Back to School Blues!

It’s back to school tomorrow for my big girl Piece’s, UPK for Mr. Man AND Mr. Man turns 4! Big day all around and I have to say I am excited for them, but so heavy-hearted….. I know so many parents are excited to get their kids back to school and I am excited that we can get back into more of a routine AND I’ll be able to do some of the “must do” projects I couldn’t get to in the summer! But I just can’t help feeling so emotional….!

2015 kids summer collage

The start of a new school year and birthdays marking another year passing always make me sad! I’m not sure why but all of my kids birthdays I feel a little sad and emotional because all the clichés about parenting are true. ” The years fly by,” “Cherish the time when they are little. They grow up to fast!” You’ve heard them; and they are right on! My favorite, after a fun but tiring summer, is “The days are long, but the years fly by.” I feel that way today after enjoying hours in the pool, long spontaneous visits to the Zoo, play dates and park visits. We filled our summer!  it was a great one and it went by in a blink. There were things we didn’t do on our summer bucket list, there were wasted days watching TV when it rained instead of going to a museum.  I realize the joy of just being together and doing nothing was just as enjoyable to my little ones, so I focused on relaxing right along with them. But now it’s time to get excited about what this new school year will bring and not just for my kiddos. My focus on organization really needs to get back on track, along with my workouts (which are a focus but also a need for sanity purposes) AND I’m going to be working part-time so there are many new and exciting changes for not only the kids but also for me to look forward to.

I’ll keep in mind the countless hours of watching them use their imaginations by making forts and creating story lines to act out, playing in the playhouse, swimming and laughing uncontrollably for no reason; I’ll hold on to those memories and feel complete with the summer we enjoyed!

kids reading

Here’s to a new school year, relishing in the memories you’ve created and looking forward to what is to come! I’ll be thinking of all you moms out there as you go through the same! XOXO

Until next time…Thea

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A Dance Recital through Layers of Tears

My oldest daughter, Miss Piece’s, had her first dance recital Sunday. She joined the group late in January and is the youngest in the class; it is a 6&7 year old class and she’s only 5&1/2.

After trying soccer last fall I was nervous about how she would do on stage; if she would get nervous and freeze, or if she had grown beyond her nerves. When she started soccer it was half practice, half full game play, and she was overwhelmed and intimidated from the start. She ran around in the direction of the ball, but would freeze once it came close to her, letting the other kids kick it without even trying. It was heartbreaking to see her struggle with her confidence and ask to stop playing. I’ll add my husband and I love soccer! We both still play as adults on leagues weekly. Yes, maybe I wanted her to love the sport as well, but what I wanted most of all was for her to have the confidence and competitive spirit her father and I both share.

We discussed other activities and she said she wanted to try dance. We did a 2 week trial and luckily she LOVED it! She put on her tap shoes to “practice” for days after her first class. My heart melts thinking about her dancing around giggling and smiling ear to ear!

Sunday we rushed to get her dressed and makeup applied, gasp!! Remember I’m a soccer player, I love my makeup but at 5 years old, I didn’t like that part very much. Well, we got her dolled up and rushed there with the WHOLE family in tow. Not only did I have nerves about how Piece’s would do but I also had huge nerves wondering how her younger brother, Mr. Man (3 &1/2), and Miss T. (18 months), would do for 3 HOURS! So, I packed tons of snacks for the younger two and brought Miss T’s stroller, hoping and praying she would fall asleep for at least a little while being her nap time. I dropped Piece’s off with her dance group and kissed her good luck….leaving with a few tears welling in my eyes; my first layer of ears.

Reese before

I met up with my husband and two younger children as my Mom and Grandma got there. I see them dressed nicely and realize in all my hustle and bustle I forgot to change out of my jeans and t-shirt. Mom brain at its finest! I worried about that for a little while, probably as a distraction just to stop worrying about everything else. So we sit and it starts! I relax briefly as dance number 9 is coming, her first dance of two.

I was impressed with how smoothly the show went rotating between dance, piano and voice performances. Mr. Man and Miss T were doing well, enjoying the performances clapping and being amazingly quiet. I was relieved and hoped it would continue. Than it came, 6&7 tap… heart pounding probably harder than my Miss Piece’s! The music started, she smiled and she started dancing!!! My second layer of tears well and dripping down my cheek as I feel pride for her bravery and joy from her smile; she was dancing and having fun…she was doing it!

Phew, so we had made it through the first performance; Miss Piece’s and her siblings holding it together. Now we just needed to make it past intermission and her second performance. Luckily, Miss T fell asleep in daddy’s arms for the remainder of the first half and Mr. Man, though a little squirmy, was enjoying the show and speaking quietly. I had prepared myself for a VERY stressful time with them and I was pleasantly surprised at their excellent behavior.

