Mama Loves: Being Pushy

Welcome to another week of Mama Loves! So glad that you've stopped by!

Mama Loves is a linky party where mamas can share anything that has made your life easier as a mama.

Maybe you've found: 

• a toy or book that captivates your child(ren)
• gear you just can't live without
• a recipe your choosy toddler gobbles down
• a parenting book that you've found perspective changing
• an activity that wears your kid(s) out (these lead to good naps, which we all love)
• an outfit that flatters your post-baby body and makes you feel fabulous
• or anything else you're loving--creativity welcome!

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Hi there! I feel I need to apologize for not showing up last week. My sister came to visit, Brad had been home a lot, and quite honestly, I didn't even know it was Saturday until we were half way through the day. Forgive me? Mama did really love the break, so thank you for your grace.

I'd love to keep on with Mama Loves in 2012. I've said it before, I've been very blessed from all your fabulous posts! Clever activities, ideas, recipes, toys, books, gear---all of it!

A note on that---if you're on Pinterest---Pin those great posts! Pinterest is a great way to get traffic, and maybe some new readers. People love great ideas on that Pinterest, I tell you! I've started a Mama Loves board on my Pinterest page.

Got everything pinned last night. HOLY COW! People love your mama-approved ideas! The Dapper Snappers were a clear winner with 26 repins and seven likes in a matter of 56 minutes! Woah! So--if your stats were blown-up last night---I might have put you on Pinterest. Who knew Pinterest would be so popular at 10 PM on a Friday night?! Oh, and, Melissa, someone left a comment wanting to know where they could buy a Mommy Hook. Can you help?

(Please email me, if for some reason, you don't want me to include your post(s) there---I'll take them down strait away!).

Now, down to business!

My bloggy friend, Mandy always talks about stuff with her girls that has "stood the test of time".

Our girls love to push things around, which is better than them pushing me or each other around, which--let's face it, that happens, anyway around here, sometimes.

For their birthday last year, our girls got, what we refer to as a "vacuum-sweeper popper". They push that thing around every. single. day. It's their vacuum when I vacuum---they're such great helpers!

Our girls recently received some more things to push around:

A pram to push their babies around (I know you probably call it a buggy, but I like that the girls know it as a pram--makes me feel a bit British. Would you like a spot of tea?):

We also have a fabulous new shopping cart:



I would highly recommend all three of these toys. They are durable, well made, and our girls absolutely love them! Push toys have definitely stood the test of time around here!

Do you have push toys that your littles love?

Can't wait to see what you're loving this week!

You kiss your babies with that mouth?

So, I've been thinking a lot about this word of mine that I chose for this year.

Be.

There's more I want to be. And I want that to start with being myself here, in my writing.


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I haven't been dishonest, or misrepresented myself. But, there have been a few posts I've done over the past year that I've been---well, I've been scolded about---through comments or by people I know in real life. And, this oldest child, people pleaser, pretending-that-it-doesn't-matter-but-secretly-caring- a-lot-what-other-people-think-even-though-I-hate-admitting-that-to-you-right-now doesn't like to be in trouble, and I don't like to disappoint.

So, I've found myself tempering my writing.

I don't like that. That isn't being me.

I've found myself not always saying the thing I'd say to you if I was sitting across the table from you at a coffee shop.

Probably the clearest example of this would be cussing.

I don't hold a candle to truckers or sailors, but I do cuss sometimes. Mostly, it's for emphasis.

You see--we've taken words like epic or awesome, which used to be reserved for truly extraordinary, awe-striking things like space travel and The Grand Canyon, and we've made those words arbitrary. We use them for things that we won't remember a week from now like the "epic-fail" of wearing your shirt inside out all day, or the "awesome" flavor of toothpaste the dentist used to clean your teeth. Cussing is sort of my epics and awesomes. And--it just cuts to the point.

But, even if the whole epic-awesome-arbitaryness wasn't true, I'd probably still cuss.

Now, maybe you're running to your Bible to find me a verse to tell me why I shouldn't say this. Maybe cussing is offensive to you. Here's something else: sometimes, when I talk to Jesus, I cuss too.

