Baby Nightmares

From the time our daughter was born until her two-year birthday, I never understood toddler dreams that resort in screams and tears. Their little minds haven't been exposed to enough to have "bad dreams," so what scares them at night? Dreams of an empty bottle? Cold milk or formula? Maybe a stinky diaper?!

As I rushed into our daughter's room at 3am this morning, following terrified screams, she sat wide-eyed but still sound asleep yelling again and again, "Mommy pop-pop." I could not help but fight back laughter as I confirmed what her horrible dreams entailed. She was having a nightmare about not being given another lollipop yesterday. She calls them pop-pop.  Given occasional treats for helping or good behavior is her reward, and sometimes when she's finished one treat -- as is the case with many children -- she insists on another. As I picked her up from her bed, she looked at me in dismay, and in the sweetest voice said, "Mommy, I need pop-pop." I calmly let her know that it's still night time and maybe tomorrow she can have a lollipop. She rolled over and was sound asleep.

I've read that kids have nightmares any time there's a change in routine, varied sleep schedule, stress, or simply anxiety about something in the child's day-to-day activities. Although her nightmares are rare, her sleep has been varied lately with travel, events, and all the hustle and bustle of the holidays. I'm hoping that despite how funny a lollipop nightmare sounds, that returning to her normal sleep schedule will remedy the drama.

-Leslie Osmond

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Energizer Baby

My little Energizer Bunny runs me ragged. Trying to keep up with a high-energy child wears me out long before she's worn out. My mom tells me, "Take her outside and let her get some fresh air and run around to tire her out." Really?! We were outside for two hours running sprints uphill, then pretended to feed birds and squirrels berries, and the only person pooped is me.

Children grow extremely fast and with each new word, jump, and action she accomplishes, she impresses both herself and me. I'm extremely proud of the evolution, and with each boost of confidence, she expands her learning. Although a high energy child can be exhausting, a great way to wind them down is an introduction to sports, and brain teasing activities, toys and gadgets...or at least it's worth a try. If not, you'll both keep going, and going, and going! Enjoy your weekend.

-Leslie Osmond

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Psycho Sitter

So I was in process of interviewing a new babysitter for the days I have meetings or I'm simply running errands. The one I previously used has an issue with punctuality, and although I tried to overlook that issue because Layla loves her to death and she's really good with her, it's gotten to the point where I'm tired of scheduling her 30 minutes before we actually need her, just so she'll arrive on time. 


As I carefully examine the Care.com profiles and narrow down three prospects that may be a good fit based upon their provided details, I sent messages to all. The first gal to call is a new mom, also now a stay-at-home with a three-month-old. I thought I'd try something new, as she indicated in her profile that she would have to bring her daughter with her. I figured it would be good company for Layla, and I understand that it's difficult for many families to survive on one income as well as not wanting to leave your newborn in the care of strangers. Hiring her could work out and Layla could have a playmate, and if not, on to the next candidate.  

The gal shows up for the interview with her baby, and I'm not feeling her. I know I shouldn't judge a book by its cover, but her profile picture was extremely deceptive in comparison to her rough in-person appearance. Also, my instincts screamed "Oh Hell NO!" and they're usually right when it comes to people. But, I was willing to see the interview out, since she drove all the way to my home. Future babysitters/nannies of America, here's my top six reasons not to get hired.

1. Trying to renegotiate pay - After immediately walking through our front door, you try to renegotiate a higher rate.  Not happening! Strike one.
2. You don't like kids?! - Following the awkward pay discussion, I try to lighten the mood with some small talk and ask if her infant is an only child. Responding with "She's definitely the one and only and I'm never having a kid again!" is not the best way to answer. Now, I totally understand the feeling and get it. One child is hard work, let alone multiple. I've made similar comments on occasion, but I'm not interviewing for a babysitting job where my tone basically emphasizes that I hate kids! Wow! Strike two.
3. Fired from your last daycare job - Telling me you were fired from your last "corporate" daycare position because you weren't cut out for corporate daycare is a ridiculous answer. When I probe for more information and you tell me that your classroom was the noisiest and you weren't able to control the volume of "20 little heathens," I could see why it resulted in termination.  What's most disturbing is her profile lists a BS in Child Development. Would that be a Bachelor of Science, or do I call BS?! Strike three.
4. Fired from another daycare job - As if the last one wasn't bad enough, telling me you were fired from yet another daycare position, before the last one, is just downright stupid. Describing that you took several children on a field trip, and because they wouldn't quiet down, you screamed "Shut up" at the top of your lungs, resulting in your coworker reporting you IS a fireable offense honey. And p.s. why on earth would you tell me these stories? Wait. Maybe I should let her renegotiate pay for an increase! And just when you think it couldn't get any worse, it gets better...
5. Anxiety - Justifying that you had to shout shut up at the top your lungs, or else you would've had an anxiety attack because you suffer from anxiety, does absolutely nothing but make me think the following:
6. Meds - Because you suffer from anxiety, I can only assume that you are on meds because of it. Thanks, but no thanks nut job. I've watched The Hand That Rocks The Cradle. I'll pass.

-Leslie Osmond

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Meltdowns: Child & Parent

When your child is screaming at the top of their lungs because he or she doesn't get what they want, it's tough trying to prevent or end their meltdown, but even harder keeping yourself from having one.

