tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44151169236810001812024-03-12T19:05:03.187-07:00Mustache and Princess MomJust a mom trying to raise 4 kids with lots of hugs, giggles, and adventures. Kristenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06917218837646262594noreply@blogger.comBlogger43125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4415116923681000181.post-66234231298414062122015-09-28T10:40:00.001-07:002015-09-30T10:10:42.720-07:00Chronicles of Kindergarten ~The RED cardOh SJ...<div><br></div><div>My sweet lil SJ.<br><div><br></div><div>SJ and the RED card.</div><div><br></div><div>SJ and the very bad morning which ended up with a red card. </div><div><br></div><div>Let me explain....</div><div><br></div><div>It started off as a normal morning. SJ got up and had her breakfast like she does everyday. We packed her lunch and got dressed. I combed her hair which is such task most days. Got in the van and took off towards her school. </div></div><div><br></div><div>We got there a little early but not too bad. She told me she didn't want to go in the gym and wait with her class. I told her that was fine we would just sit in the van and wait until I knew we would be able to walk into her classroom. That is when it started....</div><div><br></div><div>"I am going to miss you!"</div><div><br></div><div>I told her that she would have a good day and learn lots of wonderful things. </div><div><br></div><div>"But I will still miss you!" </div><div><br></div><div>When we got out of the van she grabbed on to my hand like she does everyday. I thought we were in the clear and had avoided any breakdown. If I would have bet on that I would have lost some money. </div><div><br></div><div>She grabs my hand tighter as we pass all of the offices. "I'm really going to miss you!" she tells me as she squeezes tighter. </div><div><br></div><div>When we get down to her classroom she grabs on to my leg. I give her a little hug and she starts crying. I instantly know this is going to be bad. Her teacher tried to take her hand and she wanted nothing to do with it. The principal who was my English teacher in high school tries to get her to smile and she wanted nothing to do with him either. I take her inside the door and she screams louder. </div><div><br></div><div>Oh great...</div><div><br></div><div>The teachers aide tries to talk to her and SJ just ignores her. I tell her that she needs to stop and have a good day. She is having none of it. </div><div><br></div><div>She keeps yelling and grabbing on to me. I tell her I have to leave and go to work. She screams harder. </div><div><br></div><div>I tell her I love her and will see her later. She clenches on to my arm and grabs my shirt. </div><div><br></div><div>I have to pull her off me and walk away. The poor teachers aide was right there to pick up the mess I left. </div><div><br></div><div>I then made the first mistake of parenting....I looked back. I know I shouldn't have done it but I did. I know you all will give me a break cause my mommy heart was hurting.</div><div><br></div><div>When I looked back I saw my little girl screaming and trying to grab me. It broke my heart and I started tearing up. I walked as fast as I could out of that school so I wouldn't make a fool of myself. </div><div><br></div><div>So flash forward to me picking her up from school.</div><div><br></div><div>She was full of smiles. I ask her if she got a red card today as I open her book bag because I knew she did. My mommy intuition told me that the fit she threw before I left continued. </div><div><br></div><div>Just so you all know a red card is a notice that is sent home to parents to let them know what had occurred during the day at school ONLY if your kid is bad AND had to sit on the red mat. They sit on the red mat after being given a certain amount of warnings. This is a way to make sure they aren't distruptive to the rest of the class and it allows the child time to calm down so they can try again. </div><div><br></div><div>Yup SJ had refused to do her work ALL morning long! Just like I knew she had.</div><div><br></div><div>I looked at her and said "What is this for?" </div><div>"Cause I missed you!"</div><div>"SJ it is okay that you missed me but it is not okay how you acted and that you did not do your work."</div><div>"Oh so I need to do my work even if I am sad?" </div><div>"Yes baby you need to always try your hardest."</div><div>"Ok Mommy I will try real hard tomorrow."</div><div><br></div><div>Since that day we have not recieved another notice from the school about her having to sit on the red mat. She still has rough mornings but we haven't had a day where she threw a massive fit like that.</div><div><br></div><div>Well not yet anyway...</div><div><br></div><div>I am very proud of her for trying her hardest even on the days she doesn't want to. She makes me proud for how hard she has been trying.</div><div><br></div><div>I know we will have tough days but I know she will at least try. That is all I ask of her because there will be times she fails and times she will succeed. She will never experience either of those if she doesn't at least try.</div><div><br></div><div>Does your child's school have something similar to a red mat for children who are learning the rules? </div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Kristenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06917218837646262594noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4415116923681000181.post-79470265016561034222015-09-27T21:32:00.001-07:002015-09-27T21:33:44.399-07:00Quote of the Week #11<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I don't know what it is about this quote but I absolutely adore it. Maybe because it can be used in many different situations. </div>
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I am using it as an everyday reminder that me becoming healthy is not a quick fix. It is something that takes time. I am not planning on being the next bodybuilding champion, I just want to be comfortable in my skin again. I want to be healthy for my little ones. I want to feel more relaxed. I want to sleep better. I want to have more energy so I can play with my kids more. I want to teach them to be comfortable with who they are. I also want to teach them what a little hard work and dedication can do. </div>
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It helps me stay grounded when I don't want to eat that chicken breast I have yet to prepare. It also helps me remember that the end result will come and I will feel better. </div>
