I can’t believe it is July! Wow! Where has the year gone? We have spent much of our time in the car this year as you could tell. We have been asked by a lot of our family where are we going this weekend? The answer this past weekend was the beach…again.
When my wife and I were dating we spent a lot of time on the beach. We love it. We don’t go down to eat at fancy restaurants or to shop. We go down there and plan our butts in a chair and stick our feet in the sand and relax. That is a real beach trip. This past weekend was no exception.
We decided to head down to Holden Beach. Its our families beach and we love every minute there. It is nothing special but very special to us. We came down and dropped our stuff off at Nana’s and headed to the beach.
It was crowded, being July Fourth weekend but we managed to find a great parking spot and walk to the beach access. The beach was crowded but we did not mind. We set up camp and let the kids go wild. The water was rough. VERY rough. It was so rough that it knocked you down. We still had a great time.
After changing in the parking lot we headed back to Nana’s house.
We went to the Seafood Barn because I wanted fish.
You also can’t come to Holden Beach without getting some ice cream.
I love these little trips of ours and I hope that even though our Nana is selling her place that we can continue this tradition of being little beach bums.
I am tired!
The past few months have been like a complete blur. We have had a lot going on. With the renovations, birthday parties, beach trips, sorting through old junk, working, and holidays I really have not had a whole lot of time to breathe.
I think my wife and I need a weekend of down time. As much as I love our crazy life that we built together, I would like to take a time out and sit in a hammock in the shade and just fall asleep for a couple of hours.
There are two things in this world that are amazing: Coffee and more Coffee. I never knew how much I loved it until I had children. My children are amazing but they are exhausting. I love them but they are at a 15 when I need them down at about a 3.
The other day my wife sent me a video of her in the drive thru at Chick-Fil-a and all you hear is my Evie yelling “BITE!!” and that was before my wife even got the food.
I sure I am not the only tired dad out there. I know there are some tired moms out there also. Parents should band together at these points. We all love our kids so it is ok to give each other a little break every now and then. Sometimes it is nice to go to a restaurant that does not have kid placemats.
Honestly I could not come up with something to write about today so this is all I got. Sometimes when you blog you get stuck and when you get stuck you tend to go on little rants like this about tired you are.
Have a great weekend…See you for #MedalMonday!
I think that holiday weekends go by the fastest. I am pretty sure I am correct. I hope everyone had a wonderful Memorial Day weekend and are ready to get back to work. I know that that last part is a little harder to hear. I know I could use another day by the pool.
My little family had a great weekend. We started Saturday by cleaning the house and getting ready for our new furniture to be delivered. We bought a new kitchen table and chairs and a big girl bed for K-Dub. The only problem was that they never put the box spring on our order so we spent a great part of our afternoon tracking down a box spring for her bed. Once we found on at Mattress Firm we got it and K-Dub had her first night in her new bed.
Sunday we got up and had coffee and went to the new Whole Foods that opened up near us in Waverly. I had never been inside a Whole Foods and had read many blogs were people account their own horror stories. I found this place really cool and I can’t wait to go back. The produce was fresh, the hot bar was amazing, and they atmosphere was cool. They even had their own little seating area upstairs. Is it a grocery store, is it a restaurant, or is it a coffee bar? Who knows but it was a neat experience.
After eating lunches and nap times we got ready and went to the first of many to come pool sessions. I think my girls loved it. They enjoyed it so much that when we got in the car to grab dinner they both fell asleep so my wife and I ended up getting our food to go. After super we decided to take the girls for a snow cone in Waxhaw and it was good. My favorite was the cherry margarita.
Monday I went and worked out. I then came home and cleaned up the backyard. My BIL and SIL came over with my nephews and we went back to the pool for a couple of hours. once we got back I put on my Martha Stewart hat and got to cooking. I made baked beans, I grilled some corn and bacon cheddar burgers, cut up a watermelon, and served warm apple pie with some ice cream. The kids enjoyed playing with some bubble guns we got them. We gave the kids a bath before the nephews went home and I passed out.
It was a great weekend and I hope you got to spend some time with your love ones and remember those who served us so we could celebrate this great holiday.
I have no idea why I did not share this a few weeks ago. I must have had a ton of other crazy things going on. A couple of weeks ago K-Dub had a concert put on by her school for the parents. It was her first one in the entire three years she had been there. I was actually pretty excited about going. What is more cute then a bunch of adorable kids singing? Right?
So we got her all dressed up. I left work early to ensure I was there on time. We got to the school and dropped her off at her classroom before going and taking our seats in the auditorium.