Tantrums seem to be more of a power struggle than anything else, and given there's limitation on how much a two year old can verbalize, lashing out and screaming is their way of communicating frustration.  And while I have some tactics that work (they don't always work), I've talked with many parents who've confided that after their own sadness, anxiety, and then ultimately yelling at their child, they've locked themselves into the bathroom for a good cry. I'm no stranger to giving myself and daughter a timeout at the same time, I ultimately believe there's nothing wrong with putting your child in their crib to cry it out, so that you can go cry it out as well. Get yourself together without your child seeing it. We're human, and parents don't always have the answers. Managing tantrums is no easy feat, but here are some of the tactics I've found successful:

• Ignore It - Although this can be hard, especially when your child is screaming at the top of their lungs and all you want is some peace and quiet, giving your child some space and ignoring the bad behavior is a way for them to reflect and realize that maybe it doesn't bother mommy and daddy as much as I thought. Watch how easily the bad behavior can dissipate. 
• Give Your Child Some Space - This goes hand-in-hand with the aforementioned. Giving both yourself and child a time out by sitting them in their crib or a safe area until they calm down is a great way for you both to de-stress. 
• Distraction - The art of distraction is key to averting bad behavior. As they begin to exhibit bad behavior, show them a toy, turn on the tv or simply make up something to capture their attention. Tell them you thought you heard an airplane in the sky and walk outside to look and see if there's a bird, a plane, or anything in the sky to avert their behavior! It works like a charm. 
• Discipline - This goes without saying, but when your child has a meltdown, make sure there are boundaries in place to try and regulate their behavior.
• Food, Rest & Relaxation - This is something that can benefit all parties. A delicious big meal is a great way to nourish the body and mind, and a full belly many times leads to a desire to rest and relax. There's nothing like a good meal to prompt nap-time. 

-Leslie Osmond

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Autumn Is In The Air

It was complete pandemonium. The anticipated 300,000 Kansas City Royals fans turned into over 500,000 strong in downtown KC to celebrate the World Series win. As I gazed at my family in their Royals gear, I couldn't feel more at home in this new city after moving here from Denver less than a year ago. I thought I'd miss the mountains and gorgeous autumn leaves changing color, but as the fall season is here with trees three times the size of those in Colorado changing with the season, I can't hide my excitement as my daughter is now old enough to enjoy all of the season's joyous occasions. And although it's technically not her first holiday season, it'll be the first that she remembers.

As I rake the fallen leaves in the yard, Layla runs through the piles, the sun beams down, birds are chirping, and I'm soaking up the gorgeous 70 degree weather we've been basking in this November. I absolutely love fall; the sights and sounds; football; apple cider and shopping that goes along with it. I'm not alone in my thinking, as I've befriended several new moms in my mommy meet-ups who are also transplants from neighboring states, and they share in their excitement of starting family traditions with their little one. You know you're getting old when you're thrilled about hitting the jackpot at an estate sale, where we hauled in quite a few Christmas decorations for a total of $20.00. I can't wait to decorate our first tree. I can't wait to watch football all day this year for Thanksgiving, then attending the 86th annual Plaza light show in preparation for Christmas. To see the excited look on our daughter's face as the entire town lights up is a thrill. I'm anxious to have her help decorate the tree, her first real experience with snow, baking cookies, and her reaction to seeing a real live Santa Clause. These are the priceless and precious moments a few years ago I never thought I'd look forward to, yet am thrilled in anticipation. Mommyhood is a wonderful thing, and although Christmas is still a few weeks away, it's November,  so we're officially allowed to talk about Christmas! Thank you to my readers and I look forward to sharing in your wonderful holiday moments and photos.

-Leslie Osmond

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Happy Halloween

Having an excuse to dress up in costume is always a blast. The best excuse is dressing up because your toddler is trick-or-treating for the first time. What's really great is a munchkin trick-or-treater to take to the office, as part of your costume prop, making a guest appearance to seal the deal for the costume contest victory! And yes. My husband will use all the leverage he can get!

In the weeks prior, my husband and I discussed that our first real Halloween with Layla is going to be fun, yet also a bummer because we turned down some of the year's most talked about Halloween parties. But as we put on our family costume and couldn't keep from laughing, we realized that no party could be as much fun as starting a family tradition. I'd have to say our daughter truly views us as "Heroes in a half shell," at least that's what I'd like to think.

Parents and and families be safe tonight. Have fun. And Happy Halloween.

-Leslie Osmond

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No Pain, No Gain

As I put my daughter to bed and finally got a chance to relax yesterday, I said to myself (something I never thought I'd say, or get accustomed to), "I can get used to this stay-at-home mom gig."

It takes a while, particularly for working women, to ease into being mommy when you've always been used to being independent. Having and making my own money was always of the utmost importance to me, and giving that up and that feeling of dependence is quite the change. Feeling as though you don't contribute enough financially, wears heavy on a woman that's never depended on another for things. And despite the reassurance from my husband that a woman's contribution in the household and most importantly, raising a child is of the utmost importance. But the truth of the matter is that when you're in a solid relationship and you have that influence and drive that complements your partner, then you're both winning, and your drive as an independent woman will hopefully push and motivate your partner in a positive direction.

I firmly believe a woman can either be a man's driving force, or she can hold him back. The saying "Behind every successful man is a great woman" holds true. It's important to encourage your partner to reach for the stars, especially when the financial burden now rests solely on one. And while I assure you readers that it would be much, much easier for me to return work than deal with the never-ending laundry, dirty diapers, crying, and sheer busy boredom, as the months from being in a traditional workforce pass by, I am beginning to be further removed from feeling guilty for not contributing financially, because as a family we are doing fantastic, and without the learning and growing pains, comes no gain.

I've talked about it before, but in a day and age when daycare costs are more than an average middle class salary, it's not worth it. The heart of the matter is that it can be rough not being able to return to work in the field you love. You miss the thrill, the people, the interaction. It's actually much easier to go back to work, yet the path I'm on and that many others have experienced is fruitful. Be happy with the cards you're dealt. Use your knowledge and skill to give ideas to your partner who is working his butt off to provide for the family. Your ideas and skill can encourage and uplift them and their career. You will find solace and feel a sense of achievement as your partner achieves success. Don't be the wife that hinders your spouse's (and ultimately the family's) success. Be a driving force of inspiration and encouragement. When you find happiness, everyone is happy. And a happy home is a home built with love and dreams that come true.

-Leslie Osmond

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World Series of Parenting

As the Kansas City Royals compete in game two of the World-Series against the New York Mets, I think about baseball's meaning behind the event. As Merriam-Webster dictionary defines: the annual championship of the major leagues; a contest or event that is the most important one of its kind. I find this definition synonymous to parenting. We frequently go to bat for our children. Sometimes we're lucky and hit a home run. Occasionally we are on base with how we want to raise them. Or we strike out. The part of the dictionary definition that resonated most with me is that this event -- this struggle for victory -- is the most important one of its kind.

