Thankful

Happy Thanksgiving!

I normally let this holiday pass me by.  Yes, at one time we were forced to “be thankful” for something and share it around the table, but I don’t know that I really ever felt it.  This year is different.  Maybe it’s because I’m a mommy this year, but I wanted to start this Thanksgiving off right.

I’m thankful for…

…my job (that pays me well and keeps me home for Isaac) and my husband’s job (that gives him a good chunk of time to spend with Isaac in the middle of the day).

…my house.  A place to call my own, even when it gets dusty.

…my two goofy dogs, full of love all the time.

…paying off all our credit card debt this month.

…Zach being closer to student teaching and graduating than ever before.

…being done with my master’s degree.

…Jesus watching over me and preparing my place in Heaven.

…my neighbors (Adam & Crystal & Addison), who have become more like family over this past year.

…my expanded-suedo family (John & Maggie & Jess & Jordan & Liam & Carolyn & Nick), who are always there and fun to be around.

…Susie, a forever friend who is more like a sister.

…Russ, always there, honest and fun.

…my parents, who raised me, love me and support me.

…my father-in-law, the most dependable person I know.

…my sister, so thankful we are friends again.

…my brother-in-law (Joe), who makes my sister happy.

…my husband, the most patient, understand and self-less person I know.

…my son, who I could never have imaged I’d love so much.

I have so much to be thankful for, some if it is hard to put in words, but there you go…my shortened list. 🙂

May you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving!

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Yuck!

Funny story.

The other night I was in the bathroom.  I think I was brushing my teeth.  Anyway, Zach was “in charge” of the baby.  Isaac had just sat on the potty and Zach was letting him just crawl around without a diaper – which is what I would have done too, but I have a tendency to “watch” Isaac a bit more when he isn’t wearing a diaper.

Isaac was crawling to get me in the bathroom, stopping along the way to play with various things.  Once he got to me he tried to go to the toilet to play, so I picked him up and headed out of the bathroom and immediately felt something warm and gooey under my foot.  Yep, that’s right.  Isaac had pooped right outside the bathroom and I stepped right into it, smooshing it deep into the carpet.  Yuck!

Zach came and got Isaac and I hopped to the bathroom to clean my foot.  Isaac lost his diaper-free privilege for the night and I was stuck scrubbing the carpet.  But we were all laughing and isn’t that what life is about?  Enjoying the good in every situation?

Trained

I’ve been thinking a lot about parenting lately.  A few months back I was reading a book called The Diaper Free Baby.  The main idea is that parents can learn to read and communicate with their children to have them Diaper Free much earlier than the 2 or 3 years old most American’s go with.  The author states that one of the biggest arguments against this method is that people say you are training the parent and not the child, therefore it doesn’t work.

I’m not going to get into having a Diaper Free baby (except to say my 10-month old will cry his eyes out if you try to put a diaper on him when he needs to pee or poop).  No, my beef here is with people who believe that parenting is all about training a child.

Yes, as parents, we are teaching our children things all the time.  But we are not perfect, which means we are all constantly changing and refining our ways.  Noticing what other parents do that work or don’t work.  Recognizing that a punishment for one child doesn’t work with another.  We modify how we respond to a fall or a misbehaving child.  Our tolerance for noise changes.  We don’t start day 1 of parenting knowing all the answers.  We may not be experts in the field but we are training ourselves to be the best parents we can be.  Training ourselves to choose our words wisely.  Training ourselves to put our children’s needs before our own.  What is wrong with training ourselves along with our children?  In my opinion….absolutely nothing – it’s the way it should be.