#raisingaboy

[journey2ahappierme]

Oh how time flies! One year between photos and holy man is Mr.Q getting big!❤😁 ---- #Mr.Q #cutestbabyever #proudmom #babyboy #raisingaboy #prettymuchatoddler

[pilgrimmom]

Happily spending his weekends with the farm animals (he bathe two dogs this Weekend), his pack, and his sourdough starter, Linda that tita @liapacita shared with him. If he's not busy in the kitchen he's either in his Google Classroom or reading about his favorite film makers -- Tarantino and Scorcese. Sometimes I wonder if he thinks his childhood and adolescence are boring, but listening to our conversations I think he's doing fine. He doesn't seem to be feeling any peer pressure at all (well, maybe because he very rarely spends time with his peers); he's confident the with his personal choices, he's confident with what he can do physically (he goes biking with his father), and he feels comfortable around his friends at school (we used to spy on him at the playground after classes when he has in 7th Grade haha!). I used to fear parenting teenagers, thinking I may no longer get to talk to them or give them hugs. Surprisingly, they seem to enjoy sharing their thoughts with us, snuggling next to us in bed after dinner, and yes, making sourdough bread for the family. I can't thank my Higher Power enough for the gift of recovery. I never would have enjoyed these moments had I not chosen the #soberlife 🙏❤️ #Parenting #raisingaboy #raisingadolescents #intentionalparents #intentionalparenting #motherhood #sobermom #recoverywarrior #lifeinrecovery #soberiscool #soberissexy https://www.instagram.com/p/CDsqiboji1k/?igshid=1tx183v80n5ki

[pilgrimmom]

When he's not playing #codmodernwarfare our 13-year-old is in the kitchen making @gordongram -inspired desserts and breakfast. He recently taught me how to make French toast with caramelized apple sauce. His instructions were clear: leave the skin because that's where all the flavor is 😁 So Gordon. #raisingaboy #parentingadolescents #Parenting #homemaking #happyhomemaker #sobermom #recoverywarrior #farmlifebukidnon #countryliving #filipinomom https://www.instagram.com/p/B2YTFRVnZ10/?igshid=fglc60y0b7e9

[thesingleparentcounselor]

#unclenchedfist #raisingaboy #raisinghimright #parenting #parentingdoneright #angryteens #stoptheviolence . . https://www.amazon.com/Myth-Broken-Home-April-Gabrielle/dp/0615346073 https://www.instagram.com/p/B0iAeOmnrrb/?igshid=c9133j702bib

[visuallykita]

#tbt spring break this year we were outside having a conversation and I was speaking to him like he was an adult. I dont sugarcoat anything for my kids and I dont speak to them in pretty words. It's real in this world especially for an African American boy so I keep it real at all times ❤ Raising a boy as a single mom is tougher than I thought so if you find yourself trying to raise them alone I have some tips for you on the blog today. Click the link in the bio to see them. These tips apply to 2 parent households also. ❤ Do you have real life conversations with your children or do you sugarcoat it for them because you arent ready for them to know what's going on in the real world? If your child goes to somebody's school they gonna find out things from their little friends...might I suggest you get to them before their friends do. #raisingaboy #newblogpost #ontheblogtoday https://www.instagram.com/p/ByX5CLmA4G5/?igshid=1csq8eqk6oz6q

[motherofagingerhurricane]

Never a truer word was spoken. #toddlerlife #raisingaboy #mygingerhurricane https://www.instagram.com/p/BrLGj_Fl3gHJHU0bDvI40QLarCBtBlWq9k64J80/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=hxn0wf1igx22

[motherofagingerhurricane]

Is it even a mum blog if your first post doesn't involve s**t?!

How do you start your day?

Coffee?

Toast?

Shot of tequila?...No?

Being a mama I obviously begin mine with coffee...I'm not even sure I'd remember my own name these days without that first fix of the velvety, hazel brown saviour!

*pre-baby I was a self confessed coffee snob, now however, I am a firm believer that bad coffee is better than no coffee*

Anyway, I'll set the scene...

Its Monday. 6.30am.

(I've obviously already been awake an hour fighting him back into a slumber in the hope of redeeming even an extra 10minutes!...to no avail)

I sit down, coffee in hand, the unrelenting happiness of children's television now the sound track to the start of my day.

He's happily dancing along to the Thomas and friends theme tune when it happens. The unmistakable smell of fresh poo (the prefect accompaniment to fresh coffee).

Out with the changing mat, wipes, clean nappy - ready for a quick change, feeling like super mum as the caffeine hits.

Off comes the nappy. Right. We have had bad nappies in the past, but I am in shock. How can something so innocent, laid smiling up at me have created such a ferel mess and be happy to sit in it?!

The fact i even expect him to sit there nicely while I clean up the disaster in his pants tells me I still have a lot to learn in this game!

He had decided that this particular nappy change would be much more fun for mummy if he crawled around covered in poo. OBVIOUSLY.

Its everywhere. Feet. Legs. Back. Neck. Face?!

Immediate evacuation to the bathroom! I plonk my giggling child into the bath where he proceeds to smear the feces around the tub. In sheer panic I reach to turn on the shower. Due to the aforementioned panic I evidently didn't adjust the shower and managed to blast myself with the baltic water...to add insult to injury my now dripping hair was freshly washed and styled (fellow mamas or general unmanageable hair friends will feel this pain)

So here we are...me soaked, him crawling around the bathtub creating poo art. I couldn't help but laugh at myself for how I thought parenting would be...or more than that, how I imagined I would be as a parent. I guarantee that not once did I imagine the scene before me!

Baby finally hosed down, clean nappy and vest applied, hair dried (now resembling the newest BeeGee) we head back downstairs to the scene of the crime. Amidst the chaos I neglected to properly discard the soiled nappy.

Upon entry to the living room we discover that the dog has helped himself to the contents of the nappy...yes you read that correctly, the dog is treating himself to an extra breakfast.

This is Monday. Before 7.30am.

This is the reality people.

Some days I'm super mum.

Some days I'm struggling to adult.

I guess they call it balance?

[caraminimarini]

Hey there radiating light beam. Happy 9 months my starshine. 9 months in my belly and 9 months next to me. There has been no day I haven't been with you. Your gentle and energetic being is showing more and more. I love you so much. Today I had to cry a little but you just laughed at me and turned those tears into smiles. You are the most special human I have ever met in my life. Never ever will I forget they way you are now today on this special day! #raisingababy #raisingaboy #momlife #9months (at Geneva, Switzerland)