Raising my daughter Layla, to be smart, outgoing, and successful, brings me great joy, and makes me feel I've done my job. Nothing makes me appreciate motherhood more than picking her up from a morning of "school" aka daycare, and she greets me with a full-on sprint, yelling "Mommy" with such excitement, that you'd think she doesn't spend 99% of her time with me. That sheer feeling of a little person wrapping their arms around your neck as you steal the little kisses from her tiny face, and that proud moment as the teachers advise that Layla had a busy and fun day, makes me very proud to be a mommy. I never thought I could love someone so much. As she climbs into her car seat and we get back into routine, I'm overjoyed as she tells me in her Minnie Mouse voice how her day went. Today is a really special day, as daddy scored a ticket to the World Series game this evening, so us girls have to plan something extra special.

Not that we don't get enough girl time, this evening is special because we are home alone without dad, so we have to plan a girls night of course. We're going to stay up late (for Layla that's 8:30), binge watching Little Einsteins, munching snacks in mommy and daddy's bed, and I've even allowed her to drink some caffeine free soda as a treat while. As Layla stood up proudly on the bed, bouncing around,  and singing and following along with the Little Einstein's instructions, I'm filled with such happiness.

As she finishes singing and dancing, she sits down and pulls the blanket up to cover her toes. As she starts to get comfortable, Layla quickly leaps up and in embarrassed and almost whispering fashion says, "Momma I potty." My poor little angel who is about 75% potty trained, had an accident in her undies. It's just my luck that it happened in my bed. But it's okay, and I reassure her it's okay, yet my heart goes out to that little voice, as she repeatedly said, "Sorry mommy. Sorry mommy." She's saying it as though she's in trouble, but more so doesn't want to go to bed. It's as if she knows she's up way too late and blew her chances of staying up longer. It's moments like this that make me appreciate my family. I love the joy that they bring. My little Layla fills me up with such happiness, joy, and love that words cannot describe how elated I feel that God blessed my husband and I with such a perfect child. World-Series? I would agree that parenting can be compared to the definition of baseball's World-Series, because it's an event that is the most important of its kind, and we intend to win.

-Leslie Osmond

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But My Baby Doll Did It!

Just when I think I have peace and quiet, and my daughter finally gave up fighting her nap, I hear, "MOMMMYYYYYYYYY!!!" I sprint upstairs, open her room door to be hit with a stench so strong it almost knocked me over. Why is this girl standing up, diaper half off with the most serious look on her face? Baby droppings are scattered around the room; poop streaked sheets and crib, and she has the nerve to hold up her poop smeared baby doll telling me with such conviction, "Baby pooped. Baby NO poop in potty" as though she's actually scolding her baby doll, then snitching on her for not using the potty and crapping everywhere! All I can think is, "FML!" Two loads of laundry later, (both) babies clean, and a good smelling munchkin back in bed, I think I need a drink!

Hey. It's happy hour somewhere in the world!

-Leslie Osmond

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Makeup Mama

That awkward moment when you hear "Look Mommy!" only to see your child smiling ear to ear wearing your SuperStay 24-hour bright red lipstick. How am I supposed to get that off of her face, especially when I struggle to remove it from my lips at the end of an evening?!! Better yet, we have errands to run today. What kind of mom strolls down the grocery aisles with a not even two year old that looks like she's ready for a night on the town, wearing her evening face?!!

Between holding back laughter and disbelief, and having to tackle her as she sprinted off so that I couldn't take it away, I managed to prevent her from touching the walls with those little red fingers. The next task is figuring out its removal, especially since I don't wear a lot of make-up, therefore don't carry make-up remover. Fortunately, I live for home remedies, and a little warm olive oil and brown sugar works like a charm. It's an excellent exfoliator as well. Happy Monday!

-Leslie Osmond

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Child Bribery

I'm not above bribing my child to get her to do something, especially if I don't have the energy or desire to fight a toddler on that particular day. I understand the mixed reviews about whether or not bribing a child is good, but all parents have or will at some point and time, do it. "If you clean your room, you'll get a treat" - or something like, "Here, you can play with my iPhone; I need to talk to daddy."

I use the term bribery loosely, and consider it more a reward and the art of negotiation. There are pros and cons to it. Rewards aka bribery can be used to encourage good behavior, as long as the reward is not used to stop bad behavior. If property used, both you and your child will reap its benefits. The distinction between "bad bribery" or rewarding bad behavior, is when a parent gives into the child while under duress. We've all been there. You're right in the middle of a tense situation. Your child is kicking and screaming, making a scene, so you promise them something you would never offer, except now you want them quiet. This form of bribery or negotiation gives power to the child. My daughter is no angel, and we've had our share of tantrums in public, but I've learned that if I promise her a treat or reward before the anticipated bad behavior, she's likelier to behave well. For instance, we traveled to Colorado this past week. I explained that we were going on an airplane where people have to sit and be nice, and only used inside voices, and no crying is allowed. I told her if she could do this, she would get a treat, along with seeing the grandparents. That incentive was enough for a great flight.

I believe the key to good behavior is acknowledging and rewarding it, rather than being manipulated and extorted by children. While I understand that all children are different, and parenting styles differ, parents, be kind to yourself and take note of what your child is doing, how you're reinforcing and establishing the behavior, and realize that child bribery is okay!

-OzzyMommy

"Freedom!!!"

In Mel Gibson's words during the final scene of Braveheart, "FREEDOM!!!" I couldn't help but have this feeling of euphoria the second our babysitter walked through the door today! I darted out of the house so fast, she probably thought I was crazy. Whew! I am free to enjoy an afternoon without crying, whining, the same word being repeated over and over and over again in a high pitched Minnie Mouse voice. I can breathe and simply do nothing.

