Momming – Anonymommy

90’s baby- why my kids cant get away with nuffin!!

So I have been seeing these TikTok posts about 90’s kids and how we got away with things back then and it got me thinking about when I was a kid…. LOL!! As you all already know, my dad was strict! He had high expectations and you did not deviate from them without never hearing the end of it!! I appreciate it now, but back then I hated it!

So in my rebellious teen years-13 ish, my parents got me my first ever cell phone. It was the fat little Kyocera with the buttons that lit up blue and I thought I was hot ish. My bff at the time was older than me and was driving…. And I wanted to hang with her instead of going to school. Back then, your parents had to write a note and then the school office would call the number on the note to verify the accuracy.

I got the bright idea to use my cell to get out of school. My bff had to take her sister to school each morning, which meant riding straight past my mailbox. I wrote a note saying, “Michelle X will be picking my daughter up from school today at 10 AM. Thank you,” I signed my mothers name along with my cell phone number. I placed my cell phone in the mailbox and Michelle would stop and pick it up on her way to take her little sister to school. The school called, she acted like my mother and it was a go. At 10 AM she was sitting outside waiting for me to come out. I was like OMG I GOT AWAY WITH IT!!!!!!!! We spent the day having so much fun that I did it again, and again, and again for 2 weeks straight. (Kid logic, who will ever know, right?) Well after two weeks the school got smart and caught on to it.

They checked my file *hard eye roll* got my moms number from there and called her there instead…. Of course my mom answered and knew nothing of the note. At 10 AM, I go to walk out to Michelle and my principal and parents are waiting instead. I had been busted. Big time…. The fact that it took the school 2 weeks to catch on is one factor in why I am all up in my kids business at all times. Hind sight is 20/20… at the time it was fun. And now its a hilarious memory. However, as a parent— I see all the bad things that could have happened, why my dad was so mad and I realize how foolish I was. It was definitely a lesson learned and if my kids pulled this I would be furious.

My kids are learning, you cant do anything I haven’t already tried. Play stupid games, win stupid prizes. 😂

Happy Mother’s Day!!!

I just want to wish a Happy Mother’s Day weekend to all the moms out there. No matter what made you a mom- kids of your own, step children, adoption, babies that are now angels, babies still in the womb etc. I hope you have an amazing peaceful happy weekend!! You deserve it!!

So funny story to share with you all today, because I probably will not blog tomorrow- but, my youngest daughter hates having her hair brushed. So I have started stocking up on detangler spray to ease through the morning hair brushings. Friday morning before school, we were running a little late…. Chloe comes to me and says, “Mom, where is my detangULAR spray.” We were rushing around, I was getting overwhelmed by all the “mom” this and “mom” that….. but when this child said that I stopped and made her repeat it like 4 times. It was the cutest. “DetangULAR spray mom , the stuff for my hair.” It was what I needed to drop the overwhelmed feeling and enjoy her grammatical error and chuckle at how cute it was.

I hope this made you all smile. Sorry its so short today…. But we have a lot to do here!!! Remember to appreciate yourselves and allow your kids and spouses spoil you rotten today!!!! Happy Mothers Day!! ❤️

Quality over Quantity

I have 3 middle schoolers…..Lord y’all PRAY FOR THIS MAMA!!!!!!!

So…. We are to the point in our lives where the lessons being learned are just a bit tougher (Middle School is the WORST!!!!!!) My kids are having to learn (the hard way might I add) that just because someone talks to you, does NOT make them a friend. It makes them an acquaintance.

I am so tired of hearing my kids make comments about their “friends” doing something that they don’t appreciate them doing, or their “friends” disrespecting them and telling their secrets etc……

We all have to learn this lesson. Quality over quantity!!!!!! If you have 2 or 3 GREAT friends that have your back, wants you to do well in life, and encourages you to do better…. That is all you need. Popularity is for the birds. Yes it would be nice to be liked by the masses, however, just because they like you to your face does not mean they are the same behind your back.

