No More Perfect Meals

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Dinner time at our house is never the same– between Brandon’s busy schedule and the kids wanting to eat on the early side, it is more often that we eat in shifts here. Add in the nights where I am in a dinner rut or busy days where grocery shopping wasn’t on my priority list, and you have a recipe for disaster.

I have a few go to meals– Skillet Tamales, Spaghetti, Chicken Noodle casserole, just to name a few. These I can make almost without a recipe, and I know that my family will eat them because they are favorites here! I try to give my kids a variety, but they have chosen favorites too– yogurt, fruits, veggies, chicken to name a few. Brayden is pickier than Kenley is, but all around I try to give them a balanced diet.

As important as meal times are for us, the most important thing I have learned is to pick mealtime battles wisely. If Brayden doesn’t necessarily want what we are having, I make him try a few bites and then give him something I know he will eat. No snacks if he doesn’t eat a majority of his dinner. Brayden is a snacker, munching on cereal, veggies, fruits, crackers, and cheese during the day. I keep tabs on what he has had and then judge how much dinner he needs to eat. It’s been a struggle, but its just not worth the fight. He mostly sits with us as we eat as well, and is learning to stay at the table until we are all finished.

Kenley has been a better eater since day one, probably because I was more relaxed and more inclined to get her to try a variety of foods in the beginning. (I learned the hard way with Brayden.) Now that Brayden sees what Kenley is eating, he is more inclined to try it, but I try not to bribe him in that way. Food shouldn’t be a punishment, but I DO want there to be structure.

It’s not easy and it’s not always perfect– but somehow, we all manage to eat around here!

What are your go-to recipes?

Life with Toddlers

Kenley is no longer a baby, but an official toddler. Tantrums have started, she’s starting to talk (saying momma, bye, more and yes just to name a few) and her and Brayden can actually play together for longer periods of time. What stops that, of course, is is generally because they start arguing or Kenley takes something away from Brayden–but hey, that’s toddlers, right? Brayden is very much 3 but he does well with Kenley–and I am thankful for that.

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The way they interact for the most part, is good. Lately, I have been letting them try to work out some of their issues (stealing toys being the top one!) but sometimes I have no choice but to intervene. And sometimes, I just take more photos BEFORE intervening.

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Their giggles fill the room and I can’t help but smile. Even on the days where I feel like I can not possibly do this for one more day, their smiles and laughter is all I need to snap me out of that funk. Motherhood is HARD- so hard, and some days are harder than others. But I am so blessed that the Lord has called me to do this, because honestly, I can’t imagine doing anything else.

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Life Lately

SO– our Thanksgivings (all 3 of them) went really well. The kids were pretty well behaved and we had a good weekend. Sunday night? Both kids had meltdowns while my sister and brother in law and brother were over–so I think that was good birth control for them. Oy.

I have been trying to drop Brayden’s afternoon nap (yes, on purpose. yes, I am crazy!) because he was fighting us at bedtime so badly. Turns out, a few days of that plus lots of extra attention was just a recipe for disaster. Brandon and I are almost at a lost as to how to set firmer boundaries for him without listening to giant meltdowns all the time. He’s talking back (which I do not tolerate at ALL), not listening, not listening, and not listening.

My patience is very thin at the end of the day, and I just feel at a loss. Brandon too. A typical evening starts when Brandon gets home and Brayden instantly wants to play farm toys. That’s all good and fine, but sometimes we can’t play rightthatverysecond but when we say no or not right now but (insert time here) he is just SO persistent. And not listening. And it continues until we are both ready to flip out, and obviously, that’s not the right thing to do.

It’s a vicious cycle. Apparently being 3 is really rough.

I really do try my best to balance my time during the day to play with the kids, read, color with Brayden, do things he wants to do when Kenley is napping (which ALSO hasn’t been the best lately) and then also let them independently play while I do things around the house. He just seems so attention deprived and whiny about it–but I KNOW that can’t be it. Can it?

WHY are toddlers such finicky creatures? And why do I feel like a parent fail at the end of the day?

SO I am hoping that by being more intentional this week, I can see what he responds better to. And hopefully, my patience will soon be restored.

5 Ways to Survive the Holidays with Toddlers

As the holiday season approaches, I can’t help but love the magic and wonder that comes along with it. But also? It’s a LOT going everywhere to see everyone during the holidays. After Brayden was born, I had the WORST anxiety, so holidays are harder for me. But over the past few years, they have gotten slightly easier and more manageable– so here are my tip for surviving the holidays with toddlers.

ONE: Don’t set yourself up for failure.