Stay-at-home-parents -- hell all parents -- I know you can relate. We love our children but dammit if they don't drive us crazy sometimes! We've all had (or will at some point) experience that day when your head is about to explode because everything is going wrong. Your child is misbehaving and/or being ultra fussy or annoying while the house is a disaster but the last thing you want to do is clean. You have errands to run. You realize you're missing an ingredient for the dish you planned to cook for dinner, and now have to make an extra stop at the grocery store. Then on top of that, your phone won't stop ringing because the whole world all of a sudden needs you for something.  You've bribed your child with a treat to try to keep them quiet while you're on the phone for the tenth time (And yes, I'm not above bribing children.), but you look up, and to your shock and horror, your child  made such a mess that you're forced to give them another bath. The straw that breaks the camel's back is when you're bathing your child and think they're finally settling down, only to see they've just dropped two logs in the bathtub. FML!!! So now I'm bobbing for poop and have to add washing the tub to my list. Let's just say it was time to call in reinforcements! Thank goodness my babysitter was available to give me a break. "FREEDOM!!"

-OzzyMommy

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Death to Mickey

That awkward yet disturbingly funny moment, when you have to explain to your child that the mouse your cat killed outside and brought in, is NOT Mickey Mouse!

Parenting experiences can be disturbingly funny, especially as we evolve as first-time parents. I think all of us begin this quest in delicate fashion, starting with how gently we put on our infant's clothing for the first time, for fear of breaking a little finger or arm, to the amount of research we spend buying first items such as strollers, cribs, breast pumps, etc. We have sleepless nights about our baby's first fever, to worrying about our baby's stuffy nose, irregular sleep patterns, bowel movements, rash, poop texture and color, even though, Google gave us all the answers! Some of my most memorable parenting moments make me chuckle, and I hope all parents alike feel the same.

OzzyMommy

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Grandparent Detox Needed!

It's safe to say that we're experiencing another episode of grandparent withdrawal.  After countless hours of Oma & Opa's undivided attention coupled with new toys, clothes, and what seems to be a never-ending supply of treats for simply breathing, I'd say this dangerous love requires detox!

As our daughter had to be pried from the neck of Oma as she got into the car to leave, I knew that the day along with the next week or so would be challenging. I'm convinced grandparents plot to win grandchildren over with marathon games and tea parties,  swimming pool fun for hours, parks, slides, swings and cookies and treats that guarantee loyalty and affection. Perhaps someone should write a ten step program for how to wean your child back into reality, following grandparent visits!

Although my daughter gets a great deal of attention when it's just our immediate family, I have other tasks that require completion throughout the day. And while my daughter thinks that the endless fussing, whining, and crying post grandparent visit will convince me to forget all other tasks while I focus every ounce of attention to her, she is sadly mistaken. Reality must set in again. I understand her sadness, but I will be firm in getting her back on schedule, which will take a few days, and in the meantime, we're plotting a baby drive-by next year. Nothing says pay-back like dropping off your two-year old with the grandparents while we vacation for about a week! Then again (and knowing my mom), our daughter would never want to come home!

-OzzyMommy

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Mine, mine, mine!!!

For the first time today, I experienced an all-out, kicking and screaming, everyone's staring at me like I'm crazy temper tantrum from my 19 month old. Eeek was it embarrassing and I wanted to crawl under a table and hide! Our munchkin fusses and throws occasional tantrums, but this was one of those "legitimate" tantrums where I normally stare at other people in the store and wonder what made the child go off the deep end. Now I'm officially that mom too!

Our daughter is inching toward the terrible twos, and with it comes the latest of her milestones, the "Mine, mine, mine" phase.  Initially we thought it cute, but as the sassing begins, the little evil glares you get along with the "No Mine" comments, and the occasional testing us to see how we'll react when she hits, is making us reevaluate how to curb this behavior. While we understand most of it's just a phase, we're noticing that the key deterrent is acknowledging our disappointment and verbalizing that "Not sharing makes mommy very sad" or "We don't hit or push" and physically making a sad face works best for us. I never considered myself the type of mom that would use tactics like that, but our daughter is so intuitive that she'll feed off of our frustration, and use it to fuel more bad behavior. As such, the corny time-outs I used to joke about and considered lame parenting actually work for us! Nothing makes our little one more upset than disappointing us, but realizing that it's okay to make mistakes -- both child and parent -- enables fixing those mistakes and giving the child the steps to correct bad behavior much easier. Needless to say, I think she'll think twice about her actions today. And thank goodness nap time!

-OzzyMommy

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Toddlers Too Young for Sports?

What age is too early for a child to play sports?

We've all heard the controversies surrounding kids specializing in activities at a young age and some parents' outrage that sports for children should be fun rather than competitive. While I agree that there are some parent-athlete fanatics that are extreme, when watching my daughter mimic dancers and athletes on television, or when she tries to participate with kids at the park, I had to ask myself is it really so bad?  

In my opinion, there's a fine line between your child wanting to participate, and parents forcing their child (many whose kids are visibly NOT athletes) to engage in activities that become work, for the child. When chatting among adults, more and more are buying into the idea that the more sports activities their child is enrolled, the greater their chances at exposure and a scholarship for college, better yet, a professional career. While this drive for an advantage in later years to avoid paying outrageous college tuition rates is understandable, early involvement does not guarantee a competitive edge. The idea that if you get your kids' name out early enough, then the battle for scarce varsity spots is no competition. As a former athlete, I value the winner-takes-all mentality, but not at the expense of the child. When children are involved in activities too early because the parents forced or insisted they participate, rather than it being the child's joy and desire, that's when many children burn out or worse, they can themselves right before or at the peak of their careers. Furthermore, it doesn't guarantee future athletic success. Do I think children should be allowed to participate in sports early? Yes. But only if the child shows signs of interest. When you're forcing attendance, or they're no longer having fun, or you're having to hold them back a year for the competitive edge, that activity is probably not for them. Physical education and activities are a great thing, just make sure that at an early age, your child enjoys it.

-OzzyMommy

Things Just Got Real

The realization that grandma and grandpa had to go back  home, and your child thinks the 24/7 undivided attention she received, is going to continue. HELP!!!