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I want you to be proud of your own bodies and how God made each and everyone of you beautiful in your own way. My wish for you is to always look in the mirror and see what I see. To see those beautiful blue eyes that are each a different shade. To see that your personality and crazy quirks make you the most interesting people I know. I hope you look at yourself and see that your missing teeth and freckles are just memories from when you were having fun. </div>
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It is because I want you all to be happy with who you are I will do the same. I am not happy with how I am feeling so I know it is time to change that. I will be working out and eating clean. I will get up early to workout because it doesn't take time away from you all. I will do this because it will be hard and I want to teach everyone that it is worth it. For you to always know that you are worth me doing 2 minutes worth of burpees nonstop. </div>
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My promise to you is that I will not give up and keep going even when I don't want to do it. I will teach you about fitness and nutrition instead of telling you that it isn't healthy. I will lead by example and eat my vegetables even when I want chips or cupcakes. </div>
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Some days we all look around us and see what all needs to be done which makes the stress piles on. We look at the stack of bills and then at our bank account. If you are all like me you want to crawl into a hole and never come out when it is time to pay your bills. </div>
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This life is one that goes by too quick. You blink and your babies are moving away to collage. You retire and realize you don't have any hobbies so returning to work would be better than sitting on the couch. </div>
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I think we all need to take some time to look around us and realize why we are blessed because I have learned focusing on the positive makes me feel better than focusing on the negative. I will start....</div>
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I am blessed because I have 4 beautiful children.</div>
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I am blessed because I woke up this morning...that's a big one!</div>
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I am blessed because I am lucky enough to have a job to pay for things we need and want.</div>
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I am blessed because I married a man who starts where I end.</div>
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I am blessed because my children have the greatest Aunts, Uncles, Cousins, and Grandparents.</div>
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Let me know why you are blessed below in the comments. Trust me when I say if you focus on that you will forget about how stressed you are. </div>
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I told you all I am a Kansas girl. Or should I say I told ya'll I'm a Kansas girl. </div>
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This year we took the boys on Monday during the day. It was dollar day so you get in for only a dollar vs the $10. We actually got in for free because we had a Dillion's card. Anyone who showed one got in for free. The boys were free because of how young they are. We took them to the pig races!!! It is D3's favorite and we have to see it every year. All it really is is 4 pigs running around a little race track to get an Oreo cookie which is at the end of the track as well as pig feed. Add a crazy announcer with some pig cheerleaders and you have a crazy fair event that every kid wants to see. Well not Bug but he doesn't understand what was going on and there were marching bands walking by that he would rather watch. </div>
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One of my favorite things we saw that day was a Tiger show. There were 6 female tigers which did an arrange of different tasks for chucks of raw meat. Some of the tigers jumped boxes, dance, through hoops, and stand on their hind legs. The coolest tiger was the one who was walking on a tight rope. Seriously on a tight rope!!!! </div><div><br></div>
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I adore this quote! Not because it is a deep theological quote that is designed to make you think. I love it because is tells people that you are someone.</div>
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I hope that my kids will understand that what makes them sparkle is what makes them special.</div>
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I want my kids to love each other for who they are. It doesn't matter if their skin color is different from yours. It doesn't matter if they believe that aliens are taking over our bodies. They are all people just like you and me. We may not believe the same things and we may not get along but we all deserve to be treated with respect. We all have a sparkle that nobody else has. </div>
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I will teach my kids to not only embrace their sparkle but to help others find their glitter when they have lost it. </div>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I have been under the weather this past week so I haven't done much...any...blogging this past week. Boy did I miss it! I am feeling better as is my household so I will be writing more! Plus it is the Kansas State Fair week so that means there is something exciting for my kids to do that they only get to do once a year! </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">My quote this week comes from St. Francis. I love how he lives so simplistic. I think he can teach a lot of people something. Not just about the way we work but also about the way we live. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Do we need that extra donut or that new high tech phone? </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Do we have to drive a brand new car that has all the gadgets inside of it? </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Do we have to have all brand name clothes?