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Goodbye from Diaper Duty: My hopes for you

Written by Erin Hill. Posted in Diaper Duty

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This is my last post before Pittsburgh Mom turns the lights off at the end of this month.

Over the last five years I’ve enjoyed sharing my experiences as a first-time mom, then mom of a toddler, then mom of a preschooler, then mom of TWO kids, and so on.

My top priority has always been to talk to you about my life as a mom honestly. I’m a proud working mom who breastfed, then formula fed. I had two scheduled C-sections and never gave birth “naturally.” I worry intensely about the ingredients in the foods my kids eat, the addiction that runs in my family, and so, so much more. My kids don’t have bedtimes, and we don’t eat at the dinner table.

I’ve been both thanked and criticized for the posts I’ve written about these things. I am in no way ashamed at how my family operates. We are very happy and (usually) healthy. People who sought out to make me feel like less of a mother did not win. I did not let you make me feel the way you tried to make me feel.

I agreed to share my experiences with people I’ve never met because I wanted at least one mom out there to know she wasn’t alone. I also had the intention to encourage others to do their best and not take this time too seriously OR too lightly. Yes, it is very precious, but also extremely hilarious and frustrating. I hope I did that for someone. It would all be worth it.

As I leave the parenting blog world, I want to leave you with some of my hopes for all of us as parents -- somethings that have evolved over this time from interacting with you:

I hope that all of us moms support each other no matter the circumstances, no matter the situations, no matter the differences among us. Support is the greatest gift we can give to each other as parents. We all need it. We are all struggling with something. Lift each other up, and let’s all raise our kids to do the same.

I hope that you’re trying do your best and staying confident in what you’re doing. No matter what your mom, or sister, or the internet tell you you’re supposed to do, if you are doing YOUR best, you got this. You are awesome. If you’re not, you can turn it all around. Fix it fast and most of that guilt and questioning yourself will go away. I promise.

I hope that you know you are beautiful, and worthy, and fantastic. No matter what your physical appearance is, no matter how many more wrinkles are on your face this birthday compared to the last, no matter if you’re “put together” or a “hot mess,” remember that you HAVE A FREAKING KID (or two or three or more). No, you don’t look 16 anymore. No, you probably don’t have a six pack. No, you may not wear makeup every day and you have spaghetti sauce on a shirt you haven’t had a chance to change out of yet. Whatever! YOU HAVE KIDS. Your commitment to keeping your kids alive and happy every second of the day DOES affect the time you have for yourself. That’s OK! That’s the job!

Finally, I hope you’ll be nice. PLEASE! Please, be nice. You don’t know what someone else is going through. Be a friend, be helpful. Drop the judgements and the high flatulent attitudes and just pass on what you’ve learned on this journey of parenthood.  You know stuff. Stuff people could use! Don’t hold it in and use it for judgment fuel. Give it out, respectfully, and see how everything changes.

I’ve appreciated the positive comments I’ve gotten on my posts – these include the ones agreeing with me and disagreeing with me. Thank you so much. Your advice and guidance has been a help to me and my family.

I wish nothing but the best for you all and for your families.

xoxo,

Erin of Diaper Duty

 

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Great Mom One-Liners

Written by Erin Hill. Posted in Diaper Duty

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There are things our mothers say that we laugh off, scream at, cry about, and, admit it, roll our eyes at. Then, there are the things we inevitably repeat to our children.

Passed down through generations in many families are the classics like “because I said so” and “if everyone jumped off a bridge would you?” My mom, though, had her own way with words. I’m sure yours did, too. I use some of my favorites constantly:

  • "Let’s open a window in here and let the sickies out.”
  • "I'm going to give you to the garbage men." When we weren't feeling good.
  • “Just do it, and then you’ll do it, and it’ll get done.” *Personal favorite of mine that I use for motivation.
  • “Boogies” and “Bloopers"
  • “I’m the mother!”
  • “You’d better be outta that bed!”
  • “So help me….”
  • And one I stole from my childhood BFF’s southern mom (yes, complete with the accent and the use of her name) “Rachel, you’re driving me to drink!”

