Hello Mommies,

Here’s what I’m doing this saturday morning:

1. Hot coffee - yum!
2. PJ’s all morning.
3. Kids?  What Kids?  (it’s a good tv morning)
4. And hot leg wax - yeah, baby.

Leg Wax Recipe:

2 cups white sugar
2 Tbsp lemon juice
3 Tbsp water

Microwave on high:

 2.5 minutes, stirring after each minute.  You want it at soft ball stage - on a candy thermometer, it will read 250F or a drop of the mixture into a cold glass of water - will hold together while falling in the water, and when you pick it up in your fingers will be pliable - not sugary, not hard.   Use a much larger container to make the mixture - it is much hotter than boiling water - so be careful!  And, put in a tall slender container to make dipping a butter knife into it easier - I use a Tuperware spice container with the lid.

To use the wax, see this link:  Video at Expert Village

Happy Weekend, Mommies,

Multitalentedmommy

Hello, my dear Readers,

I write to you from the children’s hospital in Vancouver. I have no chipper tips or tricks for you today - just a note from one mommy to another. I know that other moms out there have experienced what I’m going through. My 3 year old has an infection that is being quite stubborn - but not life threatening. The thing with children being sick is that i have to stay with her - or someone does obviously. So right now, my heart aches to send Haley off to her first week of school, and to cuddle my baby Megan.

A distinguishing feature of our trip this time is the bright orange sign on our room - “STRICT ISOLATION”, this means that we’ve been unable to take advantage of all the playrooms and great toys here. I am pulling my hair out to entertain my little munchkin - and ya know, a Mommy is not meant to spend 24 hours per day with a preschooler - that is just simply WRONG! The evil shrew inside me is trying very hard to take over at about 8 PM at night after a long day!

The first day i was here this is what kept running through my head and gave me some comfort:

God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can, and wisdom to know the difference. Living one day at a time, enjoying one moment at a time, accepting hardship as a pathway to peace. Taking, as Jesus did, this sinful world as it is, not as I would have it. Trusting that you will make all things right if I surrender to your will. So that I may be reasonably happy in this life, and supremely happy with you forever in the next.

Then YESTERDAY- Tuesday - arrived, and there was no more serenity/ prayers to be had. I was a mess. The only thing I had to turn to was my journal, which I haven’t done in ages. But with pen and paper easy to come by - it is a tool that can come with me anywhere. I am thankful for that resource, and knowing how to use it.

Emma is now doing well and responding to antibiotics, and in the light of day, this morning, my sanity has returned. And I know that I can stay here and be THE Mommy for one more day. And that is all I have to worry about - just today!

So, my dear Mommies, we all struggle, and I hope that someone else finds comfort in these words.

Heartfelt thanks,

Multitalentedmommy

Dear Mommies,

This week, the doc told me to have a hot soak to relieve a skin condition (email me if curiosity makes you crazy). The thought of jumping into a dirty tub, filled with dirty water, listening to the baby monitor to make sure no one is killing anyone else in my house, is not my idea of relaxing.

First of all, my tub should be in a re-glazing commercial. Second, I don’t particularly like sitting in the water that is supposed to clean the dirt off me. And third, it isn’t relaxing when I’m dead tired after a long day, and I make myself have one of those girly smelly baths. All I want to do after the kids go to bed is let my mind vacate on the computer, TV, or sleep.

Soooooo, here it is ladies ——-> take a bath during the day!

I highly recommend it!

So first – clean the tub! No woman should sit in a dirty tub! Then scrounge around for those lost bath oils, flowers, or whatever you have on hand. Set the tub with hot, hot, hot water. And let yourself melt into it. A couple of musts:

v Keep the water running (drown out the kids in the hallway)

v Lock the door (for obvious reasons)

v Take out the garbage – dirty diapers do nothing for my happy place.

v And melt right into it—>until you are done. No stress, no time limits, no panic about getting out.

I love to feel accomplished, so I scrubbed my feet. Now amid the spaghetti on the floor, and the dirty diapers, my feet have a special glow about them, and so do I, dear Mommies.

Best of life to you, dear Mommies, you deserve it.

Multitalentedmommyü By the way, despite our best efforts, Special Mommy Times are often interrupted, and a sense of humor is essential to curb the frothing frustration.