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I know I want those things but I don't need them. There was a time when my oldest were babies and we didn't have a lot of money. We were borrowing from my parents or my husbands mom to pay small bills because all of our money went to larger bills. Now because of those decisions we made years ago about only getting what we NEED we can now do what is possible. We are able to pay for dance lessons and soccer. We are able to go get new shoes before our others are full of holes. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Even though I am able to get things we want I am still teaching my kids that we don't need to have the newest toys. We may want them but we do not need them. 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Kristenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06917218837646262594noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4415116923681000181.post-38471950095301468952015-09-03T20:16:00.000-07:002015-09-18T20:48:23.169-07:00How to Survive Being a New MommyBeing a new mommy is one of the most wonderful and terrifying feelings in the entire world! <span style="font-family: inherit;">You have grown this little person inside of you for 9 months and now they are in your arms. </span><br>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">If you are anything like I was you are probably over the moon happy that they are here but scared out of your mind about what could happen. I was that mom because when SJ was a few hours old my Dad was holding her while rocking back and forth. The nurse walked by and instantly stopped. My new mommy nerves started going all crazy! She had told my dad to stop rocking for a second because she didn't like the noise coming from SJ. She then took SJ to the nursery so her Pediatrician could look at her who was still on the unit. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The doctor came in after a few minutes which seemed like the longest amount of time ever! Told me that SJ would have to stay in the nursery at night because of the way she was breathing. They weren't worried but they just wanted to monitor her. The doctor told me she thought it was due to her little face being squished during delivery. Thank goodness she was perfectly fine but it didn't stop me from being super scared of very little thing. </span><br>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I have a few tips that helped me get through being a new mommy when I was scared out of my mind! </span><br>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b> </b>I know that is probably a given but I have to say it. You don't get this time back with your kids. You will blink and they will be packing their car for college. Just soak up every single second of holding them, feeding them, and all of the baby things they will do. Don't worry about holding them too much everything will adjust itself later. You will not worry about how much sleep you have gotten while you are kissing their little fingers and toes. Take lots of pictures! That always made me feel so much better! I don't know why but it did.</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b> </b>I am sure you have heard this one before but seriously sleep whenever you can! It will help you keep your mind a little bit. If your hubby decides to take a night shift LET HIM! You are not a bad mom for needing someone to hold the baby while you take an hour nap. It will be fine and they will okay being held by someone else. If the baby is napping do not worry about the chores that need to get done. You most likely don't have the energy to do them anyway. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> This one was the hardest for me to do because I have always been the one to take it all on. I had to swallow my pride and ask for help a few times. Whether it was when my dad asked if I needed him to cook super for us so we could rest or when my mother in law offered to hold the baby while we slept. I also asked my sister lots and lots of questions while I was nursing and she helped me as much as she could. She was currently living in NYC so a phone call, text, Facebook, or Skype was about all we could do since she couldn't be there in person. It honestly helped me be able to take on this new life. It also made me realize that I wasn't alone. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Being a new mommy is stressful enough that adding another worry will just make you go crazy! It will be okay if your laundry isn't folded and put away while you are trying to get this new mommy gig down. If someone offers to help you...TAKE IT! You honestly will be too tired to deep clean the whole house so just do what you absolutely need to get done. Save your energy for the screaming baby who has their nights and days mixed up. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Seriously girl TAKE A SHOWER! It will help you be able to cope with the fact that you are absolutely down right exhausted. You might even get five minutes of sleep while you rinsing out your shampoo and or conditioner. Actually possibly both. Plus who doesn't feel a little better after they have clean hair? I know I feel like I can take on the world! </span></div>
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<b style="font-family: inherit;"> </b><span style="font-family: inherit;">Laying on the couch, sitting in the recliner, or laying in bed is the perfect place to try to figure out this new life you have been thrown into. Watching a series that you have been looking forward to is the perfect way to do so. I went through </span><i style="font-family: inherit;">One Tree Hill </i><span style="font-family: inherit;">when I was adjusting after SJ was born. Honestly I used Netflix a lot when Bug was born. Not for me but for the children. I watched a lot of </span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-style: italic;">Octonauts, Little </span><i>Einsteins</i><span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>, My Little Pony, Tinkerbell, </i>and <i>Dinosaur Train. </i>It helped my older children chill out when Bug decided he didn't want to sleep the night before. I am probably a horrible mom for letting my children watch TV for as long as they did but hey they are just fine and more important they are still ALIVE. That is really what matters. </span><br>
