Let's be Honest

So here is the thing, I really like to blog. I like to record the things that happen in our family and to make a record for future posterity.  I do it for me, not in anticipation of people leaving nice comments.  The reality of it is, I don't get many comments and that is perfectly fine with me.  I do however have a fair number of hits each month on here and I am always curious about who is peeking in and what they think of my family. (Not that that in any way changes what I write.) I have strongly considered making my blog private, but I have made some really great connections with people through it.  Most importantly; people who have children with Ocular Albinism.  Hagen's condition is not seriously life threatening or anything, but it is rare and information on it is limited.  Every case is so different and it has been comforting to talk to others and follow the progress that their kids are making.  I in turn feel it would be selfish to not allow others to do the same with me.  So here we are.

Having said that, I have been reading through some of my older posts and I have to say I have been bored to tears.  My kids and grandkids are not going to want to read about how we went to the park, went down the slide once and the did the swings twice. Then had a nice red popsicle and came home.  They are going to enjoy much more hearing about how I actually feel about going to the park. (which is bored:) I am going to try really hard to start writing my posts with more depth and feeling and not so much boring fluff.  With that I want to begin my new resolve with a little honesty, because what I really don't want is my kids to read this later in life and think, "our mom is such a liar, what she wrote about was the few and far between moments of pure bliss"

I have always thought it would be so refreshing to read a blog that talked about EVERYTHING that went on in a home full of kids. Not just the rainbow and butterfly moments.  So here goes...If you don't like it, don't read it!

If we're being honest, here are some of the things that really happen in our home;

 Hagen does a lot of this.  He is throwing a major fit because I wouldn't let him eat a marker.  I had already fed the kid Lucky Charms for breakfast (I know, who does that right?). I figured let's just eat one unhealthy thing at a time.  I would also like to point out the disastrous mess on the floor. (This picture actually does it no justice at all) I am by NO means an impecable housekeeper.  I wouldn't consider myself a complete slob, but our home is definately LIVED IN.

My kids fight, and hurt each other. My seven year old can throw a wicked awful fit.

 I yell A LOT, which I am not proud of but I am really working on quitting.  Some days I amaze myself with my temper.

  My kids haven't read much at all this summer, I am a total slacker. They play from sun up to sun down and sleep a little in between.  Hagen's vision therapist called to make an appointment and wanted to know when his nap time was, I didn't know what to tell her because we are just so sporadic right now. 

Sometimes when the kids whine about doing a job, I do it for them so I don't have to have the fight.

I feed my kids cold cereal at least once if not twice a day. 

I rarely prepare my Sharing Time or lessons until Saturday night.

I have left my kids home alone a time or two while I run here or there for up to 30 minutes at a time.

I got Cole's feet measured for new shoes only to find out that the shoes he's been wearing are 2 sizes too small.

And I am sitting here in my exercise clothes from early this morning.  Weston tells me that I am not going to be worthy for a temple recommend if I don't start getting dressed earlier.

I have lots of goals for when school starts; I am going to make dinner more often, have bedtimes, read with the kids, make a menu and feed the family a little healthier, and keep the house cleaner.  I am continually trying to be a better mom because let's face it, we all love our kids and do our very best to keep them healthy and happy.  In the process of perfecting my mothering, I really want to be real about how things are around here.  I plan on owning up the bad parenting moments and resolving to be better. Isn't that what this life is all about anyway?