways, we played and played with Emmy, gave her snacks, and basically just made sure she wasn’t going to think that we had abandoned her, or didn’t love her anymore, or something. Kids are weird, and think all kinds of weird things for all kinds of reasons, okay?
Have any of you ever had a ferret? You know, those long tube-like, semi-crazy little mustelids (not rodents, I checked. Google it!) that scurry around and have no chill? The ones that steal all of your stuff and have ALL the energy and sometimes bite you if they feel like it?
Well, I hate to have to inform you all, but Emmy has become a ferret.
Recently—like sometime in the last couple of weeks—she’s decided that one of the greatest things in the world is taking other peoples things and putting them in places that they would never think to look.
The other day Kayleigh and I were making dinner and Emerson was running around, doing what she does—being a nutcase and attacking the animals—what else? She then proceeded to grab Kayleigh’s stepdad’s flip-flops and made her way into the kitchen where we were slaving over the counter and stove, working hard to get food ready for her. She walked over to the oven, opened the drawer underneath, threw the flip-flops in, and walked away.