I'm not being irreverent. Being reverent has nothing to do with words, and everything to do with attitude. I only need take one look at our beautiful girls to be brought to my knees in awe that he could make that.

I cuss when I talk to Jesus, because he wants a relationship with me. He wants to be just like a friend sitting across the table sipping coffee. Talking to him is no different than talking to those friends. He doesn't want me to pause to use words like "thee" and "thy", because I don't use those when I talk to my friends, or ever, really. He just wants me to be real--even if it includes the occasional curse word.

So, for example: I watched Brynne tumble down our basement steps on Wednesday----top to bottom----her neck bending in ways that took my breath away. I don't think I could tell you the sheer terror that swept through my body as I watched her fall, unless I told you that this scared the HELL out of me. And this was my prayer in that moment, as she's falling:

Brynne! Shit, Jesus, help!

And our Brynne. I collect her in my arms. She utters one word:

Uh-oh.

And then, she with her rubber neck, runs off to play. While I'm sobbing and shaking, continuing to say lots of shits and thank yous to Jesus.*

You know what though? I think Jesus loves that. I think he wants that. He wants to come into my mess; to be included. He doesn't want me to wait till designated prayer times, or a moment when I can clean up my language, to be included. Real relationship isn't designated or contrived like that. It happens all the time, and that's what Jesus wants, I think. Even if it includes cussing. I know I certainly needed help as Brynne toppled down our stairs. I couldn't wait for an appropriated, curse-free time to ask.

And really, if your kid was falling down these stairs, you'd probably say shit too. I'm 93% sure you would.

So, this is me. A Jesus-loving, mama of twins, who uses the occasional four letter word, with a husband who gives me complete grace, even when I let our kid fall down the stairs.

I've told more than one person, I like you more, once I've heard/read them cuss. I mean it too. I like people who cuss. There's something about it that's real; genuine. I like people like that. Maybe this post will have you like me more. Or maybe you'll decide you don't like me at all. Maybe I won't be your flava. But, here I am. I want to be all here, when I write. This is me. I hope you like me both inspite of, and because of. Either way---here I be.


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*I don't make a habit of swearing in front of our girls. The whole falling down the stairs thing--desperate circumstances.

Cheers to a New Year and Much to be Thankful for

So many things to be thankful for this past week. I'm so thankful that we're starting 2012 off healthier than we ended 2011!

1115. Hadley's fevers to indicate that something is wrong.

1116. Mama's intuition.

1117. New antibiotics.

1118. Ear infection diagnosis.

1119. Many fevered snuggles in the middle of the night.

1120. Napping with Hadley.

1121. Energy through those five nights of interrupted sleep.

1122. Fever-less day finally arriving!

1123. The girls giggling at their papa juggling clementines in the kitchen.

1124. Hanging the girls' art in our home.

1125. Brynne's love for the color orange, just like her papa.

1126. Playing in the snow with my girls.

1127. Multitasking.

1128. My sister surprising us with a visit.

1129. Hadley sitting on her Masa's knee, petting Noodle (Yes, Noodle, the poodle).

1130. Someone else to read Clifford.  

1131. The girls' fascination with the moon, because of the beautiful, lyrical book, I Took the Moon for a Walk that I don't mind reading over and over again.

1132. Ringing in the New Year sound asleep.

Be

Last year I wrote about my word for the year--Ebenezer--a reminder of God's love, presence and assistance.

Ebenezers were everywhere as I navigated becoming a mama in 2010--hardest, most rewarding year of my life!

Yesterday as I was perusing Pinterest, contemplating this past year, I landed on my word.

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It's struck me how very quickly this past year has gone.

The girls have gone from babies to toddlers right before our eyes:

They can do crafts now.
They say "uh-oh" (their new favorite word) at least a thousand times a day.
Their hair is long and beautiful--people no longer question their gender.

It's glorious--watching them grow and change! I delight in every moment of it. So very thankful that God chose me to be their mama.

So. Be.

Often, along with this Mama gig, I'm quick turn to tasks. Thankful? Yes, immensely so, but I forget to just enjoy my girls. To be present to them. To just be with them.

Be present.
Be engaged.
Be silly.
Be carefree.
Be a teacher.
Be a student.
Be creative.

Do you have a word? I'd love for you to share it!