My son has a couple of bad influence “friends” that I cannot stand. He just got in trouble thanks to one of their actions. Is it their fault or problem that he got in trouble? No sir. No ma’am. It is his own fault for being a follower instead of making better choices and standing alone to do what was right. He didn’t understand that, but I bet he does now because his “friend” is not bored now that he himself is grounded. His “friend” is not affected by him not having a phone or PlayStation to cyber zombie with. *Hard Eye Roll.*

My daughter, slightly older and with different issues, has a couple of friends that make her feel horrible some days. They tell her secrets and gossip and omg I cannot stand it!!!! I have tried telling her to remove the people from her life that don’t add positivity to it. She says, “then I wont have anyone to talk to in gym.” I tried explaining it is better to have no one to talk to, rather than someone that makes you feel this badly from day to day. I also tried telling her to just talk to them but keep your private thoughts and things to yourself— you’re still talking to her, but giving her nothing to talk about. If that isn’t enough for her and she walks away, LET HER!

Some adults need to learn this too. Know your worth!! Keep people that add to your life close, and don’t be afraid to let the emotional vampires and leeches walk away. Life is too short for all of that! Love yourself and trust that the right people will love you for who your are. The wrong ones wont and that’s fine they can take a hike.

I love you, Little Ones!!!

As I watch my children grow, my mommy heart screams, “SLOW DOWN!!” But I knew this was coming…. They have to grow up no matter how badly we would like to keep them safe, and small, and innocent! So, here is what I hope they have learned and retained throughout life no matter where they go and who they become….

I hope they remember they are never ever too old to need their mama. I will always be in their corner. Big or small, I want them to know that anytime day or night, if they need me…. I’ll be there. When they are making bad choices, they will never be too old for me to correct. I will look out for them at all times. This means sometimes I will be there even when they may not want me to be.

I hope they remember that as long as they are kind to others, honest, genuine people I will be proud of them. I hope they remember when choosing a career path, to choose something they enjoy doing… because if you do what you love and enjoy as your career, you never actually work a day in your life. I pray that they will remember that they will fall sometimes…. But the important thing is to get back up and never stop trying!

I hope they remember to be proud of themselves even on the small accomplishments. The small things add up to be the big things! Keep that in mind. 110%. I hope they know that no matter where life takes them, mama’s door is always open to them, and my home is their home and that is without an expiration date. If you need to come home, pack up and bring it on home!!

I want my babies to know that I want them to love themselves. I want them to know their worth and let no one take them for granted. I want them to know that they are my entire world. ❤️ ♥️ 💜 No matter what age they are, that little fact will never ever change!!!!

Most importantly, I want them to know without question that I love them. -Love forever and always Mommy

Postpartum Depression

Our bodies go through a lot of changes during pregnancy. Our hormones get out of whack. Our bodies stretch in places we never would have imagined, our chemical balance in our brains change. After the baby is here, moms body is still going through changes. Our uterus has to shrink back to size, our breasts are leaking milk. Our brains chemicals are still adjusting on top of sleepless nights. It is a lot to go through.

Many women don’t recognize the signs of postpartum depression. Little did I know, there are two forms of it. I found this out after having my first child. 1. Mom wants nothing to do with the baby after its born. 2. Mom wants no one else having anything to do with caring for the baby. I had the second version. I didn’t realize it at the time, I thought I was simply momming. I was paranoid over everything with my daughter. Nobody else was allowed to keep her, feed her, change her, bathe her… anything. I almost killed myself via lack of sleep due to biting off anyone who tried helping me’s head. If my daughter coughed, I called the doctor. If she cried and I didn’t understand the cry, I called the doctor. I mean, when I say I was ridiculous right after she was born, I mean that 100%. Her pediatrician became concerned and asked me some questions about some of my behaviors. That is what got me to go to my doctor and find out what was going on.