Having gatherings that coincide with my kiddo’s normal schedule rarely happens– so just try to be prepared. Make arrangements as best as you can to fit their needs. I try to let the kids rest before we go anywhere, if we have to drive, we leave close to nap time so they can sleep on the way there, and I am sure to pack plenty of toys/games to hold their attention until it’s time to go. Early bedtimes are pretty frequent after holiday gatherings!

TWO: Pack food you KNOW they will eat.

Brayden is a super picky eater–hit or miss with this one! So, I always pack snacks for him to have in case he isn’t wanting to try any of the holiday food! (He HAS been branching out lately– so I am hoping he will do better this year!)

THREE: Involve the kids. 

Nothing bothers me more than when the adults are sitting around lounging and the kids are getting ignored. Yes, we all want to escape and have adult conversation, but the kids will last much longer if they are engaged and involved with the adults. Let them pass out silverware (carefully), let them show you their new toyss, or help them with their meal. If they are getting restless, take them outside (weather permitting) for a few minutes to burn off some steam.

FOUR:  Create Traditions

One of my favorite traditions that I started when Brayden was a baby was getting him new Christmas jammies to open on Christmas Eve. I have since continued that tradition with Kenley, and hopefully when they are a little older, it will be just as fun for them as it is for me. My favorite tradition as a kid was driving around one evening looking at all of the Christmas lights on people’s homes– maybe that will be something we start for our kids! Whatever it is, make it special and meaningful so they will look forward to it year after year.

FIVE: Be Flexible

As I was discussing this post with my dear friend Tricia, she included this prompt– be flexible. And I think this is probably this MOST important! Kids are unpredictable, amen? So be ready to roll with the punches, go with the flow, and be able to tend to their needs accordingly. One thing I learned when I was really struggling with my anxiety was that I was setting my expectations WAY too high for events, and then when it didn’t go exactly how I envisioned? It was almost crippling. Learning to lower my expectations and be more flexible helped me get through the holidays without working myself up!

Happy Thanksgiving, Everyone! I hope your day is filled with family, food, and fellowship– we have so much to be thankful for.

Currently in Toddlerville…

Not long ago I was getting frustrated with Brayden’s progress with potty training. I wanted to pull my hair out! This strong willed child of mine will definitely be a go getter one day, but I was adamant that he at LEAST be able to go to the bathroom on his own. Sheesh.

2 weeks ago, Brayden started going to preschool two mornings a week. The first day, I packed 3 extra pairs of shorts and 3 extra pairs of underwear. I mean, the morning before he had 3 potty accidents before 10am– so I figured that was a good guess. I dropped him off, braced myself for a sad, potentially embarrassed little boy at the end of school. Boy, was I pleasantly surprised! He had ONE accident and went all the other times they took him. ONE ACCIDENT. The day before I was at my wit’s end just almost PLEADING with the boy to go on the potty. And he did awesome at school.

It was like he knew I was frustrated and was out to prove me wrong. Stinker.

Next day at school? One accident. 3rd time? NO ACCIDENTS. And he has been doing so awesome at home. It’s like a light switch went off and he is a different kid.

Also, he’s been getting up randomly in the middle of the night for a drink of water, a kleenex, and being scared. That is starting to take its toll on me because I have a hard time going back to sleep, then when I NEED to get up, I just can’t pull myself out of bed. Vicious cycle.

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When he isn’t at preschool, the last week he has been farming with Brandon. It’s NICE to have just Kenley to worry about, especially because in the mornings he has been wound up and driving me insane with “GO FARMING NOW MOMMY!”  ”COWBOY SHOES ON!” But I miss my little guy when he is gone.

 Last week, after school on Tuesday I took him to the field at noon and picked him up at 7. The next day, I took him at 10am and picked him up at 7. Do you see a theme here? The boy LOVES to go with his daddy, and we are happy to oblige because soon, those days will be over. And I am not sure what I will do with him then. You would think that with just ONE kid around I would get more done? Ehhh. Not so much. I mostly just enjoyed Kenley, cooked/baked, read blogs, worked on birthday party stuff, did laundry, grocery shopped, and what I should have done was nap.

Toddlers are exhausting.

He’s just….3

Brayden has really, really thrown me for a loop lately. His strong willed personality is shining through lately, and I just feel like I can NOT get through to him. His eating habits are picky and crazy- he’s practically only eating yogurt, fruit, string cheese, and BBQ chips- never wants to sit at the table longer than 5 seconds, constantly picks on Kenley, and has been an early riser/fast melter-downer for the last 2 weeks.  And don’t even get me STARTED on how potty training is going.

What GIVES?

Don’t let him fool you.

