About El Momma

Tuesday, September 22, 2015

When homework is a gift

Well, today's kindergarten homework sure was a welcome surprise. Thanks, awesome Kindergarten team teachers!
It said "help mom sort the laundry or..." Something else. I didn't read the rest. 
Not important.
Don't get caught up on the fact that it said "help mom." Obviously our child could help "dad" or a sibling or a grandparent or another caregiver. 
But, I'm just thanking these wonderful teachers for this unexpected gift. 
Me, supervising my five year old sorting laundry was truly a gift today. 

He's happy and I'm happy. 
We took our instructions a little further and we started a load of "darks" together. Now he's watching the machine. I think we will be here for a while. 

Don't you just love it when we receive the gift of time?
Slow down.
Do a load of laundry with your child.
You might find, like I did, that it's actually pretty relaxing and fun when you do it together. 

Monday, September 21, 2015

Our Baby Girl is Seven

Day one
Whale watching in Maui 
Standing in California 
Enjoying your brothers :)

Walking in Valencia 

Cutie pie dancer 
California Beach girl

Florida beach girl 

Turning six 

Turning seven 

Through the years, you've brought so much joy and love into our hearts and lives. We thank God every single day that we have you, our daughter, Trinity! We love you. Happy seventh birthday, sweetheart. 

Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Happy Birthday Momma

Today is my Momma's birthday.
You are beautiful from the inside out.
An example of sacrifice and unconditional  love of your family.
A momma who would do anything for her children and her grandchildren.
We love you.
And we are so grateful for you.
Happy birthday!

Monday, September 14, 2015

A rhythm that's not my own. A season I will probably miss...one day

I've looked forward to this year of having all of my babies in elementary school. The one year. 
The golden year. 
I've looked forward to it so much that perhaps I'm discovering that my expectations were too high.

We are three weeks in and I'm overwhelmed.
I'm so overwhelmed that when I first wrote that sentence it said "We are two weeks in and I'm overwhelmed."  
Nothing has changed in one week. 
I'm still overwhelmed.
I still have the same daily routines I'm trying to establish.
The same lunches to make.
The same time to get out of the house in the mornings.
The same clothes to wash.
Uniforms to lay out.
Children to remind.
The same thing.
Over and over again until I'm tired of hearing my own voice.
The same tears of frustration.
The disappointment that I can't get it all done and I don't know how to do it better.
I feel lost.
And alone.
I'm not.
Just down the street, across town, around the corner, a state away, across the country (almost anywhere there is a parent) someone is feeling what I am feeling.
I know because she/he told me.
So, I'm telling you, so you'll know too. It's going to be okay.  You are not alone.
You will get through this. 
And, the good news is: it will get better! I promise. 
Maybe not yet.
Maybe you'll still have to wait a few weeks to catch your breath and for your family to find their rhythm. 
But, you will find it. It may not be the rhythm you feel like you are forcing upon your family now. 
It might be slightly slower or completely different. 
But, you will find a rhythm that works for you and yours. 
Don't give up.
Until you find your rhythm, keep doing what you are doing, Momma (and Dad).  
It will get better.