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Wednesday, April 27, 2011

PYHO: Working Mom

At first, I thought I was just terrified to go back to work. I got a sick feeling in my gut the days following the official offer letter. It had been two years since I worked full time in a serious career and I feared, I lack the drive and motivation I once had. I question my decision over and over and only began to doubt more when we went looking at daycares.

"Is this the right decision?" I don't know. What I do know is that we are coming to the end of the wick and if circumstances didn't change, I feared where we would be then. I'm tired of struggling and worrying about our old cars and all the problems. I had hoped I could stay at home until our kids were in school, but it doesn't look that way and I am disappointed.

When it comes down to it, that is what has given me the uneasy nerves. I almost feel as if I failed at "our" plan.

The funny thing is this job opportunity is amazing and I didn't even dream of these benefits or salary they have offered me. I have been extremely lucky and blessed with this great new circumstance but my own selfishness has gotten in the way. I hope this doesn't prevent me from succeeding.

As of this Monday, I will officially be a working Mom. Things are about to change, I just hope I don't miss it too much.

Linking up for Pour Your Heart Out with Shell from Things I Can't Say

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Pour Your Heart Out: Grandparents disregard

We potty trained my daughter early. At 16 months to be exact. It took a week. Ohhh, was it one heck of a long week. We heard about this Idea of the three day, completely strip your child down, lock yourself in the house idea. We thought "why not?". It took a week and boom she was potty trained. We still put pull ups on her for bedtime, even though she rarely wet them. On car rides, over 30 minutes, I put one on her as well.


So, months went by, a few accidents here and there were to be expected. It was still a challenge to keep up. I don't want to sound like a jerk and make it sound easy by any means.


About two months ago, my Mom wanted to take the little one on vacation with her. I truly didn't want her to go. I think this would make any parent uneasy. See, my Mom can be careless at times, like leave you in the middle of an amusement park and drive away... I only say this because it actually happened to me. This added to my nerves, but still I got the guilt trip and a "I wont be watching your child any more". My parents watch my daughter two nights a week when I work nights and my husband works late. My ground crashed and I let her go. Yeah, I know I should have more faith in her parenting skills, she did raise three children, but sometimes I question whether she forgot everything she learned.

Five days later my little birdie returns... with a diaper, with crap in her pants. I was so upset! She completely disregarded all the hard work we had put into her potty training habits over the past several months! She could have tried, but instead she slapped a diaper on her the whole week. I get its hard taking her places, but I explained that to her in the "reasons why I didn't want her to go"! I know she didn't even care. Now she won't even tell us when she has to go! To put a cherry on that very poopy sundae, she had the worst diaper rash ever! When I talked to my Mom about this her response was....

Mom: "Well, obviously she wasn't ready, you started too soon"
Really, so the past several months of success was just a dream? So it's my lack of knowledge of my child and parenting skills that are at fault for the avalanche of a backtrack and diaper rash?

Despite all the evidence provided, you might say "well maybe she really did try?". I tried persuading myself with this same thought, until the other day. I was at my parents house, in the other room, working on something when I head my daughter...

Bella: "pot-tee, go pot-tee" she was talking to my Mom.
Grandma: "Honey, it's okay, your wearing a diaper, just go in the diaper"

She could have at least called for me to take her! It's not like I haven't expressed our concern and goals with potty training, it's not like I haven't already put it into polite terms for her to understand!

I hate when people throw things back in your face or hold things over your head, as leverage to allow them to do whatever they want! I can't tell her how I truly feel. The last time I did, I got a "have someone else watch her if you don't like it"

Why can't you just respect my parenting wishes. I'm not asking you to not spoil my child, or not give them treats. I'm asking that you give the simple care she requires.

If you think I'm so absurd, try watching someone give your 4 month old, yes I said 4, a carbonated soda, on a daily basis! I really do appreciate what my Mother does, I do. She is a big help. I know it probably seems like I am an ungrateful whiner. If you could only put yourself in my shoes.


I feel so unheard and powerless. I want to scream!!