10/29/16

Easy DIY Freshener





I have two active kiddos. I have two kitties that come with three litter boxes. We are on the go most of the time. Read: many sources of stinky/stale air. Today, I saw something on Pinterest that I thought was worth a try. It was so simple to make and I'm so happy with the results, I had to share!

You need a spray bottle, 4 Tablespoons of baking sofa, 1 cup of hot water and a 1/4 cup of Downy Unstoppable. I'm not going to lie, I was a little surprised at the cost of the Unstoppable, but decided I want to give it a try so I bought it anyway. I'm so glad I did. It will make so many batches that it is worth the cost.

Mix all the ingredients and let sit and dissolve. Once the baking sofa and Unstoppable have dissolved, pour into your spray bottle and top off with more warm water. Shake well, then spray!

My house smells amazing! I hung my spray bottle in the laundry area and will grab it again when I want to freshen things up.

I read if you wanted a more natural room freshening spray, you can use the essential oil of your choice.

I'm really happy with this little project. Let me know if you give it a try!







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10/5/16

It's T-Day









Not every one will get this. And for you, I'm happy. But for others, on a regular basis, we share our kids with their other parent. Each co-parent team has their own schedule. And sharing is hard.

For us, most of the time, we are week on, week off. The kids are champs. They go from one house to the other then back again. They never miss a beat. I'm really so proud of them for how they have handled this life change so smoothly. They didn't ask for this.

T- Day. For me (and many others too I would imagine), Transition Day (Get it? T-Day) is the hardest day. The day when they kids go back to their dad's house. To be honest, it actually starts the night before. As we start to wind down, I can't help but think about how tomorrow they will be gone. I feel a little more clingy. I give lots of hugs and tell them I love them over and over. Then, once they are back with their dad, I drive away and I want to reach out to them via text and tell them "I miss you already".

I know this is what I signed up for. It is the price of being divorced. And truthfully, it sucks. I love my kids with all I've got. I am so proud of who they are becoming. I'm so thankful for for my kiddos. I'm thankful for their laughter. Im thankful for their good health. I'm thankful for the chaos. I'm thankful for FaceTime which allows me talk to them each night before bed. And I'm thankful for phones so I can text them any time.

T-Day is hard. Tomorrow will be a little easier. My week will fly by and soon they will be back in my nest. I'm glad they have a Dad who wants to spend half their life with them. I know this is what's best for the kids in this situation. But it's never easy to let them go.


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9/20/16

Random Act of Kindness





This weekend, my son had a sleepover to celebrate his upcoming 12th birthday party. The good news for mom is that parties for this age are so much easier than when they were little. This group of guys played football in the front yard for most of the time, both Friday night and again on Saturday morning. I fed them and provided adult supervision but these guys were happy to be big kids doing big kid things.

At one point, close to dinner time, there were 8 boys playing in the front yard. I decided it was time to order the party food. Lucky for me I live right across the street from a local pizza shop. So I ordered a few pizza's while the kids played on.

I got the pizza home but wasn't quite ready to feed the masses so I let them continue their game. A few minutes later, the kids came in and said the pizza shop owner came over and told them a woman just bought the kids playing football across the street a pizza! Sure enough, we got another pizza!

This was such a simple act of kindness. For a few hours, I struggled with not being able to thank anyone. I texted my neighbor to see if it was him. I asked "did you buy an extra pizza for the boys?" He responded, "no, should I?" Oops! Guess I should have explained why I was asking first, haha! I finally decided to let it be what it was meant to be. A gift. And I wanted to share about how this stranger did something that was a huge help to this Momma at a time that really mattered.

Have you ever done something like that? Or been on the receiving end of someone's random act of kindness? It feels a little weird at first, and then it feels really good.


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9/12/16

My Child is Anxious






I have anxiety. This is nothing new. What breaks my heart is that my daughter, at 10 years old seems to be displaying signs of anxiety too. On one hand, I'm glad I know anxiety well, because I understand that it isn't rational. I understand the physical symptoms. I understand you can't just talk it away. On the other hand, my heart hurts because I am very familiar with all these things and I hate my child is experiencing the same struggles.

She worries at night that someone will break in and hurt us. It doesn't matter if she's at my house or her father's. She is fearful. I have an alarm system which seems to help but I still see the anxiety in her face at times. Undid some research a year or so ago, and it seems to be a somewhat common fear. It started for her around the age where she realized that bad things happen in our world. But it has been off and on for about 3 years and when I think she's "outgrown" this fear, it seems to start over again.

Last night, she was at her dad's and I started getting texts around 10 saying she was scared. She very wisely limits what she watches. She is very sensitive to violence. She watches almost nothing with violence. I've tried to talk to her, point out, nothing has ever happened bad before, so we have a good track record...we are safe. I've tried to joke the fear out of her...there's nothing in this house people would want to break in for...we are safe. We pray for peace. We talk about the windows and doors are locked...we are safe. But it never helps. So I lay in bed and feel guilty because she is laying scared in her bed fearful that something that most likely will never happen, will happen.

I've tried so many things I could think to do or say on my own that never seemed to help, so I began researching children with anxiety. First I found, I was saying the wrong things. Not because I'm a bad parent but because by trying to tell her there is nothing to be afraid of, I was minimizing her fear. I'm not too worried about this though since I do understand first hand what anxiety is like. And I also know in my heart, that my words were always very well thought out to try to avoid minimizing her fears.

Anyway, on to what I think worked. I told her I wanted her to think of what makes her happy. Specifically, I wanted her to think about getting her favorite pony at the barn, ready to ride. I wanted her to go through each step of getting him tacked up. And to think of the details. Think about what he feels like when you brush him. And the smell of your saddle. What noises does the pony make? Then I told her, after the pony is tacked up, imagine you get to ride him anywhere you want to on the farm. (When she takes her lessons, she always rides in a ring, I thought it would be neat if she could think about riding anywhere on the farm).

I told her I wanted her to think of as many details as she could because I believed that thinking about this happy routine would help her relax.

Her first response was " Ok. That might be hard because then I remember why I'm thinking about that and that it's because I'm scared". For a second, I deflated, but then I told her, "that's ok, then you have to take that pony in your mind, back to the beginning and start over". We said goodnight and I prayed she would sleep soon.

This morning I texted her and asked her if it helped. Was she able to fall asleep? She said it did help! Visualization isn't a new thing. It's just a new technique for my girl to try. And there is nothing that girl loves as much as riding the pony. This is somethings she's done almost 5 years. It is something she is passionate about. And it worked! I don't know if it will always work but it worked last night so I'm hopeful I've found a coping strategy for my girl that she can use when she finds herself anxious. Time will tell.

There are many strategies for dealing with anxiety. I'm not against medication at all, been on it myself. But for now, I'd rather find ways for my girl to learn to work through her anxiety and use medication as a very last resort. It's hard to watch your kiddos suffer. Especially when what they are anxious over is something in their mind.

If you have a child in your life that is anxious, what have you tried? We all love our children and it would be great if we could share our successes.


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