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<b style="font-family: inherit;"> </b><span style="font-family: inherit;"> Do not worry about trying to get back into your pre-pregnancy jeans, or shirts, or shorts, or even your underpants. There will be time for you to start eating healthy and working out. If someone wants to bring you a pizza, eat the whole darn pizza! You are going to need that food to cope with the baby that is fighting sleep. Or the one who screams through their ENTIRE bath which causes your body to react and you have a wet shirt. And not one that was wet from water. Sometimes a cheesy burger is all you need to deal with the </span>craziness<span style="font-family: inherit;"> that has taken over and will never go away. </span><br>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">My kids say some pretty funny things some times. Okay let’s be
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>"It's not ice cream it's FROZEN milk soup!"</b><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b> </b>This one was for sure said by an adult. I
will not take the blame for it because it was not me who did it! I swear I
didn't say it. It was my husband who was trying to hide the fact that he was
eating vanilla ice cream in the middle of the day when the kids were still
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She had just finished watching the new one for the twelve thousandth time IN A
ROW! She might have actually been in the middle of this song when she said it.
I don't remember. I gave her that look that said..."REALLY? You think your life is that hard?" That is why
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for school while I am curing my hair for work. She looks at me and says
"Momma your hair looks pretty!" Then proceeds to tell me "That
looks like a lizard in your hair!" What?!? I am not sure what curling iron
she is looking at but I do not see any lizards in my hair. She is one weird
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<b><span style="font-family: inherit;"> <span class="apple-converted-space"> </span></span></b><span style="font-family: inherit;">D3 whose speech has doubled in the last few weeks said this
clear as day. He looks at me all serious and asks if it is soccer balls practice. You mean as in your ball goes to practice? No? Oh you want to go to
SOCCER practice with your team? Yes?!? Oh well no that's not today because
today is Tuesday not Thursday. Good job on your words though! He did not get
why I said his ball would go to practice...sometimes Mommy thinks she is funny
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What is the funniest thing you have heard from your little one recently? Did you provoke it in any way? Let me know in the comments below!<br />
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I asked her if she touched it. She told me she did. I asked her if her fingers hurt. She was still looking at me like I had snakes growing out of my head and an alligator mouth. SJ looks at her fingers and says "Ah a lil bit" At this point I am thinking and hoping it's the spice which she got on her fingers. </div>
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I have been very lucky to have found my best friend when I was 16. We both decided to give our summer up one year and participate in the Ulster Project. That summer together changed me in ways I could never explain. I am forever grateful for the opportunity to be able to be a part of something so amazing. </div>
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I have not been so lucky to live in the same town as my best friend. We are almost 5,000 miles apart and have been for 14 years. </div>
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She however has always been my rock. </div>
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She has been the one I go to whenever I have a problem. </div>
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She makes me see both the good and the bad. </div>
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She keeps me level headed. </div>
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She makes me laugh and smile when I don't want to. </div>
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She tells me I am being ridiculous when I don't want to hear it. </div>
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She makes me feel like I am doing something right when everything is going wrong. </div>
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She makes me a better person and I don't know where I would be without her. </div>
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I may not get to see her everyday or talk to her exactly when I think I need to but I will always know she is there for me when I need her the most. I will always know that she loves me and my kids with all her heart. That is what being a best friend is all about. </div>
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I found this quote on Pinterest a long time ago when I was struggling with who I was and where I was going in my life. We weren't in a good place financially as we had D3 a couple months prior to me finding this quote. I was stressed out a lot of the time and did not know how to deal with it. I was exhausted from raising a newborn, and a 15 month old. I was grumpy and not kind quite often. I looked at the kids and thought am I showing them through my actions how to be a good person? </div>
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I wondered whether they were learning to be kind because I made them or because they cared about people. </div>
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I realized that I wanted to get back to the person I was before I was so tired and stressed out. I had to figure out how to deal with the new stress. </div>
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I am now raising my children to not only to treat others as you want them to treat you but also to give a little more because you never know what a little extra kindness can do. </div>
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I feel that now a days there is too much stress on woman to look a certain way. They should be a size 0 with perfectly sculpted abs. They should have beautiful flawless makeup which shows no imperfection at all. Their hair should be curled to perfection without a hair out of place.<br />
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I take a look at my daughters who love to play in the mud and chase our chickens which may or may not be a tad bit mean but hey we live only once and realize they are so amazing. They are the most beautiful when they have their hair out of place with grass stuck in it from them playing and exploring.<br />
