When it Comes to Motherhood, There’s No Cookie Cutter Solution – 100 Day Blog Challenge Day 8

A Mother’s Job is Never Easy (or Done)


When my boys were younger or when people would hear I’m a Mom of 3 boys, the immediate response was, “Boy, you’ve got your hands full.”  To be in honest, in the beginning, I didn’t see what was the big deal.  For the most part, they got along FAMOUSLY and were so cooperative.  I told them to do something, and they did it (most of the time) without too much arguing.  I just didn’t see the big deal.

Fast forward to 2014, and now I see the big deal.

My boys are now 8, 6 (in 2 weeks) and 4.  The way they act lately, you would think they were in their 30s or 40s.  Today felt like the day from HELL!!!  They weren’t listening, they were fighting, attitudes, meltdowns, on and on and on!!!

You know, I can totally see them
like this 10 years from now…
The first instance happened while I was taking a shower (yeah, even to do THAT takes skilled planning.)  Anyhow, I’m enjoying a little me time (I’ll take it whenever and wherever I can) and then it sounds like World War 3 hit.  First, a loud scream, followed by a screeching cry and yelling.  So much for a relaxing shower.  When I get out there to “diffuse” the situation, they’re upset because one won’t listen, another comes over to intervene and act like the “parent” so the other 2 start a mutiny and….the domino effect at its worst.

This wasn’t necessarily the first instance, but I made it crystal clear that under NO circumstances are they to wreak havoc.  Yeah, that worked out famously.  In the end, since they decided to act up with me in the room, I grounded them from video games for a week and put the fear of God in them that much worse would happen if they didn’t smarten up.

Decisions, Decisions

There are days when it feels as if EVERYTHING I’m doing as a Mom is wrong or I’ve missed the mark.  What’s the right way to raise the boys?  When do you step in and discipline?  Is it too harsh?  Is it too lenient?  Is anything getting through to them?  Do they even CARE?!?!?!  What’s the right answer?

I’ve come to realize that when it comes to parenting, there is NO right answer.  What works for one may not necessarily work for the other.  This doesn’t really give me a lot of comfort, because it would be nice if the bickering wouldn’t be at RIDICULOUS SPEED every 2 minutes!!!  I understand there will be sibling rivalry, but, my goodness must there be so many rivals?!?!?!

Take me AWAY!!!
It’s hard, VERY hard, and I’m not complaining, but, it would be nice to have the bickering stop for one day.  I’m sure this is part of the growing process and this will pass; heck, they really do get along great when the smoke clears.  It’s pretty amazing watching the three of them work together or come together on things.  It’ll usually be short lived, but I do revel those moments.

They’re great kids, I hear it from so many people all the time, because it’s true.  I’m not just saying this because they’re mine.  They do great things all the time and it’s my hope that the lessons we’re teaching them is sinking into their brains and they remember them as they get older.  I’m also sure that when they’re parents and they’re getting together for their annual whatever, they’ll look back on these days and laugh.

I know I am, but at the time, it wasn’t very funny.

The boys are asleep, and as usual, they are always peaceful, angelic, and so awesome when they’re not talking.  It always brings me back to when they were babies – so young, innocent, and no ability to speak.  We just couldn’t skip that part of their growing process, huh?

The saga continues…
This book has many chapters, addendum’s and everything in between.  I love my boys and I am so blessed to be their Mom.  It’s a lot of fun, I wouldn’t change it for anything.  I’m also human, I have feelings and there are some days when I feel a good smack to the head just might do the trick.

Don’t judge, unless you’ve been there. 

Yeah, I’ve got my hands full.  I know this, it’s obvious, you don’t need to point it out.  I wouldn’t have it any other way.  My life would be empty.  Despite it all, the craziness makes everything normal.

The saga continues…


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Confessions of a FitBit Junkie Part 2 – 100 Day Blog Challenge Day 6

Channeling This Addiction

After I submitted my blog post last night on some of my confessions, I came up with a couple more.  So, here are some more of my confessions:

Confession #4 – The Feeling of Utter HORROR When You’ve Discovered Your FitBit is Lost/Missing

Where did my FitBit go?!?!?!!?


I had this happen to me last summer during one of my son’s soccer games.  It was a Thursday (I will NEVER forget that day!!!)  We left the soccer field and headed home.  I went to my computer to sync my FitBit because I walked around the soccer field while they were playing.  Well, at some point between the time I left the soccer field and got home, my FitBit went MISSING!!!

Oh my goodness, I let out a scream like you wouldn’t believe.  “Where’s my FitBit? Where’s my FitBit??!?!?  WHERE’S MY FITBIT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!!!!!!”  I was frantic because it was 8:00 at night, I had to get the boys to bed to prepare for a 9pm webinar and no FitBit.  So, what did I do? What any well-respected FitBit user WOULD do…

I loaded the boys up in the van and retraced my steps back at the soccer field.

Don’t judge…you’d do the same thing.

I parked my van in the same spot I parked when we were there, not there.  I did my best walking the same path toward the field looking in the grass.  Nothing.  I searched where I had our stuff perched on the fence.  Nothing.  Let me tell you, I came to understand the term “needle in a haystack” that evening.  I couldn’t find that darn thing!!!


I was devastated.  I was crushed.  I felt like crying.

My boys, God love ’em.  They were so understanding and supportive.  They kept consoling me and telling me it was going to be okay and that I would find my FitBit.  I felt like I lost a part of me.  I felt naked.

I got on the computer and contacted their customer service to see if they could help.  I got a response to try to sync again as it may be somewhere in the house.  Well, I couldn’t find it in the house, so how the heck was that going to help?!?!?!

Calm down, Dee…calm down!!!

Anyhow, it was close to 9pm, and I had to jump on my webinar.  Fortunately, the attendees didn’t show, and that gave me more time to do some Criminal Minds/CSI investigating.  I whipped out my mini-flashlight and started “casing the joint.”  That FitBit HAD to be in the house SOMEWHERE!!!

I checked every nook and cranny I could think to look. I checked the basement, the bathroom, the washer, the dryer, the dishwasher, the fridge, and then it hit me…I had an epiphany.   The flashback came rushing into my head like those scenes you see in the movies or on TV.

I remember I was in the boys’ room fixing up their beds.  I was straightening out their sheets and as I was flicking the bed sheet, something had fallen.  I checked under the bed, whipping the flashlight all around, and, there it was!!!  It was in the corner near the wall. 

I FOUND MY FITBIT!!!

For whatever reason, my FitBit decided it wanted to learn how to fly and play hide and seek at the same time.

Oh, Happy Day!!!


The feeling of elation, joy, relief, happiness, every emotion you could think of came rushing through me.  I laughed, I cried, I screamed, I jumped for joy.  And yes, I had the boys looking as well. NO ONE was going to bed that night!!!  My FitBit was secure and all was right with the world.

Life could resume its regular duties.  I was me again!!!


In closing, realize that all FitBit users have that fear of their trusty device taking a walk without them.  If that ever happens, the situation like the one described here could very well be played out with said owner.  Your best bet would be to NOT mock them or think they were crazy, but to get down on all fours and search for the FitBit. Believe me, you DO NOT want to be on the receiving end of a frantic FitBit owner who is missing said device.

Help them keep calm, agree with everything they say and you just may walk out of this with all your digits intact.  

You have been warned.

Still think I need an intervention?

I initially said I would share a couple more confessions, but this one is just so good, it needs to stand alone.