There’s more, I’m sure. I probably say bunches of her phrases without even noticing or remembering she said them.

What did/does your mom say that you’ve recycled for your own needs with your family?

Oh, and…

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Would you defend your baby against a bully?

Written by Erin Hill. Posted in Diaper Duty

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Last night I was witness to the first (I assume) bullying my daughter has ever had to encounter. It was uncomfortable, sad, and infuriating.

The bully was about seven years old and my daughter is -- 17 months old. Yes, a SEVEN YEAR OLD was picking on a baby (toddler if you want to get technical about it).

I first blew it off because it’s so ridiculous (right?), but he wouldn’t stop.

He was calling out to her.

“Hey you baby. You’re a BOY. You’re a BOY. Little BOY.”

I thought that he was just confused. Perhaps confusing my daughter in all pink with a pigtail on top of her head for a boy. That’s cool. It’s happens. My son had long hair until her was two and got plenty of compliments on what a pretty little girl her was. I’m not new to this.

But, things got offensive and uncomfortable. Like, seriously. Commenting on her skin color and such. I’m not going to go in to detail on that.

Did I mention he was SEVEN and she’s A FRIGGIN’ BABY!?

We were in a store, and I was desperately wanting someone (his parents, perhaps?) to help me. “Shut that kid up!” I kept thinking. The little girl he was with kept telling him to stop and saying he was being mean. Thanks, little girl.

A store clerk came over and told the kid to behave. He was also throwing shoes into the cashier area and much too old to be corralled in the play area he was shouting from.

Reagan just kept looking at him. Of course, she had no idea. I was also on the edge of saying something to him, but didn’t want to feed the fire. I had told him earlier she was girl when I thought he was confused, and he fire back, “Na uh. She’s a BOY.”

Like I said, he was in a tiny play area with another girl close to his age and a two year old. There were three adults on their phones in the corner of the store near by this space. They were doing nothing – not even shopping.

I never reacted. I never said anything. My hearts was pounding, my eyes welling up with tears of frustration, and I was pissed. I wanted to tell him to shut up. I wanted to scream at him. I wanted to smack his parents who obviously weren't paying attention to him or the employees who were trying to calm him down. I also wanted to hug him because I felt bad for him.

I checked out. I left. I felt bad I didn’t defend Reagan. I don’t care if people think she’s a boy, but he meant it to be mean.

What was I going to do, though? I’m 34. What would I say to that kid who obviously wasn’t shutting up for anyone?

What would you have done?

 

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Really? Sick again? REALLY?!

Written by Erin Hill. Posted in Diaper Duty

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It’s been one thing after another with Reagan these last few months.

She’s has had a cold, then a fever, then a yeast infection, then a boil on her privates (yes, that’s what I said), then a cold again. Honestly, when will it end!

I know it happens to everyone; Times when it seems like everyone is sick. In this case, it’s just one little 16-month-old who’s taking the hits. Poor girl.

I’ve actually been scared of the next day for fear that my girl will have something else going on. Through it all, she’s been so great. I repeat “this too shall pass,” and the repeat it again…and again. I'm waiting...

What do you do to keep sane when illness is running thought your house or with one kid? It’s so hard not to go crazy, isn’t it!?

 

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Do you have kids?

Written by Erin Hill. Posted in Diaper Duty

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When did this become an unwelcome question?

Answers range from “yes” to “NO! I HATE KIDS!” and those in between are, well, awkward to say the least.

I always get to this question. Always. Even before I had kids. To get to know a person, you ask about them. What do you do? Where are you from? Do you have kids?

Lately, though, I feel like this is an immediate “eye-roller” question.

No, it’s not an excuse for me to talk about my kids. I literally want to know if you have kids, their names, etc. If you don’t have kids, cool. Now I know, and we move on getting to know each other more.

I don’t know what people are thinking when I ask and they answer strangely.

Do you ask people if they have kids? Do you ever get a weird response?

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