My doctor asked me if I had heard of Postpartum depression, and I scoffed. “Psh…. Yes, I have heard of it and no that’s not an issue with me. I want everything to do with my baby to ensure it’s done correctly.” That’s when he informed me that there are in fact two different forms of it. After that, we worked on some things and got through it. Afterwards, I realized I couldn’t take care of my daughter if I didn’t also take time to take care of myself. I mean I was so concerned about SIDS that I refused to sleep. I had to look at her and check on her every five minutes. I went on a couple hours of sleep for over a 2 week period…. I finally crashed. My body said, “woman, if you ain’t making yourself sleep…. Ill make you sleep!” And I crashed hard. I remember when I fell asleep it was dark, when I woke up it was daylight. I jumped out of my bed and ran to my daughters bassinet to check on her. She was sleeping well. I sat down…. Took a deep breath and in that moment I decided the doctor was right. What if my body had have crashed like that while I was holding her? Feeding her? Bathing her, even? All super terrifying situations. As hard as it was for me, I accepted help from my family. I learned to go to sleep instead of checking on her 24/7. It was then, that I realized how much more I was able to actually enjoy being a mom verses constantly worrying and draining my health in the process.

Postpartum depression is very real. I personally think that it deserves more attention. If you are a new mom or if you live with a new mom, married to a new mom or even just know a new mom….please pay attention and watch for signs of postpartum depression. Remember to be understanding and without judgment. Offer your help, but respect the answer mom gives you. If you notice any signs of postpartum depression please gently advise mom to go to the doctor and look into it. Don’t be ashamed to seek help and guidance. Momming isn’t always easy. Post pregnancy mind and body also isn’t always easy. Keep your head up, you’ve got this mama’s!!!!!!!

The Small Things

It is sincerely the smallest things that make our mommy hearts happy!!! A hug brightens our day, a kiss on the cheek gives us the warm fuzzies, a note or a picture from our little ones lifts our entire spirits.

I work from home. When I first started this career choice, I bought a little cork board and some tac’s to hang on the wall by my desk for quick reference notes. As I become more and more familiar with my job, those notes slowly turned into pictures drawn for me and brought to me by my amazing little ones. My children are so sweet, kind hearted and thoughtful, that these little pictures have just become a habit for them. They know I love them, and they know they make me happy. What they don’t know, is how much they actually do for me.

When I get an irate customer, or I get frustrated with something that I am working on…. I look over to my cork board of gifts from my kiddo’s and it changes my entire mood. Sometimes I wish adults would learn a thing or two from our small innocent babies. It really is the small things in life that can make the biggest differences.

Public Potties

So we were recently on a long road trip and we stopped at a truck stop for a potty break. Me and my daughters enter the woman’s restroom and there is a mom looking at me apologetic standing in front of a stall door. I am wondering why she is looking at me with that expression, when finally the door opens and her son comes out of the stall. He was maybe 7 or 8 years old. She looks at me as my daughter is entering the stall and says, “I don’t trust him to go into the mens room just yet. Is that bad?”

I gave her the best and most honest answer I had. Which was, “People are crazy and I don’t blame you one bit. I didn’t let my son start going to the mens room alone until he was about 10.” Yes I got looks from time to time, but who cares? If you want to fault a mother that is protecting her children to the best of her capabilities something is wrong with you. Not the mom.

I think today we worry so much about offending others that it just stresses us out to the max. If I am traveling on a long road trip, and I am in a state where I know no one, I’m just passing through… You are damn straight I will not be sending my small children into the bathroom alone. If that bothers you, that’s your problem. Not mine. I will leave that restroom with a smile on my face knowing I did what I felt best for my child with no further thoughts about you and how you looked at me in the process.

So, to the apologetic mom in the truck stop restroom that was questioning herself, Keep momming!! You’re doing a fabulous job, don’t second guess your self!!! You have got this mama!