Sunday, December 18, 2011

Advice.....

When I was pregnant with my first child
I was given more advice that my poor brain could hold.

-Sleep when your baby sleeps
-They grow up so fast.....enjoy every minute
-There is no such thing as spoiling a newborn....
don't set them down
-Don't eat chocolate when you're nursing....
it'll upset your babies tummy
-Establish good routines early on
-Set a good example to your kids
-Find teaching moments in every day experiences
-Sleepovers are evil...don't let your kids have them
-Have the birds and the bees talk earlier than you think
-Feed them 2 servings of fruits and vegetables everyday
starting at 4 months old and
they'll never turn them down if you are consistent
And on and on and on.....

What ya''ll forgot to tell me....
WAS THAT CHILDREN HIT THEIR TEENAGE YEARS
WELL BEFORE AGE 13

Why did everyone forget to mention that one?
Because it's throwing me for a loop!!

My boys have officially hit their teenage years at age 9 and 11.
I was SURE I had a few more years....but clearly I don't.

It all started in the summer when I overheard them
talking with a friend and saying,
"It's so dumb we have to have our mom's come to the pool
with us! It's not like we don't know how to swim by ourselves!
It'd be WAAAAY better if they weren't here!"
(Clearly they don't appreciate their overly prepared mother being at the pool with them.....re-applying sunscreen every hour, making them drink 8 ounces of water every 2 hours, making them sit and rest for a few minutes every hour so they don't get a muscle cramp and drown, and reminding them not to run around the pool.....I mean GEEZ!)

Then comes the first day of school:
"You don't need to come to school with us. We know what we are doing."
"Yah, just stay home mom. We're fine!"

Then the increased amount of sighing and the rolling of eyes
when asked to lift a finger to help out around the home.

Then insisting on going trick-or-treating JUST with their friends....
and using pillow cases instead of orange plastic pumpkins.

Then came actually having to wake them up in the mornings.....
"Can't I just skip school today?"
"I'm too tired! I only slept for like 3 hours last night!" (riiiiight!)
"It's still dark outside....leave me alone!"

I eventually tried waking them up by opening up their blinds
and singing songs to them.....
Like the one from girls camp....
"Arise and shine and give God your glory....glory!"
They didn't like that ONE BIT!

They out eat Bill and me every meal.

Then comes their blasted Christmas list this year:
#1- A Lap Top
#2 - A cell phone
(In which I replied...."Good try! Maybe when you go off to college....and not a minute sooner!)

I don't do teenagers.
I do babies....and toddlers.
I do diapers, runny noses, cuddling, and reading stories.
I sing songs, play with play dough, and learn ABC's.
I kiss boo-boo's, and encourage sharing.
I watch Sesame Street and I take naps!
I don't do stinky, grouchy, sleepy
moody, stubborn, teenagers!
Especially not at age 9 and 11!!
HELP!!

4 comments:

Curry said...

HAHA.... I'm shipping Pip off to you when she is 10, you'll be a pro with teenagers by then right?

Jill said...

I still shudder when I remember those "wake up" songs at Girls' Camp. My suggestion would be to never sing those ever!!
You're an awesome mom, they're lucky to have you. Good luck!

Somer said...

My girls told me they are too old to be tucked in every night. What?!

THE WITHERS FAMILY said...

Chiara, you crack.me.up. I'm so glad that you are one friend who is actually still blogging. When I need a pick-me-up, I know I can always count on your outstanding writing skills and family stories to make me happy. Thank you for that. ;)
On a side note, you do have me slightly worried. Rylee is turning 9 years old on the 9th and I'm not sure how I feel about it. Especially after reading your post. I'm not ready for it...I think I've been in denial for a while, because Rylee really is one of the sweetest things on this planet, so I just keep telling myself that she will remain the same until she dies. But slowly I'm seeing signs of the "tween" in her and I keep thinking "oh, she's just having a bad day." Is it just a bad day, or are the tween years starting to creep in? AHHHH! Thanks for the post!