Seven Mom Resolutions

Seven Mom Resolutions…

Resolutions To my kids…from me.

Here it is the beginning of February and I am finally thinking about what I want out of this year.
Not just for me but for my kids; ok. mainly my kids.

Most of the time we, MOMs, set goals for ourselves.

I mean I’m trying to be fine by thirty, which is in six months, so one of my goals should be… loosing this “baby weight”(Judah is two ).

But I came to the realization that when I set or even think about new goals it always has a focus of me.

Now, there’s nothing wrong with focusing on me.

In fact, Robin just wrote a blog about not forgetting herself.

There are many times I’m just like fuck it and don’t set goals at all.

This year, I wanted to do something different; try something new.

New Year, New Me! Right?

I’m new every year lol.

This year I made goals for myself AND goals to my children.

These goals are  things I want to do for them.

I went back and forth on how many I wanted to write.

So, I managed to come up with seven. odd number but whatever.
Here they are.

Create Meaningful Moments

This one I feel like will probably evolve by the end of the year because I think it
can encompass a lot of various things.

I want my children to experience life and create moments that they will remember.
And if they don’t or can’t remember, I want to create moments that I can remember.

When they get bigger and they ask me something about when they were younger I want to give them the best memory that I have of it.

I FORGET EVERYTHING.

I hate to admit this but I have to think about their first words.

With Jonah, the first word I vividly remember hearing him say was “outside” but I am not positive that was his first word.

Judah’s is certainly “HI”.

I should remember stuff like this… I am their MOM! Do y’all forget things like this?

There are some ways I think I can go about doing this in everyday life.

⁃ Reading more books together at night ⁃ Turning the TV off an hour before bed time and doing an activity. Playing a game, coloring, playing with playdough,etc.

Because if we’re real here, life can get away from us and then moments are gone.

Creating traditions.

And not just at holidays.

Holidays are the obvious ones.

And honestly, I’m not sure what a non holiday tradition could be.

Fiesta Friday..?
Where you eat Mexican food every Friday!? I don’t know BUT I’ll figure it out. 🙂

Be more present.

How the hell am I going to do that in 2018!?

My life is so consumed with being on my phone/tv that I probably, actually I know, I miss Meaningful moments(totally just had an “aha” moment there).

So it’s time to step away from my phone. Whhhaaat!?

I read somewhere to not charge your phone in your room.

This helps you to not be tempted to be on it all night, and signal to your body is time to wind down.

I think I will do something similar to this.

I’ll plug my phone/put it away in at specific time every night. In an area away from me. That way my focus is my family.

Find time for my family.

Which is really hard right now. I work at least eight hours a day and when I get home it’s usually six o clock, at the earliest.

I know I miss tons when I’m not home.

I’m fortunate enough to take my youngest child to work with me, but the teachers are still doing the “mom part” for me.

My husband picks up both my kids, which is amazing, but it also means when they’re home, I’m not.

So I miss a lot.

Finding time for my family may mean changing a few things, which is scary but may be necessary to meet this goal. We will see

Be Patient.

Ok this is weird.

I work in a childcare facility where I am constantly dealing with issues pertaining to children or staff, but children more specifically, and I am beyond patient.

Not to toot my own horn or anything. *toot toot*

A child could be screaming in my ear, and I’ll just type away, work on my work, until they are ready to talk to me.

I can repeat myself five hundred and eighty three times and not give a damn in the world.

But if I have to repeat myself twice to my kid, it bothers the hell out of me.

WHHHY!?? I just told you to brush your teeth eighty times IN.A.ROW! and it is STILL not done.

Did I use up all my patience at work!???

Let me give you an example….

The kids are getting in bed the other night.

Jonah has this shirt on… that he’s been wearing all flipping day.

Don’t judge, he’s just sleeping why do I have to put a clean shirt on him to sleep!?

As soon as his head hits the pillow and he’s all tucked in, I’ve kissed him goodnight, and the lights are off. Jonah pops out of bed and says…

“Mom my shirt itches, can I go ahead and change it!?”

You’ve been wearing that shirt all day, it just now itches!?

When you’re going to bed!?

Just go back to bed!

Now, should I have let him change his shirt? I don’t know, maybe.

Should I have been more patient with him, YES 100 percent. I’m trying.

Capture moments every day.

This doesn’t necessarily mean taking a picture of my kids every day AND it doesn’t
mean just my kids.

My world is my kids so ninety percent will be my kids, but I’m going to leave that other ten percent open for my husband and I, or whatever  I want, cause…YOLO.

I have the worst memory, which I’m going to blame on post pregnancy brain (my kids
are 7 and almost 2) but I can’t remember shit.

I’m going to write more here, on the blog, and in my journal Look its SUPER cute. !

Because when I am gone, my kids can still have a piece of me, something concrete, so they can have a glance on my outlook of them.

Obviously I will take more pictures.

I really want to find a camera I can carry with me so I don’t have to rely on my phone. If any one has suggestions on small cameras I would love to know.

Love purposefully.

Every night I make it a point to tell my kids ” I love you and I’ll see you tomorrow.” Which is a loving gesture but is routine.

Does that make sense?

They know it’s coming, I do it every night.

Sometimes life can be so crazy that things can become too routine.

There is nothing wrong with routine, if anyone knows that I do.

But because routine is so expected, the I love you at night can become monotonous.

Do I mean it when i say it at night!? Yes!

But I want my kids to have more then just a memory of telling them I love them
at night.

I read somewhere( I guess I read a lot) that as kids get older they are shown less
affection. So I’m making a conscious decision to be more affectionate and loving
towards my kids.

I’m sure that as the year progresses these goals will evolve and probably change.

I am excited to see how I accomplish these goals and how they will benefit my
children.

Not just now but in the future as well.

Just heard “hey bubba”from down the hall.

So that’s my queue, it’s time to mom.

 

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