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Erin and her son Lincoln

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My baby is one - My sunshine in a gloomy year

Written by Erin Hill. Posted in Diaper Duty

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My sweet baby Reagan is one! Where did this year go?

In a year filled with stress, family turmoil, a car accident, and the death of my father-in-law, Reagan was our sunshine – a shining light through some dark clouds. I truly believe she was given to us to get us through this year with smiles still on our faces. She’s literally been an example that life goes on.

When bad things happened before I had kids, I often got sad or frustrated far longer than maybe I should have. I often felt hope was lost when one little thing would go wrong (thanks Type A personality). With the kids, though, I know that we just move on and that they are the reason that has to happen. They are the bright side.

As my possibly last baby grows, I’m reminded that things don’t last – both good and bad. Everything ends. I love to watch her and take in what she exploring and learning that second. She loves to play with her kitchen and “make soup.” Stirring and stirring a wooden spoon in a little wooden red toy pot is just about the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.

I’m lucky I stop and watch my kids. I’m lucky I remember to. I look. I listen. Even in the busiest of times or a stressful moment, I see them. We’re always told (over and over) that our time with our children goes fast. It does, but one the most important thing we can do with these fleeting moments is be in them.

Happy birthday, Reagan, and Happy Thanksgiving to all of you.

 

 

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Establishing a bed time for an older child

Written by Erin Hill. Posted in Diaper Duty

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My kids don’t have bedtimes. I’ve respected the fact that Lincoln is a night person. As a fellow night person, I know how horrible it is to lay in your bed at 8 and count the hours until you fall asleep. Reagan puts herself to bed at 9:30 every single night. How nice of her!

We’re all in bed by 11. Linc has never really had a problem waking up or at school with this routine so we’ve seen no reason to change it.

However, lately, I’ve been feeling kinda ripped off.

I don’t get to do things “after the kids go to sleep,” including one of the big things I miss -- alone time with my husband.

I kinda wish I had some of that time, but, when wrestling with having time as a family vs. having time as a couple, family time (and late nights) always win.

I’ve been thinking of my options, but I was just wondering if anyone else has had to establish a bed time with an almost five year old. Were you successful? How?

 

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Date with a Man Who Wasn't my Husband

Written by Erin Hill. Posted in Diaper Duty

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I finally got a date night, y’all. It’s been so long, and I was really missing my man – my son!

Lincoln and I had a surprise date after a birthday party we were supposed to go to was canceled, and it was so fun! (Reagan had a fever and was home with daddy.)

It’s been so long since it’s just been me and my boy out on the town. We talked, laughed, hugged, and kissed all without that baby interrupting. (Disclaimer: I LOVE my baby, but sometimes, you know, you just miss giving all your attention to the first born.)

ANYWAY! We had a great time. I miss being with Lincoln alone a lot. We used to do everything together alone, and he was my buddy.

He’s still my buddy, of course, but my time and attention is divided (and not equally). Most of my attention is on Reagan. She’s a baby after all. Linc is almost five and great at doing things on his own. Also, my husband “steals” Lincoln because (I think) he’s afraid of Reagan.

I’m glad we had our time together and hope to do it more often. When Reagan gets bigger, we’ll have some date time, too.

Do you go on date with your kids individually?

 

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Surprise! I can read mom!

Written by Erin Hill. Posted in Diaper Duty

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Like every parent, I’m constantly surprise and taken off guard by my kids.

One day, Reagan can’t stand. The next, she can. Next week, I expect her to take off on those little feet of hers.

Lincoln is just amazing. His brain is growing a million times over every day. On Tuesday, he read me book.

READ ME A BOOK! (He's four.)

In September, I enrolled him in a phonics program at his daycare where he visits a special teacher for 20 minutes three times a week, and he can read a dang book now!

I’m not sure when kids are supposed to start reading. I assume in kindergarten the foundation is laid? Maybe not? Really, I don’t know. I put no pressure on him to read. He picked the class himself, and I couldn’t be prouder. One thing I’d secretly like him to be is a reader. I am not. (Say again? A writer who isn’t a reader? THAT’S RIGHT!) People who read seem so fancy and super smart to me. I’d love to tell someone I read the book they’re talking about, but then, well, I’d have to read the book. Not gonna happen. I’m OK with that.

Anyway, my boy can read!

What crazy cool thing has your kids done lately that’s surprised you?! Come on and brag!

 

 

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Second-Hand Goodies

Written by Erin Hill. Posted in Diaper Duty

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I LOVE hand-me-downs for the kids.

I’ve accepted clothes, toys, gear, gadgets, and everything in between. I ain’t shy about it either.

"Erin, do you want a bag of…"

YESSSSSSSS I DO!

These gently-loved things have helped us immensely – way more than I even thought they would. Clothes have been especially wonderful and much appreciated. It's a win/win situation when you think about it. They help me keep the kids looking fancy, and I help them get rid of that clutter. We all know that's a doozy!

These kids of ours go up sizes out of nowhere. Am I right? Lincoln will be looking good in his 4Ts, and SURPRISE his belly is poking out, and he’s prepared for a flood in the t-shirt and pants that fit him so well last week. (Maybe I’m not good with laundry?) Babies like Reagan expand and lengthen at such epic rates I don’t realize it until her socks are popping off.

It’s so nice to have my “stash.” Thanks to my friends, we have wonderful clothes to grab from until mama can get to Kohl’s, if needed. (I love Kohl’s.) My stash has also saved me every picture day. Every.single.one. Apparently, my friends’ kids go to fancier places that mine do. I’ve always got a nice sweater vest, Polo khakis, adorable, frilly dresses, and dress shoes of varying sizes and colors to pick from. Thanks, everyone!

I also share the wealth and preach the amazing-ness of the hand-me-down. Take it! Take it all!

Do you accept things second-hand? What won’t you take? (I don’t take underwear.)

 

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