As a stay-at-home mom, I'm at home with my daughter 24/7, but obviously, there are other tasks around the house that require attention. So having my parents aka Oma and Opa in town, makes things much easier and manageable. As our little one is showered with gifts, cuddled, and her every peep answered, she enjoyed a week of fun in the sun swimming at all hours of the day, she "cooked" for us, sang songs non-stop, and the list goes on. As I got home from running errands the other day, the smirk on her pizza covered face was hilarious, as she exclaimed, "Momma. Pizza! Pizza! (in her best Little Caesars commercial voice)." She was in heaven and loved every moment of it.

Needless to say, we are back to reality. It was heart-breaking that I had to pry her little fingers from the clutches of Oma, as she cried endless crocodile tears when realizing the grandparents were leaving. It was so sad, but I think after their departure just three hours ago, I miss them just as much. My little terror -- I mean angel of a daughter -- is certainly a handful today.  The key is standing your ground in order to get kids back on schedule, in an effort to retrain them to entertain themselves during the times parents complete chores, and also for our sanity. She's a great little girl, but she definitely knows how to work us all. Fortunately, we won't have to entertain next time, and will have the opportunity to visit Oma & Opa in September. Whew!

-OzzyMommy

Only Child: Spoiled, Selfish and Lonely?

"Call me selfish but, as the mother of one child, I enjoy more time, energy and resources than I would if I had more children. And it is hard to imagine that this isn't better for my family as well as for me," writes Lauren Sandler, author of One and Only: The Freedom of Having an Only Child and the Joy of Being One. I could not agree more. And while I am not an only child, why should I feel guilty for wanting an only child? I'm proud to say that my daughter has plenty interaction with other children, so I am not concerned about her being lonely, not-to-mention, she gets an enormous amount of undivided attention that children with siblings crave. And despite the societal pressures to have more than one child, today's parents are waiting longer and having fewer children, and one out of five families has an only child. Given the figures, I'd have to argue that only children aren't so bad, and there are many studies to prove it.

As my husband and I were thinking about our friends and how many of those are only children, it's interesting to see that most of our well to-do friends are in fact, only children from excellent backgrounds. Their parents were career-driven and college-educated, and their child has excelled in career as well. So the contention that only children are lonely, spoiled, and selfish is rather interesting, and while I've heard from some that they wished they had a sibling, those very same kids indicated that it was great not having the competitive clash many siblings experience. The notion that only children are selfish and spoiled is also interesting, because while others may hold that opinion of only children, studies indicate they're no more self-involved than many other children, and only children tend to have higher self-esteem, demonstrate higher intelligence and achievements (both personally and career) because parents devote more attention, time and money to them. What is more, my husband and I began to notice that among his wealthy clients, those with the most money have one kid; none of the millionaires have more than two children, but the uber wealthy have one child. Now I'm not saying there's a science behind this, but it's an interesting trend we've noticed, and we figure if we're going to get on their level, maybe our rationale of being selfish one child parents, isn't so bad!

So to address the negative assumptions and the conversations I've had with moms around the neighborhood and at play-dates, yes, my husband and I are being selfish, for all of the above reasons. Call us terrible parents, but if you ask me, "Why wouldn't you want to have another baby? Why deprive Layla of a sibling she can grow up with?" It's because we love our current lifestyle, and we're being smart and realistic about what we want for our future, and our future is different than what other parents want in theirs. In a time when many adults can't support themselves on their income, let alone a significant other, bringing a child or two or more into the world is ludicrous, especially if it's just because the general population insists. But even with the financial means, my husband and I made the conscious choice (at least for now) to have one child. Is it because we're selfish? Yes. Is it because we believe you only live once, we love date nights, travelling, dining out, and there's so much more we want to do, see, and enjoy as a family? Yes. Is it because the cost of raising one child to age 18 is approximately $305,000 according to the US Dept. of Agriculture, and that's not including college? You bet your ass! I'm not judging people for having more than one child, that's your prerogative. But to us, having an only child means freedom. Freedom to focus all of our attention at overflowing our only daughter with the utmost love, and having that love reciprocated. Seeing that twinkle in her eye knowing she's the most important little person to us, and she feels the same about us. The freedom to give her everything her heart desires, and our freedom to share in those experiences with her, unrestricted. I once heard that parents have the first child for themselves; the second child is for the first. I choose not to have a second child to fulfill breeding assignments. I rather live happily ever after with my husband and only child: spoiled, selfish and lonely!

-OzzyMommy

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Parent's Day Out

When I asked my husband to take off a little early this Friday for a parent day out and to "test out" daycare for our daughter, I was pleasantly surprised to find out that he took a half-day instead of a couple hours. On the agenda: lunch, exploring our new city and neighborhood, the casino and a movie.

I was ecstatic this morning, as I explained to little Layla that she was going to "school" today. But as we arrived at the daycare center, I was overwhelmed with nervousness and sadness. I don't know how I can go from sheer joy at the thought of freedom for a day, to having separation anxiety before entering the building! The facility instilled a great deal of trust when we toured, and the staff was exceptional, all credentialed and knowledgeable. I've heard stories of moms being more traumatized than the kid going to daycare, so as I went over the laundry list of things I felt the care providers needed to know (as if they don't know these things already), and told them to call me at any point, I pried Layla away from me kicking and screaming and told her goodbye. As I swallow the lump in my throat to avoid crying, the executive director followed me out to reassure that everything will be fine, and it's normal for first-timers to have this feeling. She advised I can call as many times as I want to check in, and to come by if I feel like it. After a few minutes of chatting, the admin staff member that initially took Layla and I back to the room, came to the front desk to advise that Layla was fine seconds after I left, and she's happily playing with a baby doll in a mini kitchen. At that moment I knew Layla was in good hands.

As I drove home a bit more relieved, I thought to myself, "What am I going to do all morning before Chris gets off work?" Well, I went for a 1.5 mile jog around the neighborhood and chatted with neighbors, and scoped a few garage sales. I took an uninterrupted shower, followed by a cup of coffee and breakfast on our deck that opens to the wooded area where you hear nothing but the light sounds of birds and nature...FREEDOM!!! I can get used to this.

-OzzyMommy

Kids Require Concessions, NOT at My Movie!