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They are two totally different kids. Special K likes to pick up bugs and scare her siblings with them. She likes making messes and exploring the outdoors. Special K is shy and scared of new experiences. SJ likes to play with barbies and dress up. She loves to dance and sing. SJ will talk to anyone and tells wonderful stories about fairies.<br />
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They are beautiful in their own ways.<br />
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They are beautiful in their flaws.<br />
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They are beautiful for who they are.<br />
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They are beautiful for the things they will do.<br />
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They are beautiful when they smile.<br />
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They are beautiful when they laugh.<br />
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They are beautiful for being kids.<br />
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I want to start off by saying that I am so thankful for the things God has given me. I also love to think about what I would do if I had all the money in the world. </div>
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I am such a Kansas girl but I would probably live in the countryside. I don't really have a specific place or country in mind but one that isn't too hot, has beautiful hills, a creek, and lots of room for my kids to play. </div>
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I would have a beautiful old Farm house which has been updated and remodeled. It would have a wrap around porch and a small pool. We would have an open kitchen with tons of counter space with an island that even had a cooktop on it. Our house would have enough rooms that each kid could have their own. We would have a clawfoot tub that was as old as the house. I would have a place where I could do my arts and crafts as well as a huge garage so my husband could work on his cars and bikes. I have never thought about this can you tell?!?!</div>
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My yard would be HUGE!!! It would be big enough for the kids to roam and play. I would have a vegetable garden and a small orchard with fruit trees so that we could provide for ourselves. My husband would like to have a place where he has rabbits, chickens, pigs, and cows. Like I said I am such a Kansas girl. </div>
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I would go visit my best friend in Northern Ireland. I know that may seem kinda boring cause it is usually rainy and cold there but I have never been (yet) and I would love to see where she grew up. Plus I just want to spend time with her. I miss her face! </div>
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I would have amazing photography skills. I am working on my skills but I have always been so engrossed by it. I want to learn so much about the angels and different techniques amazing photographers use to make beautiful pictures. Or I would be an out of control krumper. Yup that would be it...a dope krumper. Hahahaha could you see that? </div>
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I am not sure what day I would live again. Maybe my wedding day, the birth of my children even though it was painful, or a day I had with my mom before she was sick. </div>
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<span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">1.) All I know how to do is make tacos, spaghetti, quesadillas, and tator tot casserole. </span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);">5.) I am one awesome sandwich maker that's for sure!!! Just ask SJ she will tell you that her Momma can make one mean sandwich. D3's favorite food is Grilled Cheese...that should say it all there!</span></div>
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I am learning to be better at cooking. I make more crock pot meals than I used to but that is okay. <a href="https://www.pinterest.com/mustachesandpri/" target="_blank">Pinterest</a> is helping me come up with new ideas. I found a ravioli lasagna, taco cupcakes, baked spaghetti (in a crock pot), a beautiful honey lime fruit salad, and a few others. Look out for those recipes in a blog post it will be coming to a computer near you... </div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Man it majorly stinks! Like seriously stinks!!! I <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">could use a couple choice words here but I'll keep it clean but you all know exactly what the heck I am talking about. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">SJ was super excited when she got up because I was mixing pancake batter. I don't usually make pancakes for breakfast unless it is a Sunday morning or a very special a day. Which she told me that I was doing this because it was a special day. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Not only were they pancakes they were chocolate chip pancakes. That is a major deal in our house!!! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">That girl ate NINE....that right you read that right NINE pancakes!!! I have no idea where she puts it all but she is still a skinny lil thing. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">When she was done she went ahead and put on her school uniform. She was so adorable! I tried to help her put on her jumper but she kept telling me that she could do it and wouldn't let me help. I did help her make sure that the pockets of the jumper were placed correctly because those can get a little tricky at times. The only other thing she let me help her with was tie her shoes. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">We had packed her lunch the night before so it was one less thing we had to do in the morning. Plus it gave her some time to thing about what she wanted instead of being rushed to get it ready. All we had to do was put the ice pack in her lunch box and she was ready to go! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">She even allowed me to braid her hair in a cute side braid that went all the way around her head.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">SJ was very kind to me and posed in front of the chalkboard that I had drew on for her. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I used the answers that she gave me when I did her interview of 15 questions a week before school started. When I originally planned to do this I had asked my sister in law if she had a chalkboard instead of buying one. She told me that she did. I was thinking it was a lil 8x10 small chalkboard not an actual school board. Boy was I so wrong!!! I am thankful that it was because I wouldn't have gotten that adorable picture! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">On the way to school I told SJ how proud of her I was. I also told her that I was sad she was growing up because I want her to be my baby forever. She was so sweet and told me that she will try not to grow up! She also told me that she was going to miss me and her dad while she was gone. I reminded her that she had a few people in her class that she knew so she will be ok. That seemed to help her be alright with going to a new teacher. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">She was so nervous walking into her classroom. She didn't know what to do or think. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I was scared she wasn't ready for Kindergarten. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I had to be strong for her though because that is what she needed then. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">She put her backpack up and found her name tag. She did so well when I left even though she was super nervous. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Later that evening my dad had called her to see how her day went. He asked her if I had cried. She told him "Well she started to but she didn't cry." </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I am not ashamed to say I teared up when I was in the van. I am proud of myself for not doing the ugly cry! I could have done that very easily! This is a big step for her and me. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I have started a new collection of blog post. As you noticed it will be titled Chronicles of Kindergarten. It won't be an every week post and maybe not every month. It will be at least 2-3 times a semester though. So be on the look out for more post! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Let me know in the comments if you handled your kids 1st day of school or if you were a hot mess like I was. If you were we should start a club because I bet there are more of us out there! </span></div>
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Kristenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06917218837646262594noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4415116923681000181.post-53427532208455766062015-08-19T20:43:00.000-07:002015-08-20T19:36:46.313-07:00A Journey in Speech TherapyD3 has had a rough time with his speech for a while. He started speech therapy last year around this time which I have seen a great improvement in his vocabulary. If you want to read more about where his journey started read <a href="http://mustachesandprincessmom.blogspot.com/2015/07/what-did-he-say.html" target="_blank">What Did He Say?!?!</a><br>
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I have been so focused on his speech that I haven't noticed how smart he is and the things he has learned. I was able to see all of that this week. D3 had a screening for his preschool. I was a little confused as to why he would have to do that because he already has an IEP.<br>
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When we got there they were running a tad bit behind so D3 and I had to sit for a little while. He was a good little trooper while we were there. I had a notebook with some pens and highlighters in my bag so he just sat there and colored until it was his turn<br>
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He went inside this small room that is used for Sunday school since his preschool is in a church. He sat in this little blue chair while I sat behind him in a green arm chair.<br>
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His teacher proceeded to go through 4 test. She asked him to count as high as he could. He clear as day said ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, FIVE, SEVEN, EIGHT, NINE, FIVE! Okay okay we need to work on some of his numbers but hey he got 8 out of 10 right! For a lil guy who couldn't even say nine last year we have made some significant progress.<br>
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The next three test he had were all timed. His teacher explained that she did not think he would get all the answers 100% right or any of them for that matter.<br>
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The first test he did was that he had to identify the number which he saw in the book that she had. She flipped over the first page and demonstrated for him what she wanted him to do. He quickly got the hang of it. The first number he saw was a one which he could identify quickly as well as the next three numbers. He then saw the number 18.....EEEKKK that's a big number. He just looks at her and shrugs his shoulders and says "Me No Know!" She told him that was fine because it was a BIG number. When he got a few more numbers in the teens he told her that it was a ONE and a TWO when it was 12. He is so stinking cute!<br>
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This brought tears to my eyes. He has made me so proud with how much he has learned in the short amount of time. His speech has doubled in that short time. I still have to pinch myself to remind myself how far he has come.<br>
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Have you had a moment when your child made you smile and cry at the same time? Have they surprised you at how much they knew? Leave me a comment and tell me all about it!<br>
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Let me tell you coming up with some questions for D3 was hard! I even had to ask for help from friends. </div>
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1. What are you looking forward to this year?<br />
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SJ and I had some mother daughter time going through her school supply list. We even went to Walmart just the two of us. She loves when she gets Momma time because it doesn't happen as often as she would like. That is something I am working harder on for not just her but all the kids. </div>