May 2012 be a beautiful, meaningful year for all of you.

Sharing this here and here. Join us!

2011 in Review

Wow! I thought 2010 brought changes!

When I look back over our year, I feel so incredibly blessed. Our girls have gone from babies to toddlers. It's such a joy to watch them grow!

In 2011 we:

Played in the snow

We celebrated a first birthday!

We learned to walk.

I broke up with the breast pump.

We started wearing pigtails (some days it's still like trying to herd cats, but the cuteness factor makes it very worthwhile) and figured out how to use smart phones.

We went on many grand adventures, sailing the Seven Seas in our pirate boat.

We went swimming in the backyard.

The girls weaned, which was bittersweet for Mama. 



We went on our first ever family vacation to visit our friends.

And were photographed by the very talented Melissa!

We went apple picking and pumpkin picking for the first time.

The girls discovered their love of gardening.

We (barely) survived the transition from two naps to just one nap.

Probably the biggest accomplishment of 2011, for me, and the biggest change over all, was to watch the girls learn sign language. We're still learning too! I've stopped counting, but I know they have well over 100 signs. It's so wonderful for them to be able to communicate with us, and for us to know what they're saying!

I can't wait to see what 2012 will bring us.

Specially Christmas a.k.a. The one where I use the word "special" at least 62 times

On Christmas, my father-in-law plopped a brown paper bag in everyone's lap.

We opened them at the same time. Contents included:

• an orange
• some hard candy
• a candy cane
• an assortment of nuts

He told us he wanted us to see what his treat was every Christmas when he was growing up 50+ years ago. This treat was so special, that he vividly remembered after all this time.

Before I go on, this is NOT a post poo-pooing giving gifts at Christmas, if that's what you're thinking. It blesses my heart to give and to receive thoughtful and intentional gifts. So, please read on, knowing that's not where I'm headed.

I do believe that sometimes we lose the special. There's so much, and the holidays can be so harried, stressful, overwhelming, _____________ (you fill in the blank), that nothing stands out as special.

This Christmas was so exciting for me and Brad. Our girls are old enough to get excited, and we were excited about their excited.

Along with excited, we want to make Christmas meaningful and special. I think we have to be intentional about making Christmas special, and that takes planning and work. I'm not sure we've quite landed on our unique special yet, but we're working on it.

I've read lots of great ideas about this via the blog world recently of Mamas who have embraced Christmas and lovingly included their children in fun activities to make Christmas special:

• Helene included her children in baking cookies
• Mandy let her babes in the kitchen to make marshmallow snowmen and ice cream cone trees
• Lisa plays "Elf on the Shelf" with her three kiddos
• Melissa made some of her littles' Christmas gifts this year (Gotta love Pinterest!)
• Katie bundled up her twins and walked around looking at Christmas lights.

The above is not always easy for us mamas, I tell you---embracing the chaos that comes along with giving our lovies meaningful and memorable experiences requires lots of yoga breathing (and wine) sometimes.

So, this is what I'm thinking:

(I know Christmas is over. Then New Years will be over. It will still be cold outside, but there won't be any Christmas lights to look at, which quite frankly, depresses me--especially when there's no snow on the ground, in which I can at least take cute pictures of our girls all bundled up.)

I'd love to read and share your Christmas stories---keep the spirit of Christmas alive a bit longer---at least until that groundhog does his thing. I'd love to read about how you make Christmas special in your family.

It can be:

• a tradition
• an activity
• a special book you read
• yummy food you eat
• games you play
• maybe something beautiful and wonderful happened this Christmas that you want to share?

This is an invitation for you to guest post those stories here! Or, if you've shared them on your own blog already, please leave the link in the comment section!

I know there are lots of beautiful stories out there that can keep January sparkling (even if there's no snow on the ground).

If you're interested in guest posting, please email me pontifications (at) hotmail (dot) com

I look forward to hearing from you!!

(My husband thinks this is cheesy, "but that's okay," he says---so, you've got Papa's stamp of approval to guest post--sort of).

No boot camp this week...

...but I got one heck of a workout bundling our girls up to play in the snow!!

Off they go!

It's quickly melting. We were so excited that we were able to tromp around in the snow this morning!