I can't stress enough the importance of having date night and some adult fun when raising children. It's necessary for your sanity and it gives you time to socialize with other adults, as well as miss your young ones. What I also cannot stress enough of, are parents that simply don't take into account the consideration of other adults that took the time to get a sitter, so that they can enjoy a tantrum free environment.

After a wonderful weekend, my husband and I were discussing that there should be a new set of parenting social rules plastered on a variety of public locales, warning parents not to impede on the adult time of others. You've heard me fuss about obnoxious crying kids at happy hour and romantic restaurants. Now hear me roar about my #1 pet peeve location: movie theaters. If the movie is not rated G or made for kids, don't bring your kid in my movie, because I promise you, they'll get the two cry rule, then I'm marching right down to management to have you and your kid(s) kicked out! If the movie is loud, scary and/or action packed where the sound nearly scares the kid half to death, that's not healthy. Not only that, if your kid cries more than once, odds are, everyone in the theater is thinking, "Get that kid out of here." Lord knows when we watched you walk in with the baby carrier we're dreading it and judging already.  I get it. You want to see the movie. Then either wait for it to come out on Redbox or hire a sitter, because if you're sitting in my theater and your kid cries more than once, I repeat, I'm having management kick you out! You have to make concessions when you have kids, just not in my movie!

-OzzyMommy

Moving With Kids

I thought vacationing with baby is difficult between packing for everyone, arranging nap time, feedings, and everything else. Boy oh boy try moving an entire house! As we began packing items from our temporary apartment to move into the home we just bought, I'm not sure if it's the shake-up in atmosphere that sparks baby's uneasiness and fussiness, but I've got my hands full. Fortunately, we hired movers, but I'm not sure they can keep up with my helpful busy bee. Although she has her moments of confusion, as though she's trying to figure out what is going on, she's also very curious. She is trying to push and pull boxes. She's helping carry items in the house, picking up trash and wiping clean items when she finds tissue or towels. It's the cutest thing I've seen, but boy is it a task trying to keep her out of the way of everyone. Although a move for kids can be disruptive, I've found a few tips to help make the transition easier.

1. Spread the move out over a few days. Some would disagree and say get it all out of the way, but that never happens, especially with baby in tow. We hired movers who packed and moved us, but there were still things that needed to be done around the old apartment. Trying to do that in one day is not only exhausting for parents, but more exhausting for baby. Try to spread the move out, to allow baby to get used to the new surroundings, gradually. 
2. Organize everything. I'm not keen on lists, but my husband sure is. Labeling boxes and making a list of tasks as either a to-do list or items you can delegate makes things much easier, and allows things to get done more efficiently and timely. This also ensures you don't forget anything. 
3. Enlist babysitters. Whether family, friends, or hired sitters, anything that will allows the freedom to get things done without interruption goes a long way, because anyone that's moved with toddlers knows that unpacking in 15 minute intervals is no bueno! Movers are helpful, but unpacking and positioning items exactly where you want them, requires a bit more time. My mom's visiting to allow me that extra time needed to unpack, organize, and she can spend quality time with the munchkin. Getting a place unpacked uninterrupted allows you to make that house a home.
4. Purge. This is probably my favorite, and my husband knows I cannot stand hoarding. I've certainly got a few items myself that could be tossed, but I'm no stranger to getting rid of junk, and if it's not junk and simply taking up space where useful items could rest, then I get rid of it.  My philosophy: If you haven't used it in the last 9 months; if you wouldn't notice that I threw it away or gave it to Goodwill; if it's collecting dust, then we don't need it. Have a garage sale, sell it on Craigslist, give it away, donate it, just don't take it with you to junk up the new home. 
5. Ask for help. This goes without explanation.
6. Allow your kid(s) to help. This is the best way to try and keep them out of the way. Give them a few markers to "label" i.e. draw on boxes, or a broom to sweep will keep them busy. Anything to keep them occupied, will help buy the little bit of time needed to get things done. 

Thanks for reading. 

-OzzyMommy

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Dr. Thanks For Nothing

I've been dealing with my kid's mustard yellow liquid diarrhea for five days. She's not running a fever, is in fairly normal spirits -- a bit moodier than normal -- but is eating okay and drinking lots of fluids. My concern is the fact that she's blasting through diaper, and outfit after outfit, five to six times a day, and that isn't normal.  Because I'm a firm believer in home remedies and building your immune system, and because my daughter isn't running a fever, I figured I'd wait it out. Since day five is here, I decided to get it checked out. What a waste of time, and money.

Nothing is more outrageous than a doctor charging $120+ for a sick visit, to tell me, what I just told her: my daughter has diarrhea, isn't running a fever and seems well hydrated. You don't have to be a rocket scientist or have a PhD to determine that. I believe in home remedies, and they've worked for me and my family for generations, and my husband's been a lot healthier and has become more of a believer in it as well. I believe doctor's visits should be reserved for absolute musts, such as extreme fever and symptoms, or required -- not recommended -- invasive procedures. I only feel the need to seek the advice of a doctor when none of my homeopathic remedies have worked, and as such, expect an answer (or at least try to give me one) without charging a premium for saying, "Drink lots more fluids, rest, and if it doesn't get better in a few days or worsens, then come back." WTF?! You charged me $120 for that?! I told you I've been doing that. All of those years in med school for that? It's no wonder so many people are taking to yearly fads to stay healthy. The Master Cleanse, gluten-free and the list goes on. With today's advances in technology, I'm highly disappointed at the way many health care professionals operate. It's like a factory assembly line; every person with similar symptoms gets the same treatment, and if you don't like it, come back and we'll bill you a few more hundred dollars to run extra tests, only to tell you the same thing. Wait it out. Thanks again Doctor...for nothing.

-OzzyMommy

Puke Happens

As my daughter gets fussier than normal in the back seat of the car, and my nerves are on edge because I can't understand why on earth she's being this ornery, I finally tell my husband I'm going to climb in back to keep her entertained until we get home. As I position myself to get over the middle console, vomit blows out of her face.