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SJ and I started off rocking out to the latest hip song on the radio which I honestly don't remember what it was on our way to the store. She was just hopping and bobbing along in her car seat. When we pulled up to the parking lot and I asked her to unbuckle what she could SJ became super excited because she could unbuckle all of it! It has been the first time since we switched car seats. </div>
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Kristenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06917218837646262594noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4415116923681000181.post-34429530347559427642015-08-15T12:45:00.000-07:002015-09-02T19:45:59.931-07:00A Playdoh Alternative: Cloud DoughSJ and D3 have always liked to play with messy things. I on the other hand do not like being the one who cleans up the mess. I am trying very hard how to come up with new ways to hone in on their creativity. I was able to find the recipe for fizzing cloud dough from <a href="http://www.powerfulmothering.com/fizzy-cloud-dough-experiment/" target="_blank">Powerful Mothering</a> on Pinterest the other day.<br />
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Now I did it a little different than the recipe I found for a few reasons...my kids can't agree on one color between them. If I allowed SJ to choose everything would be pink and sparkly. D3 would have everything blue. Special K would probably have it be purple or black....depends on her day. Also I decided to not color it completely so my kids could search for the different colors that are within the dough. </div>
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I had gone to my appointment alone. I don't remember why but my husband couldn't be there for some reason. It was at my appointment that the doctor said those three dreaded words...VANISHING TWIN SYNDROME </div>
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He goes on to tell me that it was Vanishing Twin Syndrome. I am sure he gave me a little bit of information about it but I didn't hear anything after there was no heartbeat. I felt like I was in a Charlie Brown movie sitting in that classroom with that teacher talking in a language I didn't understand. It didn't help that he had a thick accent either. </div>
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From all of the research we had done we learned that vanishing twin syndrome happens in 20-30% of pregnancies with multiples. What happens is you miscarry one of the multiples. That baby's amniotic fluid and tissue is then reasorbed by either the mother, baby, or the placenta. The twins sack is flattened by the growing baby's weight. It looks like a disc in the placenta after delivery. There is actually two terms for it because it can look different. The first term is fetus compressus where the it is compressed enough to be noticed. The second term is fetus papyraceous where it is flattened remarkably through the loss of fluid and most of the soft tissue. I believe I had the second. This is how it was identified prior to the use of early sonograms. Now a days woman may get a early sonogram like I did which shows that there are two babies but later on go to the doctor and only hear on heartbeat. The doctor would then order another sonogram which would show that there is only one baby. </div>
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Just like with miscarriages with only one baby they do not know what would cause a mother to miscarry one of the babies. If this occurs in the first trimester there is usually no harm or medical concern for either the baby or the mother. They are still to be monitored closely as we were with D3. We learned that if I was in either my 2nd or 3rd trimester there would have been higher risks for D3 to have cerebral palsy. I am thankful that if this was to happen it did in the first trimester and not later on. </div>
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<a href="http://www.bloglovin.com/blog/14364547/?claim=dg5be8j22my">Follow my blog with Bloglovin</a>Kristenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06917218837646262594noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4415116923681000181.post-77567468617437918882015-08-09T17:18:00.000-07:002015-08-09T17:35:17.038-07:00Interview with a Kindergartener<div>
I sat down with SJ this evening to talk to her a little bit about school starting in a week and a half. Did I really just type that?!? </div>
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I decided to do this because I want to see how much she changes during her 9 months in Kindergarten. I am planning on asking her the extact same questions in May. I am also going to ask them every year. I will just change Kindergarten to 1st grade, 2nd grade, and so on so forth! I think this is an awesome thing to do at the beginning of the school year until they move out....I will change the questions a little bit when they hit Middle School and High School. Well honestly I might leave some just to see their answers. </div>
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Here are SJ's answers to my questions....</div>
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1.) What are you most excited about Kindergarten?<br>
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Seeing different teachers....like Mrs B.<br>
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2.) What are you most scared about?</div>
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If monsters are real and if they are going to crawl under my bed.</div>
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3.) What do you want to be when you grow up? </div>
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A ballet teacher</div>
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4.) What do you want to learn in school this year? </div>
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Um about nutcrackers </div>
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5.) What do you like about being old enough to go to Kindergarten? </div>
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That I had a birthday </div>
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6.) If everyone in school was an animal which one would you be? Why? </div>
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A duck because it can swim and do whatever it wants to do.</div>
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7.) Favorite color? </div>
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PINK</div>
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8.) What do you hope is in your lunch box everyday? </div>
