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Reminder to all Working Parents: You’re doing a great job!

Today I wanted to give a shout out to all of the working moms and dads out there that are making it happen every. single. day.

Here’s to you busting your hump at work then getting home to do the same there too. Here’s to taking crap on the job (figuratively) and the parents of babies cleaning up crap at home (literally).

Here’s to long hours, unrealistic demands, and crappy pay. Oh, and the same goes for at work too.

Here’s to the grind… Early alarm seeming like a cruel joke, get everyone out the door, daycare drop off, commute, zombie at work masterly productive at work, daycare pickup, commute home, dinner, countdown to bedtime, small window for rest, lights out.  Rinse and Repeat.

Here’s to kissing your spouse goodbye and wishing them to, “have a good day” while wondering when you will get to actually spend some quality time with that person in the near future. Quality time which doesn’t consist of discussions about work drama, daycare, baby’s bowel movements, or quoting lines from Cars.

Here’s to getting an opportunity for quality time with that spouse but spending it relaxing on the couch together watching mindless television and being in bed by 9pm because you truly have no energy for anything else.

Here’s to bashing your head against a wall attempting to rationalize with a human being but they aren’t getting a word you say because their tiny little brains aren’t developed enough to reason with you yet. {Insert boss or toddler}

Here’s to supporting your family by any means possible. Juggling a work/life balance that never seems to get easier. And getting through any obstacle or hurdle that comes your way.

You are amazing and I get it. I live it and some days we need to be reminded that we are fighting the good fight and not completely sucking at it. Because after all…

Here’s to having a job. Here’s to the empowerment that comes with providing for your family by any means possible. Here’s to having a partner to juggle life with. Here’s to those sweet little babies that wash away even the most stressful day with a simple, perfect smile.

Here’s to the good days that make us feel like we can tackle the world and handle it all!

Here’s to you, working moms and dads. You rock and no matter what, you make it happen every. single. day.

My hat’s off to you!

And to all of the SAHM’s, the WAHM’s, the working couple’s without kids, the single parents, the single ladies, the single gents, and anyone else I may have forgotten…  You rock too! Everyone busts their humps every day no matter what our circumstance and we all could stand to be reminded that we are doing a darn good job!

Kudos to all, and to all a good night!

Kendra is a full-time working mom to a precocious three year old boy, a head-strong one year old girl and wife to her long-time sweetheart. At “My Full-Thyme Life (http://myfullthymelife.blogspot.com) she writes about how she attempts to balance her cherished roles and all the fun (and chaos) along the way. 

photo credit: www.thegrindstone.com

Too Much of a Good Thing Does Exist When It Comes To Parenting via the Internet

When it comes to being a mom I love technology! I love having answers to questions and information right at my fingertips.

The baby had colic, I could look up remedies to bring comfort and relief to my little peanut.

I was struggling with breastfeeding, internet to the rescue! Resources galore, communities of moms just like me, and endless support.

How do you break your baby from the paci? How do you start potty training? Is this normal? Is that supposed to happen? All my burning questions had corresponding answers.

Thanks to the internet I was introduced to so many inspiring moms, I can reconnect with friends, and stay connected with family.

It really is a glorious and wonderful thing… until, it isn’t.  

Working Mom Moments: My kids are always with me

Rooooaaaar.”

The first sound I hear from my toddler as he wakes up in the cold, dark morning. It isn’t a loud or ferocious “roar,” it is a faint whisper.

I let him carry on for a bit as I move as fast as I can to finish getting myself ready for work. I finish applying my make-up and I listen intently to my boy’s imagination come to life at this very early hour.

There is a full rendition of the A, B, C’s, more roaring, then out of nowhere he starts singing “Happy Birthday.” 

Potty Training in Public: A mom’s inaugural encounter

A mom and a toddler walk into a public restroom… This is uncharted territory for the both of them. Up to this point their potty training efforts have been confined to the house, daycare, and grandparents houses. But this? This was public.

The mom’s palms were a bit clammy as she entered into what was surely a toddler mom’s rite of passage.

Luckily the giant public space was empty except for the two of them. Relieved the mom ushered her son into the “cleanest” of the stalls and started explaining to the boy how this was not like home. 

Contentment: Is it Being Fulfilled or Settling?

There is something about this time of year that fills me with so much contentment. I consider this to be such a great thing!

I feel that “contentment” can sometimes get a bad rap for being viewed as “settling.” But I see it differently…

Being in my early thirties it is easy to always be in an “I want” mentality. I want to go further in my career, better job, I want to earn more, (or some days) I want to be able to stay home, I want a better house, I want a better car, I want to travel, I want, I want, I want. 

How do you cherish every moment?

Are you like me? When people see you have two very young children and say, “be sure to cherish every moment” do you look back at them through your exhausted eyes and scratch your weary head wondering which moments they mean?

Is it the moment when my toddler is screaming because I refuse to let him eat fruit snacks for dinner? Or maybe it’s the moment when the baby won’t let me put her down for, I dunno, a second? 

How Will My Negative Self-Talk Impact My Son’s Self-Esteem?

Recently I posted on my blog my attempt at putting a stop to self-loathing and negative self-talk. I shared that I wanted to do this now more than ever because I have a daughter. It wasn’t until a few days later (because I’m quick like that) that it donned on me… What about my son?!?

Why didn’t I think of him?

For as long as I can remember I’ve struggled with self-esteem and body image issues. I spent far too much time and energy feeling bad about myself instead of just living my life comfortable in my own skin. It has taken a great deal of growing up, the love and endless support of a wonderful man, a healthy dose of therapy, and two beautiful babies, for me to start coming around.

How do you do it, Busy Mom?

I feel like I’m struggling with balance lately. I devote my time and energy to so many different roles, some being more focused on than others.

At times it feels like there is a part of my life being neglected and I have to do my very best to carve out even more time, that I don’t seem to have, to devote to it.

Right now I’m struggling with exercise. When do I fit it in to my already packed life? I know the importance of staying active and living a healthy lifestyle but I really am asking myself how I can make it all work.

Mom Exhaustion: Is this the new normal?

I’m pretty sure I already know the answer to that question and it, unfortunately, is yes.

The exhaustion. It is slowly killing me.

I remember how I felt as a first-time mom with a newborn and wondered how I had the audacity to complain about being tired before having kids. Then I remember how I felt as I returned back to work as a first-time mom and wondered how I had the nerve to complain about being tired with a newborn when I could relax, rest, or even sleep during the day on maternity leave.

Then more recently came the sleeplessness of a newborn paired with an early rising toddler and I was catapulted into a whole new inner circle of hell. And finally, the coup de gras of all of this is a baby, a toddler and a full-time job. 

Mom Memories: “The Feeling” of Motherhood

Some days it still doesn’t seem real because some days, it seems too good to be true. Me. A mom.

My husband and I always knew we wanted to have kids. Even before we were married we would talk about our imaginary family and we even had names picked out for our imaginary kids. Staying up late at night, heads on our pillows, staring at one another just dreaming, laughing, hoping.

We were married for 4 years before we felt ready to turn those dreams into a reality. It took us a little over a year before becoming pregnant. That was a very long year. That “time of the month” became a horrible reminder we weren’t having a baby and every month it was harder and harder. Until one day…