Selective Hearing

Who Me??

 

Now that I have come to terms with the fact that some of the chaos in my life will never end, four kids, a husband and a dog, I have to learn how to come to grips with it all!  Seriously, what was God thinking in not giving women the gift of selective hearing, or the ability to tune out everything around them at any given moment.  Sure I can try to convince myself and everyone else I have mastered these traits like many the males in my life have, but that would be a flat out lie.  The honest truth is you can only fill a glass with so much water before it overflows, and "not sweating the small stuff" as we like to say, is no longer an issue, not because I have chosen this, but due to the fact that everything else in my life is already spilling over.  I chuckle at my friends with two that stress about "normal" things their kids are experiencing like, not wanting to get dressed, being picky eaters, refusing to use the potty, or concerned they aren't having 2 instead of 6 bowel movements in a week, etc, while secretly I'm thinking, did Alexa wear clothes to school today, did Ayden eat his breakfast, have either one of them had a bowel movement in the last year?  I know this sounds crazy in the world of two, but this is what we in the world of four so close together, come to call "NORMAL!"  

My life example:  Asher playing in the toilet, eating off the floor and drawing all over my kitchen chairs is only the tip of the iceberg.  His latest and greatest is taking off all his clothes during nap time and peeing all over his crib.  I used to be able to "isolate" him to an area I would define as safe, but I am now lucky to get to him before his party begins!  I didn't think things could get any more interesting, (who am I kidding),  until I heard he and Andrew upstairs today shouting,"nakey time, nakey time."  As I rushed up the stairs telling myself all was ok, I rounded the corner to find Andrew naked in Asher's crib and Asher micro seconds from stripping himself of his last article of clothing, his poop filled diaper.  What I wasn't prepared for was what came next.  Guard down and feeling confident I had shattered this new found alliance I removed his diaper and reached for the wipes.  Just as I was turning back around, muttering something under my breath about about how angry I was,  I felt something wet hit my face, and mortified discovered Asher was INTENTIONALLY peeing all over the place.  Yes, laying down like a newborn infant he was deep belly laughing, and peeing.   The more flustered I got the harder he laughed, and yes, the more he peed.  This of course all occurred minutes before I needed to have the kids coats on and out the door to pick up Ayden from preschool.  

If it's not something as large as this, he's always into something small.  My little angel, and definitely a blessing, Asher has helped re-define my normal!  With his fiery temper and wildly curious spirit, I think I might finally get why we as mothers experience so much of the journey, on this roller coaster we call life.  

Comments

[Lori Rasmussen]

I woke up this morning feeling like a bag of rocks, heavy and burdened by a situation that is not going very far very fast. I pulled up your blog to set my mind and prayers on someone else and read about Asher peeing all over the place and laughed and laughed! I needed to laugh this morning and be reminded to put things in God's hands vs. my own. Thank you for taking the time to share your story. It touches the lives of many without you even knowing. Sooo... today, I just wanted to let you know.

Lori Rasmussen