At intermission we took a break, went to the bathroom, changed Miss T and all had a snack. I sat there feeling relief that it was almost over. I hope I’m not alone with my feelings of excitement and relieve when it comes to my children’s activities. I love that they want to participate in activities, I loved doing so as a child, but everything that goes into it and the busy schedules, it’s exhausting sometimes and I’ve been ready for the lazy days of summer to come.

We returned to the auditorium and Mr. Man started asking when he was going to see Piece’s again. He told me he was still hungry and thirsty and no food was allowed so I hoped he would just make it through her final dance. He surprised me again by sitting still, whispering with questions and quieting when I told him it’s polite to be quiet during performances. Piece’s came out to do her final number, 6/7 Ballet. Miss T. and Mr. Man smiled and clapped and yelled, “Good job Pieces!” My final layer of tears well and roll down my cheeks. I felt relief that Pieces did it, our younger two were complete rock stars; I thought to myself that we must be doing something right! They were all growing and thriving. Sure maybe I wore jeans and a t-shirt but did it matter? No! Everything that mattered was beyond great and as close to perfect as you could get!

Reese recital Collage

Until next time… Thea

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I was nominated for The One Lovely Blog Award!

I’d never heard of this until I was nominated by, but she was kind enough to nominate me for The One Lovely Blog Award!

Thank you very much!! As a newbie to blogging I am so honored!

Thank you

I am new and I wasn’t sure what the rules are so I have outlined them below!

  1. Thank the person nominating you and link back to them in your post
  2. Share seven things about yourself
  3. Nominate ten bloggers for the award

So, here are 7 things you might not know about me:

  1. I have 3 children ages 5, 3 and 1. They were all born via c-section. (Even though I had plans with my first to go drug free). Oh well!
  2. I love to run! It’s like therapy for me. I also love playing and watch sports; mainly soccer.
  3. I worked in sales for over 10 years before staying home. I was very good at it but got burnt out! My dream job is to become a personal trainer!
  4. I love wine and hard cider but I am finding after 3 kids I have a very low tolerance! Like 2 drink max or things get sketchy!
  5. I have an eclectic taste in music. Some of my favorite bands/musicians are Coldplay, Nine Inch Nails, Splashdown, Jose Gonzalez, Foo Fighters, Sigur Ros, Jimi Hendrix, Bob Marley and I also enjoy Classical music. I am not a fan of country though!
  6. I love to sing and have sung in many weddings and funerals over the years. My best natural talent is probably singing, but with kids it’s just not something I have, or make, much time for.
  7. My husband and I have been together for over 13 years and we will celebrate our 9 year wedding anniversary in May! It’s funny because when I was in high school I thought I wouldn’t get married until I was 30. I thought I’d get involved in music or travel the world. But I am SOOO happy that those plans didn’t happen. I love my life! My husband is my rock and my best friend; and being a Mom is the greatest blessing!

Here are the 10 Bloggers I now nominate for The One Lovely Blog Award!


Thank you again!

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A Moment in Time


It was one of those weeks! I popped my back on Monday morning, one of the bad ones, but there were things to do so I continued on trying to ignore it. Despite the pain, I went to soccer Monday night. On Tuesday I had to shovel the foot plus of snow from around my SUV. Dealing with that every day is way too annoying! Needless to say, I was a hot mess; throbbing from my neck to my tailbone mess. Sigh! Sometimes life just gets in the way of your plans.

I had so many things I planned to do this week, but my back was killing me. The kids all got a nasty cold, spiking a mild fever off and on, and I discovered the baby is cutting all four of her first molars. The poor kid had a delirious look in her eye, and hasn’t been able to eat much of anything. All the kids had a cough and Miss T (our 14 month old baby) was up off and on most nights. So, you know, I was tired and cranky from the lack of sleep and exercise.

Then the night before last Miss T woke up and I brought her into our room since we keep a pack n play in there. I was rocking her in the dark with a faint light in the sky as I looked out our back window and I realize it’s been just over a month since I weaned her from nursing. We used to have these times in the wee hours of the morning together as she adjusted to sharing a room with her sister. She’d stir, her sister would yell to us, and I’d bring her to our room to nurse her back to sleep.

It’s only been 5 weeks since I last nursed her, but it feels like so much has changed since then. She seems so much bigger and more independent. Time just flies by! I look at her sleeping in my arms and start to tear up with the realization that these moments in time are so fleeting. I stare at her, trying to capture this moment, as if filing it away into a memory log in my mind. I smile at her. I know there are so many great moments to come, but I also feel heavy hearted from all the moments that have quickly come and gone in the blink of an eye. Will I remember this a year from now, or better yet ten? I forget about all the things that didn’t get done this week and the stress goes away. I feel blessed for all that I have, for my life is very full. I look at her and breathe it in, her drool soaking my shirt and her husky breath as she fights this cold. I hold on to it for as long as I can…desperately trying to save and remember this one single moment in time!

mom with baby b&w

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