Thursday, April 30, 2015

Diary of a Confused Mom: April 30th 2015

Given the rare luxury of a shower in solitude and without interruptions, my brain had the opportunity to ramble freely.

This is when I realized that when I was young I was a very diligent student and now, with the homework load my children bring back daily, I find myself secretly ignoring homework forgotten at school and 'cheating' a little when it comes to what I count as reading.

Diary of a Confused Mom: April 29th 2015

Since I discovered 'oil pulling' and diatomaceous earth, the running joke is that my journey to better health now involves gargling with oil and eating dirt.

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Diary of a Confused Mom: April 28th 2015

There is something about a day that involves walking, biking, studying and steaming both the kitchen and bathroom floors that is immensely satisfying.

That massage is paying for itself in productivity ;)

Diary of a Confused Mom: April 27th 2015

I finally got a much needed hour long massage session! It felt like someone pressed the reset button on me and I wonder why I deny myself this truly therapeutic experience.

In Romania I used to walk over to the hotel near our house and have a massage once a week because it cost $10 an hour and Little Z wasn't my designated sidekick at the time.

When it comes to the chaos and demands that accompany motherhood, a massage is more a necessity than a luxury.


Wednesday, April 22, 2015

Diary of a Confused Mom: April 22nd 2015

I asked Little Z if he wanted to go on a bike ride, to which he immediately replied with a clear, defiant, "No!" His "no" was so well formulated on his full, rounded lips and accented with his deep voice which has always been completely age inappropriate that it hits you with power.

But he was clearly just enjoying using his new favorite word, because as soon as he said it, he jumped off the couch and head to the door. Then somehow he managed to put both his crocs on by himself!

The exercising has definitely brought back my sense of humor. This morning as I piled laundry into the washer, removed bedsheets to be replaced, made breakfast, cleaned up and dressed Little Z, one of the boys started to ask for something and I said "I can't right now because I have to make sure all of this is done so I can go to the parent volunteer celebration at school." Then I smirked internally as cinderalla came to mind...
 

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Diary of a Confused Mom: April 21st 2015

We've been moving to so many different places so much, that I think I've developed commitment issues. 

The thought of living in just one country for the rest of my life stirs a fear in me like no other. Perhaps I just haven't found 'the one' yet.

Diary of a Confused Mom: April 19th 2015

This long awaited day finally came.

Today, O got to play the national anthem at the start of the Astros Vs Angels baseball game. He walked out onto the field and played his trumpet along with the school band, orchestra and choir.

It was a moment that will remain etched in my memory forever. I was choked and seriously almost burst into tears with joy and pride.