Confessions of a bad blogger

Ok, the main reason I'm a bad blogger should be obvious... I don't blog that often. Well that's not entirely my fault... I mean I have a 40 hour a week job, a 2 year old busy toddler, housework, dinner, swim class, etc, etc, etc. Yes, I'm aware that I've basically described everyone else who wants to do something but has several other things on the burner too... In other words... Life. So yes, I let the usual things get in the way of me sitting down and taking a moment to describe my life adventures for all of my 8 readers. (Although I'm not sure all of you are still with me so I may be talking to myself here) which is ok too. I find it a cathartic exercise when I actually get the chance to blog, that is when I have a topic in mind. If I'm just trying to post something it's more of a chore :-).

Besides letting the every day particulars get in my way of writing a blog, I'm also known to be a tiny bit lazy sometimes and plop myself on the couch to watch the tube after work (that is after dinner, bath and bedtime for the wee one). My excuse for this being that my brain hurts from looking at the computer all day at work and I don't want to get on at home. Lame excuse I know because the TV is, after all, another screen. In my own defense, we're all allowed to be a little lazy now and again, I just have to get out of letting it become a habit. 

Finally, I often feel I'm a boring blogger. I mean I realize that 99.99% of those reading my blog are family or friends (all 1-8 of you lovely people) so updates on family life are the usual topic. But I, like many, see so many great parenting blogs or DIY blogs or even just humorous blogs that I want mine to be up to par but instead feel like I have nothing to offer.

Well as I write these 'confessions' I recall my mom speaking of some advice from a book she's reading. The gist of it being that we need to try making small changes in order to make them into habits that will eventually be big changes in the long haul. Instead of trying to reach this grand design all at once and failing and then feeling like 'why should I try' we need to take it a step at a time. 

So I confess this. That I will continue trying to be a better blogger and I will aim to maybe enthrall a bit and perhaps entertain me and my 1-8 readers. :-)

The Terrific and Terrible Twos

A week late, I know, but we all know my blog is anything but consistent! Our little Miss is 2 years old! My how it has gone so quickly. She's growing before our eyes and has spunk and personality galore! She catches on to things it seems like within seconds and has an awesome memory! The other day at her two year check up with the doctor, she was sitting in the chair next to me when the doctor came in he was asking me questions about her development and she sat there quietly observing. When the doctor was reviewing notes in the chart he was reading to himself out loud and M looked at me and whispered "What the doing mama?" The doctor stopped what he was doing, looked up and said with a smile "Oh come on! Four word sentences?! You're only 2!" That made me smile too and I related that we can and do have pretty good conversations together. This is one of the great things about her being two. She can talk to me, and she understands (most of the time) what I'm saying to her. She is also quite bossy and likes to make herself known! She told me the other day "Don't tell me no mama!" Yep, it has begun, the "terrible two's". She's our little handful but she's also doing great with her manners. She says thank you at the most appropriate, yet still unexpected moments. We were opening gifts on Christmas and I told her the gift was from Santa. She opened it and got all excited and said "Thank you Sanata!". It's amazing to be a part of making her this little person. I pray everyday that we receive guidance to help her become the best person she can be. Thank you for our little blessing. Every day with her in our lives is a blessing and a learning experience. Happy Birthday to our little M! And many many many many many more!

Little Miss

I can't believe sometimes how fast our little miss learns and even at her age, comprehends certain things. The things she comes out with just amaze me. This evening as we were sitting at the dinner table, I was trying to talk to Marc about something and M kept repeating that she wanted more sauce for her pizza "I want more sauce dada!" she was saying louder and louder because we weren't acknowledging her. She was almost done with dinner and had already had a bit of extra sauce and I didn't want to just be licking it off of her pizza crust as she had been doing. So I turned to her and said "No more sauce hita, finish your pizza please" and she looked straight at me and said "I talking to dad right now" I couldn't help it and burst out laughing! Her meaning was clear,  she didn't want me to say no so she wasn't asking me, she was asking daddy! What does our future hold in her teenage years?! Lord be kind!!