Soon it was time to start and the kids came marching in looking all adorable. Soon they started singing. I could not find K-Dub at first. I had to stand a little out of my chair and found that all the other kids were singing and she was standing there with her hands over her mouth. Only my kid. Take a look.
I was not made at her by any means but it was still pretty cute.
I don’t know why but this picture is so funny to me. I can’t help but laugh out loud every time I see it. My wife sent me this yesterday while I was in the way home. I think the people beside me at the stop light thought I was having an asthma attack.
My wife was grilling our diner outside when my daughter got off her tricycle and grabbed a take and decided to take our yard. No we do not keep a helmet on her at all times but maybe we should cause she does like to take a leap off the top of the couch.
Enjoy your Tuesday and a good laugh!
So when K-Dub was born, she was very upset the entire first year of her life. She pretty much screamed and threw fits cause she was having some severe stomach issues. My wife tried to breastfeed her but after about the third or fourth time of us trading her back and forth through the night she was over it. We switched to formula and life was made easier. Formula is amazing but the price on that stuff is crazy.
So when Evie came along my wife said as he wanted to try it again. I was very supportive cause not only were we not going to have to spend $100 a month on powdered food but my daughter was going to get so much more benefits out of breastfeeding. My wife was excited which in turn made me excited. It was a matter of minutes after Evie was born that she got on like she had been waiting for it her whole two-minute life. Breastfeeding was a go! My wife was beyond thrilled.
As the weeks and months went on my wife started to focus on breastfeeding. When I say this I mean she bought a nursing bra, a pumping bra, vitamins to help with her supply, joined an online support group, and even found that Gatorade helps with your milk supply. I of course got the Gatorade on coupon! That was alls she talked about. She was a proud Mom and I could not have been more happy for her.
Can I just say that my wife is amazing. I think I may have said it a few times already in this post. She never gave up and always makes sure she has enough milk to send Evie to daycare with. That amazing liquid has been used for a lot more than feeding. When Evie was sick my wife read to squirt some up her nose to help her breath and it worked. Its amazing what the body can do.
I find it really funny when we are out in public and my daughter needs to eat. BrittWhitFun pulls it out and feeds our child and does not care what people think. You would not believe the looks we get and even by some of our own family members. It does not stop us. Why would you try to hide something that is so natural. People are crazy and I dare someone to tell my wife to put it away. She would lose it.
Anyway, I am so glad that things have worked out some much better this time. My wife has become a rock star of breastfeeding and I am so proud of her. Evie is not missing any meals, trust me!
Well it has finally happened. I am no longer the most important thing in my kids life. I thought this would not happen till she was at least 8 but she is only three. It hurts really bad. Maybe I should start from the beginning.
So my oldest has really been acting out since our little Evie has come into the family. She throws more tantrums, tells us no, stops listening, and overall destroying our house. There has been a lot of spanking and time outs over the past month. I can handle the tantrums and the talking back but one day it got way to real in Danville.
So we were in the kitchen and I had rushed home to get dinner made and on the table. I made a good meal consisting of mac and cheese, grilled chicken, and broccoli. Now I never expected her to eat the little green trees, as we call them but she wanted chicken nuggets. As a dad for three years now I have grown custom to the fact that all little children at one point in their little lives have binged on chicken nuggets. Why not? They are amazing and make childhood wonderful with every crispy bite. I looked at her and explained that this was dinner and I was not making anything else. By now you are thinking that I am parent of the year. No I am lazy and just don’t want to make another meal.
My daughter looked me in the eye and said that I get on her nerves. I started to laugh cause I did not know where she heard such a phrase and I now am thinking it was from her mother. It had to be from her mother. It was her mother. My daughter looked at me with angry eyes. The kind of eyes my wife gives me when I forget to leave the toilet seat up or forget something at the store. I call it the death stare. She then uttered these words.
DAD, YOU ARE NOT MY BEST FRIEND!
It was like a knife stabbed me in the heart and twisted or when Andy left Woody and Buzz at the end of Toy Story 3. My life had shattered in a million pieces. I stood there asking myself if that was what I really heard. She has never said that to me. My oldest whom I have played princess tea party with after daycare, made cookies with, watched endless episodes of My Little Pony and Curious George with does not want me to be her friend.
My wife heard what she said and laughed a little. Maybe she thought it was funny cause she was not the victim of this verbal assault. She got off easy. She was stiller best friend. I gave my wife a look and she knew that I was hurt and tried to be a buffer in the situation. She asked my daughter if she really means that and that it hurt Daddy’s feelings. Daddy’s feels were hurt. My daughter looked at us both and said it again but added “My Pop is my best friend”.
