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Yesterday marked the last Monday of my maternity leave.   My internal dialogue went something like this  {AHHHHH!!!  Holy Sh*t!!!   WTF!!!  When did that happen!!!!}  Next week I will rejoin the work force and spend my days in the office, and not rolling around on the floor with my kids.

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Always on the floor playing.

It’s hard to believe that we’ve gone from this….

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Big Mac minutes old

To this….

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Big Mac 4.5 y; Little Mac 2.5 y, Small Fry 11 mos.

Agh.  {goes to find some tissues}

I remember a conversation I had with my husband when I was on my first mat leave about the misconception that mat leave is a “vacation” and that I don’t in fact have loads of time in the day to do all the extra little things.  Like get dressed.  Or eat.  At the beginning, you are basically in survival mode – keep this new little creature alive and hopefully thriving.  Even when you are dead on your feet from not sleeping, and frustrated because it won’t eat, and your arms are about to give out from rocking it all. the. time.

Oh, but then they smile.  And actually make eye contact.  Or stretch out after waking up and give a little toot.

And then you’re like “Oh my gawd it was so worth it”

Each day is a challenge.  Some days are more challenging than others.  Some days can even be classified as shit, and literally be full of shit when it feels like you’ve changed a gazilion diapers.  You have to laugh, otherwise you will most definitely go cah-ray-zee.    Just make sure if you are crazy laughing no one can hear you; tends to raise some eyebrows.

But then seemingly all of a sudden… they aren’t so helpless anymore.  You realize that this tiny human being can stand to be without you for a minute while you pee, or just stare at them from the other room, on edge, waiting for the crying to start.  You can just give the kid some puffs and a sippy cup and he’s content to sit there and eat.  Feed himself.  By himself.  Play in the sand.  By himself.  Push cars across the floor.  By himself.  Smile and giggle and pull all the tupperware out of the drawer.  BY HIMSELF.  No need for mommy to intervene.

And let’s not forget that with 3 kids, they are all up in each other’s business.  Everyone has a major case of FOMO [fear of missing out].  So basically we can now sit back and relax and let them go at it.  Until the yelling, crying, scratching, grabbing starts.

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It is not lost on me how lucky I am that I got to spend 3 years of my life with my kids.  And it is doubly apparent how lucky we are to have such a supportive family who is always willing to come and rescue us from the chaos that is THREE f-ing kids.  We would surely be lost without them.   Which is also making it easier for me to even think about going back to work.  Which is why it will actually be a seamless transition as my dear, kind, lovely, too generous mother will be taking care of the kids.  Those with kids know what a relief it is to have reliable day care, and we are so blessed to have someone who loves the kids as much, and probably sometimes even more, than we do.

So really, I’m only really worried about two things when going back to work:

  1. What will I wear?  (seriously, what do ‘adults’ wear these days???)
  2. Crying in the conference room because I miss my kids

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It’s been awhile… this blog has definitely gone by the wayside.  Life is just too much right now.  With 3 boys under the age of 5… my free time (read: after bedtime) is spent with Wine and TV and Instagram.  Or sleeping.  But mostly wine.  I do not have the capacity to form coherent thoughts and put them down in a coherent way, as much as I wish I did.

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Look at these guys.  Trouble.  But goodness me do I love them.

Today though I am breaking my blog silence.  My dear, lovely, kind, too-generous mother has taken the 2 younger ones to kinder korner and the oldest is in school.  Peace.  Hot coffee.  Quiet.  I can think.

And boy have I been doing a lot of thinking lately.  My 3rd and final mat leave is coming to an end.  Just 2 weeks left before I go back to work – for good. So a lot of thinking, and a lot of emotions.  As parents we crave those “firsts” – first time the baby smiles, rolls over, sits up, crawls, walks… etc.  But lately all I’ve been doing is dwelling on the “lasts”.  This is the last time that I’ll have the freedom and opportunity to spend ALL day EVERY day with my kids.  And that makes me sad that I didn’t do enough with them.  And we did a lot (thanks again mostly because of my dear, lovely, kind, too-generous mother).

One of the things that I have done consistently over the years of pregnancy and maternity leaves is attend FITMOM classes – all the Fitmom classes: Prenatal, Baby, Stroller Strength and Bootcamp.  The owner of Fitmom Ottawa is Sue.  Who I have now had the pleasure of knowing for 5 years.  Sue.  Sue. Sue. What can I say about Sue.  What can I say about Sue without getting too emotional.

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Sue is… she is the one that is always in your corner, and you don’t even realize when it happens, when you don’t even know you need someone in your corner.  She is the NICEST person ever (she even said nice things about me {https://www.facebook.com/plugins/post.php?href=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2FFITMOMOttawa%2Fposts%2F1203354873009132%3A0&width=500” target=”_blank”>here}, so you know she has to be THE nicest).  Sue has been there from the beginning and has helped me in more ways than just the physical.  Although she will kick your butt big time at class.  90 second wall sits, while 38 weeks pregnant, oh ya, she makes you do those, no excuses.  Burpees.  Ugh.  I think Sue secretly enjoys watching our faces after she says “And now burpees!”.

Sue has created something special with Fitmom Ottawa.  A wonderful, safe, fun, challenging space that is disguised as a fitness class.  While you work out, you get the added benefit of being surrounded by amazing ladies, and before you know it you are sucked in to this community of support.  And usually with the added benefit of feeling stronger, faster, more fit, more beautiful.  Sue has done what few can do, she has provided somewhere for women to go and feel completely at ease, while working out!  I have met some incredible women through Fitmom, some whom I am privileged to now call my friends.  Who can see by the look on someone’s face that they need some extra support, or to vent, or have questions.  Sue is judgement free.  Her classes are judgement free.   No topic is off limits, no question too silly, no conversation too repetitive.

The success of Fitmom Ottawa, why we all keep coming back for more, is 100% Sue.  It is ALL her.  You can tell by how she leads the classes that she LOVES doing it, and truly cares about you, as an individual.

So while I am sad that my days of prenatal, and baby-wearing, and strollercizing classes are over, I look forward to continuing with the Fitwoman bootcamp classes.  And spending at least one evening a week, and maybe the odd full pint, with the magical Sue.  Who I am so lucky to call a friend.

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