My heart breaks, and I feel guilty for initially being upset at her fussing, when in fact she was trying to express that she wasn't feeling well. As I try to wipe her clean a bit, and comfort her, she suddenly realizes that she smells and is drenched in chunks. I try to distract her to avoid noticing, when that little face looks up at me with crocodile tears, holds out her finger with puke on it and says in such utter disgust and horror, "Mommy yuckyeeeee!!!" I held back laughter because it was so cute but sad at the same time. My little princess realized -- to her horror -- that she feels icky, so much that she began sobbing and repeated over and over again, "Yucky." I tell her it's okay because we're almost home and can take a bath, and then I use a variety of distraction tactics to keep her mind occupied because God forbid she wants me to take her out of the car seat, causing vomit to come in contact with everything other than its strategically isolated car seat.

After her bath and a bite to eat, she snuggles up with me on the couch. She's been ill overnight, and I can't explain it, but the love you feel as you stroke your child's head because they're exhausted from a restless night, you're exhausted from a restless night, but you feel the love. You get joy from being able to get an hour of sleep only to have to repeat the same thing over again the next day.  It's truly a priceless feeling. As I continue to comfort her, I feel comfort and realize that, sick kids bring out the real mother in you.

-OzzyMommy

P.S. A helpful hint to get vomit out of furniture:  Use one part vinegar, one part water and some baking soda.

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Flunking Kids 4 Sports?

I was stunned to see this topic on the morning news. What a joke. A recent trend among parents is emerging, where some parents are delaying their child's enrollment into Kindergarten and/or holding the child back a year in school, in order for their young athlete to have a competitive advantage over the other athletes. Some parents say that it allows their child to be the star, and therefore provides a greater advantage for them to obtain a scholarship and/or become a professional athlete.

As a former athlete, I believe if your parent has to hold you back so that you can be one year older and better than the competition, then you sucked to begin with! And, your parent is an idiot for drumming up this idea of redshirting you. It's okay to suck as an athlete. Not everyone is athletic. But to the parent holding their kid back because they want them to have an advantage, your kid does have a gift. Perhaps sports isn't it. That's just my opinion, and raising kids today to be losers -- yes losers because they can't deal with true competition (in their same age bracket); learning that not everyone gets a trophy; not everyone is an athlete; everyone has a special gift, perhaps athleticism isn't it, is a part of life. We live in a society filled with kids entering the real world without accountability, where parents have made excuses for them their entire life, then wonder why they grow up to be failures. Parents, you're not doing your kids any favors redshirting them, because it will catch up sooner or later.  Being the older, bigger kid on the team because you were held back by your parents is not cool, and I am certain, hurts their self-esteem later in life. A true and stellar athlete plays up, not back. That's how it was when I participated, and that's how it's still today. Good athletes that are younger get to play up, and with the older kids, moving as a freshman participant to junior varsity or varsity. That's cool. Not the other way around!

As I am watching this special, they indicated that the kids that were redshirt are twice as likely to drop out of high school. That is an astounding statistic, but it also makes perfect sense given the blow to a child's ego. If you are the older bigger kid on the team (at least back in my day), we just assumed you flunked and that was not something to be proud of, regardless how good you were athletically. We actually excused a good athlete for losing to the older kid, because they had an unfair advantage. But even then, a true athlete beats out all the competition, same age and older. Shame on parents for messing up their child's social and educational opportunities by forcing them to live out some self-fulfilling athletic dream, and redshirting them to accomplish this. Good athletes are already crushing the competition in their current grade. I'm sure I'll receive some nasty emails from parents that disagree, but really think about it. If you're holding your kid back, in attempts for them to move forward, isn't that counterintuitive?! Good luck.

For more on this topic, view this video from Good Morning America.

-OzzyMommy

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Urine the Wrong

It never ceases to amaze me how some people will bug out over the dumbest things, yet if they put into perspective what they should be mad at, it may make them reconsider.

As I'm listening to a girlfriend vent about her Playa del Carmen swimming pool experience, I could relate to the instance she was talking about. The same thing happened to me when my infant was just eight months old. My daughter has always loved the water. She loves taking baths, swimming in pools and the ocean. So it's natural when your kid takes to the water, that you allow them to partake and enjoy as you do.

My girlfriend Kelly was at an all-inclusive resort with her family, and she and her six month old son were swimming along, enjoying the sun and sights. Her son giggled with excitement as the water splashed his face, when Kelly saw the glares of a few early to mid 20's guys sitting poolside. She wondered what their problem was, when she overheard one of them say to another, "That's nasty that she has a baby in here without a diaper. I sure hope it doesn't pee or poop." While I understand their concern -- more so Kelly's frustration with their mentality -- I told her that the best answer to these guys judging a mommy for swimming with her precious infant is, "Worry about the sloppy drunks pissing in the pool next to you! Yes. The one's who have been sitting at the swim up bar for hours and ironically haven't had to use the bathroom once!" It's rather interesting that they should notice and worry about the innocent and harmless baby pee comprised of breast milk and/or infant formula, versus the sloppy, sweaty adult man urine enclosing the very area they've been marinating! On that note, just keep swimming. Just keep swimming! One point Kelly, zero points fellas. Better luck next time.

-OzzyMommy

Mickey Mouse Watch Out!

I don't think I've witnessed anything more funny, than my 16 month old crying hysterically because she's upset that Mickey Mouse is dancing with Minnie. As I was washing dishes this afternoon, my little Layla went from yelling "No! No! Noooo!" at the television, to crying hysterically. I rushed to see what was going on, and we're not talking phony tears on her little face, we're talking major crocodile tears streaming like a waterfall. So as I finally realized that she was upset because Mickey Mouse was dancing with Minnie, I couldn't help but laugh and tell her, "Layla. Minnie and Mickey can dance together because they are friends. It's okay." So as I chuckled a bit more and was consoling her, I managed to tie this instance with the situations where she's upset at daddy for hugging me.