I partially blame his dad, because if everyone is swimming one way, Brandon is swimming the other. Brayden gets that naturally. And someday, that will pay off for him, I am sure. But right now? It is incredibly frustrating. I sound like a broken record ALL DAY. “Go on the potty, please.” “Don’t throw that.” “Stop picking on Kenley”. “LEAVE HER ALONE!” Follow me? His usual response is to point at me and say NO right back- *sigh*. Time outs and taking privileges away are somewhat working….but I think most of it boils down to the fact that he isn’t sleeping as well at night.

It’s a vicious, vicious cycle. And as my mom would say? “He’s just 3.”

All about Brayden

Lately, Brayden has been an absolute riot. You guys, this kid is funny. And he knows it.

His speech has totally taken off, and he is talking in sentences! WOO! You have no idea how long I waited for that. (If you are also the mom or were the mom of a toddler, you know that maybe the talking could have waited a little longer. Why? is a popular question ’round this place.) Here are some examples of the conversations we have been having lately, or just random things he has been saying.

  • I put his breakfast on a Toy Story plate the other morning. He points to the plate and says “Weedy, Buzz, Ham, Sinky”- I knew he knew Woody and Buzz, but we haven’t watched Toy Story for awhile- how does he know Ham and Slinky?
  • He has a Lightning McQueen Cozy Coupe that I got for him last spring. One of the wheels needs tightened back on and adjusted. He says “mommy, eee-ming (Lightning) fix with hammie”. I was like “say that again?” So he did, and then starts banging on the table. He wanted me to give him a hammer to fix Lightning with. I decided we better let Daddy look at it first. Lightning parks too close to Mommy’s car!
  • Brayden is always wanting the “yight” on. Cracks me up how he says light. I will say light and exaggerate the l, and he will go “lll-yight”.
  • He’s been a daddy’s boy lately, so when he asks for daddy, I tell him he is working. Then he asks why. So I tell him. Then it’s another why. And another why. And another. Oh. My. Goodness. I. Can’t. Get. Through. To. Him.

Needless to say, it’s been fun listening to him communicate, but getting through to him sometimes makes me want to pull my hair out. Good thing he’s so cute, right?

Moms of toddlers- how do you combat the “why” so that you aren’t going insane?

The Big Boy Bed

I had no intention of moving Brayden to his big boy bed yet. I wasn’t ready to fight bedtime, I am exhausted as it is right now, and wanted to wait until things around here calmed down a bit. When we were back to our “normal” routine. When he had curtains hung up. When I was ready.

But then Sunday night, I got the crazy idea to just try it, and see how it went. I wanted to put the new nursery curtains up, get his cleaned and pressed and hung up, and THEN do it. But, we decided to wing it.

I took off the top sheet and the comforter, and just put the blankets from his crib with him. He is SUCH a crazy sleeper that I didn’t want to have to worry about him getting tangled in blankets in a not-so-familiar room. We did bath time, played, picked up toys, and then I rocked him just like I always do. And I rocked him. And I rocked him. I was SO nervous. Brandon looked at me like “are you ever going to put him to bed?”

I walked into his big boy room with a big boy in my arms, laid him down, and he immediately jumped back into my arms crying for daddy. I just said “it’s ok buddy, just lay down.” He laid right back down, I stayed and rubbed his back for a couple of minutes, walked away, and shut the door. Never heard a peep. He went right to sleep.

And I went right for the bathroom and shed a few tears. My big boy was officially a big boy. No more crib. And this transition? Went WAY better than I ever imagined. Tonight he didn’t even cry, he laid right down and went right to sleep. So I plan to just keep taking it one day at a time and see how he does. I know that eventually it won’t be this easy when he can ask for a glass of water/one more story/one more hug… but for now, I will take it.

The one about tantrums

We hit the terrible twos around here a good few several months ago. For me, it’s not when the kid turns two, it’s their second year of life. And boy, has that rung true!

For the most part, Brayden’s tantrums are because he gets frustrated trying to communicate. I try to ask him if it is this or that, and he shakes his head and starts to get frustrated because I can’t figure it out. And then I get frustrated. It’s a vicious cycle.

I try to keep my patience but it is SO hard. And then if I still can’t figure it out, he just walks away, and I feel terrible! I have been working with him to speak, repeating the names of everything in sight, helping him see colors/letters/numbers in his books.

Nothing.

His tantrums aren’t necessarily because he isn’t getting what he wants, like if he spots Lightning McQueen anything in a store and I say no- they are because he is frustrated because he can’t tell me. *sigh* and it’s just plain hard to watch sometimes. I WANT to help him, I WANT to know what he is trying to tell me. But it just isn’t there yet. And I don’t know what I can do to make it better.

Pretty soon, he will probably just start spitting out sentences and I will regret this little complaint. Mark my words.

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