Just like that my world was shattered. That was four days ago and still she is saying the same thing. I have now grown custom to living in the shadow of what my child loathes. I know I am a good parent but now I know that is all I am. Her dad and not her friend. Maybe after a couple of weeks she will be back to normal or as my wife put it a couple of nights ago…
Stop being such a little bitch about it!
Here we are! The last few days before our new baby girl comes into the world. I have to say now I am getting a little more excited. I can’t believe it is finally here.
We spent our last weekend getting thing prepared. We installed car seats, cleaned the house, folded the last bit of laundry. We have been busy and we still have things to get done. Time is slowly betraying us and the hospital bag still remains empty, bathrooms still need to be clean, and the load of towels in the dryer continues to whisper to me. I refuse to do it. Maybe I will get it all done an hour before we leave the hospital. Yea that will work.
My wife’s last day at work is today. She is super excited. Everything is about the baby with her. I have to say that the thing I am most looking forward to is her not having the craving for ice anymore. Now I can watch my shows without the sound of gravel being demolished beside me. I am also ready for my wife to stop having so much pain. Our little girl is ready to come out and she is charging through. She does not care at all if her knee is right in my wife’s rib cage.
K-Dub is super excited about her new little sister. She is already playing with her toys and “helping Mom and Dad fold her clothes. She will be the first to tell you she is going to be a big sister. I can’t wait to see how she is going to react once she sees her.
As for me, I am trying really hard to get everything organized at work so while I am out on paternity leave that nothing slips through the cracks. I am ready for my last day and can’t wait to have some time away.
So our house is fully of anticipation right now. Although my big thing this week has been spending as much time with K-Dub before the bay gets here, I have also had to shift some workouts around. I am no where near ready for this marathon but after the baby gets here it’s game on.
I know I am a little behind on my Mother’s Day post but it would not be right to no make a post dedicated to my two favorite women…
My mom has taught me so much, including how to be a great husband and father. She has always went out of her way to make sure my brother and I were taken care of. Our childhood was awesome and a lot of that was because of her. She is the best cheerleader and did the best job when it came to raising two wonderful boys.
I could not ask for a better mother of my children then this lady. There is no one I would rather co-parent with then her. She knows so much and has taught me a lot about being dad and what is expected out of me. She is the best teammate. Together we will survive this thing call parenthood. Our daughter and one on the way are so luck to have you in their life.
Love you both and I hope you had an awesome Mother’s Day!
As we all are aware, Sunday is Mother’s Day and its time to reflect on how your mom has impacted your life. This week I have been trying really hard to come up with something to do for my mom for Mother’s Day and then I came to a sudden halt. I realized that I am not even going to see my mom on Mother’s Day. I have to work all weekend. It sucks but you have to keep the food on the table.
I sit here today thinking about my mom and how much she means to me. Then I started to think about my daughter and that I would not be the dad I am today if it was not for my mom. Why is that you ask? These are some things my mom taught me that made me a better father.
Quality time should be all the time. One of the things my mom always would do for my brother and I was to take us to the local theme park every Friday night. She also took us to the movies, the mall, out to dinner, and even baseball games. To this day, I still have no clue if she like doing these things but one thing was very clear and that was that she enjoyed her time with her boys. I try to do this with K-Dub. I love talking her to the park, the pool, on walks, and to lunch. I want her to look back and one day say that her dad did things with her. Just like my mom.
Be patient. This is one of those things I am horrible at. My mom struggled with it too but she always was there when baseball practice ran late, when we took to long picking out what we wanted at the ice cream place, and when it took a long time to mend my first broken heart. Just wait and that is all.
Be supportive no matter what. My mom never told me that I could never do something. She supported every crazy idea I had. When I decide to join the military and when I decided that it just was not for me, she would just encourage me and support what I decided. I want to be this way with my daughter. No matter how crazy they are. As long as it’s not life threatening.
Be independent. My mom was never a “helicopter mom”. She knew how to keep her distance and let us pass or fail. Although she was always there to cheer us on or to pick up the pieces, she made sure we found our own way.
These important lessons have made me the father I am today and I could not have been this way if it was not for the amazing mom I had. She is the best. I hate that I am not going to see her on Sunday but I know she is going to read this and just know how much I care about her. We have that type of relationship that we can go a long time without speaking and then when we finally do, we don’t skip a beat. Love you mom!
Happy Mother’s Day!