The Things Children Steal

Toothbrush

I am a three months postpartum mother of four.  It is no wonder I have lost a few things.

1.  The sash to my bathrobe.  Due to its perfect length and knotting ability, it can be used for many important things.  Holding on American Girl toilet paper dresses.  Tying together Stuffies and Pillow Pets.  Holding up the corner of blanket tents.

2.  My kombucha.  I swore they didn’t like this green flavor.  That’s why I bought the nasty tasting stuff.

3.  My bed.  I about fell off my allotted sliver last night.

4.  My butt.  Traded in butt-bump for mummy-tummy.  But did you know that DHA is actually stored in a pregnant and lactating woman’s thigh and butt fat?  All that DHA comes right off the butt and goes right to baby’s brain!  So our sagging buttocks are the glory of our children’s cerebral capacities.

5.  My scissors.  I’ve only got about 6 pairs.  Six lost pairs.  This isn’t even including the three, pink-handled children’s craft scissors lost in the depths of clutter.  (They stole my clean house too.)

6.  My time.  Does getting my upper lip waxed at a salon have to count as my free-time?

7.  My mind.  I wish all that DHA would go to MY brain!

8.  My lip gloss.  Although I suspect my girls, sometimes I think I see a pink shimmer on my husband’s lips.

9.  My temper.  I’ve lost it so much I’m down to whisper-yelling.

10.  My bathroom.

11.  My bath.  Tip-toe.  Tip-toe.  Super quiet.  Sneak off.   Fill tub with bath salts and lavender.  Get ready for “Aaaah.  Relaxation.”  Pitter-patter.  Pitter-patter.  “I heard you, Mommy.  Can I take a bath too?”

12.  My hand mirror to look at the back of my hair.

13.  My toothbrush.  This was the last straw.  The one that broke me down.  The one that made me remember the backwash floating in my mom’s Diet Pepsi from my stolen drinks.  The one that made me remember my Dad bellowing through the house looking for his nail clippers tucked on my bedroom vanity.  The iron I took to college from mom’s washroom without a backwards thought. . . Back to the breaking straw.  So, I had bought this cool, spinning toothbrush to cut down on plaque by 90% and stop any receding gum lines.  I loved it.  All my kids have had them in the past, but I finally bought one for me. . .  One day, I knocked on my closed bathroom door.  I heard some rustling.  I walked on into my bathroom.  And there was one of my darlings sheepishly trying out my new toothbrush.  “No worries,” I said.  “Finish up.  It’s a cool toothbrush, isn’t it?”

I could go on and on.  Kids are pretty special.  Love them.  Cherish them.  Call yourself to higher living (but come downstairs for supper occasionally).  Call them to higher living (but the top of the refrigerator is not safe).  Work on your marriage.  Keep it sound.

With our fourth child, I feel like my quality time with my husband has plummeted.  By the end of the day, I just want to slip away for some uninterrupted, quiet time.  I had forgotten how frazzling managing the house was with a baby in tow.  When I was pregnant with my first child, I looked at my husband and said, “No matter what, this child is here because of us.  No matter what, we must work to keep our marriage and love for each other strong.  We need to keep that no matter what.”  And we have.  With all that becomes lost in parenting, I refuse to lose the wonderful relationship with my husband.  May you, too, fight to always keep that special relationship growing.

Kids are great, but they are challenging!  Thanks for reading, and I look forward to trying to get back to blogging here more.  We recently had a great vacation to Indiana to spend time with friends and family.  Then I had to catch up on post-vacation laundry–plus some (and then some more) continuing medical education requirements I am happy to report that I completed.

Hang on for the ride, parents.  We can do this.

Terri

 

Photo credit:  By Jonas Bergsten [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

 

 

21 thoughts on “The Things Children Steal

    1. thehomeschoolingdoctor Post author

      Strangely, one baby felt just as busy as four kids. I assume it is kind of like when a person retires they think they’ll have lots of free time–and don’t! They fill up each moment so quickly. And laugh out loud, I had to drop out of the work force… You stay in there batting for me, Pam! Have a good week. Terri

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  1. The Vanilla Housewife

    I love this with all of my heart! Kids are pretty special even when they make us go crazy sometimes (or all the time!). Sending you lots of energy! And yes on keeping the marriage alive! Congrats on the achievement! Uhmm are you superwoman?

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  2. Anonymous

    Number 8. My lip gloss. (Although I suspect my girls, sometimes I think I see a pink shimmer on my husband’s lips) is my favorite one. LOL

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  3. VCrayon

    My body didn’t get the same memo… I didn’t trade a mummy tummy for my bum… lucky me, I get to sport both! Lol! Even though I’m almost back at my pre pregnancy weight… oh well… maybe I’m just storing lots of extra DHA.

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    1. thehomeschoolingdoctor Post author

      That is lucky to support both front and back! Definitely not so lopsided. And my typo is corrected–thanks! 🙂 I told you my brain needed more DHA, and I recently ran out of fish oil capsules. Bummer. (LOL!) Take care!

      Terri

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  4. lakenormanprep

    Awesome! I love this post. I just lost it and had a bit of my own temper tantrum today when I found that they had eaten my one and only candy bar. I got it from trader joes a month ago. I was waiting for that day when I needed a pick me up. Today was the day and it was GONE! LOL! My poor kids. I went over all of the stuff of mine that seems to mysteriously disappear that “not me” took including-my rice chips, my scissors (like you, I am missing several pairs), my socks (my kids now have the same size feet as I do), my paper (computer paper), my chapstick, my gum…oh my gum (this is when I usually loose it. I have requested that they just leave me one last piece. I like to chew gum while I drive. I tell them it keeps me from smoking-lol. I am a far cry from a smoker but I do LOVE my gum in the car). Love those kids and you are right, it is most like pay back for all of the things that I borrowed from my parents. Thank goodness for my hubby. He is always willing to head out to the market to pick something up for me when “not me” borrows something. 🙂

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    1. thehomeschoolingdoctor Post author

      It’s so good to know I am not alone! I had to laugh too! My kids JUST grew into my socks too! I forgot about those or they would have been on the “stolen” list! And when I was pregnant with morning sickness, minty gum helped, but my kids would always steal that also! Well, thank goodness for good husbands. They really are the best! Your comment made me laugh. Thanks!

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  5. Valerie

    You are always so entertaining, Terri! I love this post. Made me smile. We all lose things as the years pass….many of them never to return, but OH, the things we gain!! 😉

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    1. thehomeschoolingdoctor Post author

      Ha ha! Glad you smiled. I like to do that for people (make them smile).

      It’s fun to laugh at the things that naturally want to make us irritated! Things can be funny if we step back, eh? Like you said–OH THE THINGS WE GAIN!! For sure!

      Happy weekend! ~~Terri

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  6. andthreetogo

    #4 and 7, oh my goodness, I was laughing so hard. I truly do miss my mind, and my flat tummy, and my alone time, and especially taking a poo without an audience. 🙂 I love this post, and I totally agree that keeping your marriage a priority is key!

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