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A sandwich with no mayonnaise </div>
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9.) What are you going to miss most while you are at school? </div>
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Mrs G....(her preschool teacher)</div>
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10.) Favorite movie? </div>
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HOME</div>
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11.) Favorite food? </div>
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Noodles</div>
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12.) Who is your best friend? </div>
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Chloe...you knew that one Momma</div>
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13.) If you can change anything about school what would it be? </div>
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I like school the way it is. </div>
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14.) If you had three wishes for school what would the be?</div>
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That everything was pretty</div>
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That there was a lot of stuffed animals</div>
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That I was a ballerina </div>
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15.) If you could change your name what would it be? </div>
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Juliette because it's pretty! </div>
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Do you have any questions you ask your lil one every year before school starts? If so add a comment below! </div>
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I remember being 22 and not having a care in the world! All I had to do was finish my degree and work so I could pay my rent. I didn't have any little humans pulling at my pants to give them some milk or kiss a boo boo. Those days were super easy! But was all the partying and not caring worth it? Probably not....</div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Being a parent is the hardest work I have ever done. You don't get rewards or prizes for the work you have done. If you do it probably comes in the form of a dirty diaper. You aren't recognized for the late nights and early mornings because you are expected to "work" those hours. </span></div>
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There are so many days when I would like to throw in the towel because the baby has been up since 3 am or the 7 year old continues to give me attitude.</div>
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The worrying about whether I am making new the most epic mistake of the year, scared that something is going to happen to my babies, or even the times when I want to pull my hair out because I have listened to the same gosh darn movie for the thousandth time is totally worth the hugs I get at bed time. It makes the kisses seem sweeter. It is something I wouldn't change for all the money in the world. </div>
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I don't know why I keep buying the same gosh darn lid and cup. I probably do it because I know he will use the cup. Sometimes it is just not worth fighting the 16 mo old child. You all know exactly what I am talking about. Plus I have the cup which these type of lids go to in like every single color of the stinking rainbow because of this vampire child. </div>
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Well the hubby went and bought Bug a new type of cup. I thought he was crazy when he came home with this thing.</div>
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Just look at it! It is crazy town! </div>
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I filled up Bugs milk this morning and instantly turned it over. I just had to try this cup! Seriously I had to! I probably shouldn't have filled the whole thing with milk but oh well. </div>
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The milk stayed in completely! Not going to lie I was a little shocked that it actually stayed in the cup. </div>
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Now let me try to explain how this cup works.....</div>
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It is designed just like a regular cup where he can drink from any part around the rim. There are three parts to it. The actual cup, the lid, and valve/rim. </div>
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The rim automatically reseals after Bug is done drinking. I am not sure how that part works but it has some ninja powers for sure. When Bug drinks it the pressure he puts on the valve allows the liquid to come through it. The value part is made out of a soft silicone rubber material. So it is super soft for the babies mouth. Which is totally a plus for my lil dudes mouth because of his toothless ordeal which happened. You can read about it <a href="http://mustachesandprincessmom.blogspot.com/2015/07/worst-day-of-my-life.html" target="_blank">here</a>.</div>
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How adorable is the little heart on the top?!? </div>
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The hubby actually took a drink to make sure Bug could get some from it. He said that he had to suck on the cup just like you would a sippy cup. So I think it is a pretty good transition cup from those who aren't quite ready yet for a regular cup. </div>
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Bug has been so excited carrying his cup around! When the kids grandmother came by this afternoon Bug made sure that she saw his new cup! He ran up to her screaming because he was so excited about it. </div>
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I know it has only been day 1 of us using it but I have to say I am in LOVE with this cup! The only bad thing about it is that is makes a super annoying noise once Bug is finished drinking. It makes that suction high pitched sucking noise. I am not sure if that description makes any sense but I am sure you all know what I am talking about. I am excited about not having to worry if Bug has left his cup laying around. </div>
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Have you tried this cup? Do you have any sippy cup that your toddler is attached to? Leave a comment and let me know! </div>
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