Thursday, January 17, 2008

All In A Days Work

It is not even noon and already I've had a full day. Never mind all the cleaning, serving of meals, playing, and general tidying I normally do. Today I was also comforter, teacher, and audience. So far today has been about...

Comforting my little goldenbear as he fights off a nasty vomit bug. He has puked 11 times (but whose counting?) since last night, and is still feeling achy and yucky. Sometimes it amazes me that I am the grown-up now. I am the comforter, not the comforted. How did that happen? Am I really old enough to be doing this? Oh yeah, I'm 31. Huh. Why do I still feel like I did when I was just out of high school?
The real mommy moment came when I was cutting up a banana and adding it to a bowl with milk and sugar for my little sickie (just like my mom used to do for me when I was sick). I'm still blown away by the fact that I am a mom sometimes. And three boys? Wow.
This is how Tommy started the day out. He didn't want to do much of anything. Poor babes.Then he told me he was hungry. Surely, a good sign! Here he is happily munching on his bananas and milk. Please note the puke bowl near by. And yes. We used it again later to get rid of said bananas. After that, we were back to looking like this.
All the while little Ben tries to get my attention too. One of his favorite activities is watching the birds come up to our window to eat their birdseed. He is constantly asking me, ever so politely, to pick him up so he can see them.

Um, mama, can you pick me up? "No Benny, I'm trying to get Joey his lunch."
Mama, you're so mean! I just wanna see for a minute!!!
"Fine, just for a minute!" says the mean lady. Guess he is not always so polite.
"You see, Benny? That is a sparrow. One lonely, little sparrow. It is kind of like a rat with wings, daddy says. I kind of like them. Although I like Chickadees better." And so concluded our birdy lesson for the day. He was happy on the floor for about 3 minutes until he wanted to see the birds again.

Then there is Joey. Also competing for my attention by showing me his many different silly faces.
Ya gonna make me beg, woman?

Ok, Joey, you've got my attention. He starts telling me about a book daddy is reading to him. He says, "Mom, tonight we are gonna read chapter 4. And in chapter 4 it gets really scary. Cuz in chapter 4 there is a VOLCANO!" So I say, "Well, maybe daddy shouldn't read that part if it is so scary." And he responds, "Well, it's not scary to me. I mean, I AM 4 years old!" Well, shoot, he's practically a man already!
Duh, mom! I'm 4 years old!

Which brings you up to date. The boys are off to sleep (hopefully) in their beds for (hopefully) at least two hours. I am off to eat some lunch and clean up any remaining vomit I may have missed from before.
Ahhhh. The glamorous life. Ya gotta love it. And, I do.

23 comments:

Brittany said...

Looks like the kind of days we've been having around here! AH! Hopefully things get better! Good luck!

Family Adventure said...

It's going around the blogosphere...everyone's got a sick one these days, it seems. Hope your little goldenbear feels better soon. And your two other monkeys are hilarious. Love the photos :)

Heidi

Haley-O said...

I love what you say about the bananas and milk and how preparing them made you feel that surprise at being a mom.... I feel that, too! I'm amazed at how nurturing I can me, and how much these little ones thrive on our nurturing....

LOVE the boys! SO adorable! I hope your little goldenbear feels better! Yikes!!!

AnGlOpHiLe FoOtBaLl FaNaTiC said...

I fully understand the "how the hell did i get here" moments. I find myself screaming for my mommy a lot, too. And, Kathryn, get with the program. He's FOUR. He can handle the scary.

wheelsonthebus said...

What is with all the puke posts today?!

Burgh Baby's Mom said...

Here's to hoping the puking doesn't spread to the other two. And don't even think about sending it my way. There will be none of that around here, thankyouverymuch.

How exactly did we end up getting to be old enough to be Moms anyway? I swear when I was 5 I thought 31 was SOOO far away. Bam! Here it is.

Dawn said...

This was an excellent post. You've captured so much of what being a mommy is all about-you're a great mom. Hope you're little one feels better soon.

Jewelgirl said...

My girl is at school, but the
puke post reminds me of years ago.
I always get my flu shot every year "now", after I had everyone in the house sick with the flu and I was also using the "stainless silver puke bowl". Never again
after that pukeisode, will I forget to get a flu shot...!

Kellan said...

What a great post Kathryn! I'm sorry your baby is sick - but I love that you took time to show the little one the bird outside the window and I loved the smiley face pictures!!!

I also like your site - you've made some changes - right? It looks great!

Thanks Kathryn for the very kind comments today on my post - you are a good friend and I am honored to know you!! I also love your site and your writing and I am so glad we have met! Thanks again and please know how much I appreciate all you said and I will see you soon. Kellan

Jewelgirl said...

This is such a cool way to get to
know you better and watch the boys
grow up. It also reminds me about
those sweet(baby)years that are past for me & those pukeisode comforting moments that happen
still, every once and awhile!
Kudos on the flu shots!!!

MamaGeek said...

The JOYS of motherhood! ?

Oh your boys are SO adorable and I sincerely hope they're feeling better tomorrow (so you, in turn, can also feel better tomorrow).

Julie Pippert said...

How did you make a full day, including puking sickness, somehow sound so sweet?

:)

OHmommy said...

Poor baby, hope he feels better soon.

"I am the comforter, not the comforted." I think about that all the time. I am someone's mother now. Geez. When did that happen.

Glamorous life, indeed!

Chrissy said...

Sorry to hear about the puke fest. You know the kid feels bad when they sit still voluntarily like that. Hope he feels better soon.

Kelli said...

I often wonder if I am old enough to have three kids, a mortgage, responsibilities, then I remember how old I thought 32 was when I was in college. I don't feel this old!

Wright said...

Hope he feels better soon! And I love all the pics!!!

painted maypole said...

"I'm still blown away by the fact that I am a mom sometimes. "

me too!!

Rima said...

Sick or not, those boys are adorable! And I know just how you feel!!!

dawn224 said...

oh I'm so glad you commented so I could find you :)

LaskiGal said...

Yikes . . . missed this post and it had pics!!! Awwweee . . . they are so cute (even with the ickies). And, I love your glamorous life . . . sounds like mine (though I probably have it a little easier since I'm short a couple!).

Oh, and not a day goes by that I don't look in the mirror wondering how in the world I got here and who let me have a house, a baby, and a husband!!! I'm just a kid! Oh, yeah, I'm in my 30s too. Dang.

Alpha DogMa said...

What a bunch of cuties. The boys AND you.

And yes, McCounghney's (I'm too tired to check on the spelling--sorry) statement was so funny. He is stoked! There's a baby! In her womb! HOT DAMN!

just jamie said...

Just happened upon your blog. Loving it. I'll check back for more.

just jamie said...

P.S. Oh yeah. I'm 31 too and I swear it baffles me when *my Mom* introduces me as such. How did that happen?

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