Our daughter is going through the toddler phase of attachment, where she refuses to let daddy close to mommy. I believe this in turn, is  how she viewed Mickey with Minnie. Every time he (daddy or Mickey Mouse) attempts to get close, our toddler gets so upset that she tries as far as physically pushing daddy away, or yelling to get her point across. I've heard stories of attachment personality growth phases, and children build such close bonds with the primary care-giver, that any outside interference to this attachment is met with resistance. We find it adorable and throughout these bonds and stages, she's learning trust, love, and autonomy. I can't wait for the next phase. Perhaps she'll get mad at Goofy!

-OzzyMommy

Tornado With Kids

Earlier this year my family moved from Denver, Colorado to Kansas City, which is located in Tornado Alley. As most parents, our child's safety comes first above all. So when the tornado siren went off this morning, I freaked out.

As my toddler innocently sat on the balcony, blowing bubbles and feeding make-belief snacks to her Doc McStuffins doll, she jumped up as the siren went off, thinking it was a fire truck. As I begin to wonder why there was no television warning, and I couldn't find any alerts online, plus the weather didn't seem tornado-like (not that I would know anyway), I called the city's  non-emergency line to confirm if this siren was in fact alerting us. The woman on the other end of the phone laughed and said this area rarely sees tornados, yet confirmed this was a tornado siren, but only for a monthly test they perform. Well thanks for the warning! I was about to go fallout shelter mode!!!

With all the natural disasters and tornadoes we've been hearing about in Texas and Oklahoma, my first instinct was to protect my daughter. After confirming all was safe, I called my husband at work and we shared a good laugh. What was most refreshing is knowing and reaffirming what my boss once expressed during my pregnancy. "Never underestimate the love a parent has for their child. You will never truly understand love, until you have a baby. You can love family members, a spouse and friends. But the love you have for your child cannot be described." She was right.

-OzzyMommy

Mothers Day

I thought I'd share the above because it certainly hit the nail on the head for me, and I want to thank my husband for accommodating the mommy wish list.

To all the moms out there, I hope you had a wonderful Mother's Day, to help make up for all the sleepless nights, stretch marks, and exhaustion. You are devoted to your craft, and I hope that you were able to thank your mom and appreciate the thanks from everyone around. My day was filled with love, rest and relaxation. Thank you for the warm wishes, and most of all, I thank my husband for making the day magical. Moms have the strength  of silent warriors, battling odds through difficult times, tears and the ups and downs. Most of all, moms experience the priceless happy moments, and in my eyes, moms are superheroes. May the rest of your year be filled with joy and unconditional love.

-OzzyMommy

Muddy the Waters a Bit

What ever happened to the days where rain enabled kids to play in puddles, make mud pies, and kids go outside and play until the sun goes down?

It's rained here a few days and is over 70 degrees, and immediately following rain, there's sunshine, the sounds of kids playing outside, the smell of barbecue, and all I can do is smile as I reminisce on the times I'd rush outside to bike through puddles with friends in the neighborhood, to chase the end of the rainbow, and I'd come home filthy!

Today I took our toddler outside to the playground, and while en route, her first instinct was to run through puddles. My initial thought was, "No way! You're too little and you'll get dirty." But I decided that's no fun, and let her merrily stomp through the water as we walked to the playground, and boy did she giggle with excitement as though it was the best thing in the world. Her joy melts my heart. As we approached the playground and she observed the muddy mulch, she wanted to explore its new texture. I lightened up because after all, that's what the bathtub is for.  I saw the much fun she was having, and how she self-entertained by making mud pies in various shapes and sizes. She wiggling her toes in the mud, and I couldn't help but think about how sad it is that many kids aren't allow these simple gestures because God forbid they get dirty. So many kids don't experience the joys we had as children, because times have changed so drastically that parents would rather their kid stay glued to the television and video game console, not getting any exercise or sunshine in an effort to remain clean. While my style of parenting may be completely different from some, I implore parents to let their child live a little.

My daughter loved playing in this yucky muck so much that she did not want to go inside. Not once did I have to participate. I simply sat back and read a book for two hours as she entertained herself; boy do I wish it would rain more often!  I also wish I could go back to the days when I was this young and didn't have a care in the world; where the only worry was if we had enough people to play kickball; where coming home dirty was just part of being an active kid. Needless to say, playing in muddy waters was so draining for her that following her bath, she's sound asleep and I will continue to read a few more chapters. Have a great weekend.


-OzzyMommy

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Baby Piercing: Cute or Cruel?

Babies are not personal property, and piercing a baby's ears is cruel and takes away the child's freedom to make this choice when they get older. These are some of the arguments from parents opposed to piercing a baby's ears. Many moms simply feel that "It's just not right." While I understand the concerns surrounding the decision, I ask, "What's it to you?!" I think it looks adorable, and apparently so do many other moms that have done it before and will continue doing it. I could also argue that it's better than forbidding it, because those strict parents we've all witnessed, who refuse to provide these freedoms to their kids, also end up with the 18-year-old that moves out of the house, and the first thing they do is get a piercing or tattoo! So which is better?! I think there's a fine line between one end of the spectrum and the other, but if there's no harm, then no foul.

I've gone back and forth in my mind, debating whether or not to pierce my daughter's ears following her two-year birthday. I've received mixed reviews, but have certainly seen more girl toddlers with pierced ears, than not. I have a number of girlfriends whose girls have pierced ears, and they say at this age they don't fidgit with them as opposed to when they get a few years older. I also had my ears pierced when I was approximately three. I cannot understand why there is a big debate.

As my daughter becomes more aware of me wearing jewelry and tries putting earrings on me, or hands them to me for pretend wear, I feel the overall notion of piercing a baby's ears is a matter of parental preference.

-OzzyMommy

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Just Saying No!

So my 16 month old's vocabulary continues to grow day-to-day. She's in that phase where she understands the meaning of words and comprehends instruction, but I was not prepared for the "no" phase of her talking. There are instances that are hilarious, but some of her new found defiance is driving me nuts!!! Because of her limited vocabulary, this is one of the reasons her reaction to many questions is no. So I've found several ways to help deter a "no" response, and I thought I'd share some of them as follows:

1. Limit your use of the word no so that your child avoids hearing and using it. Responding with no after your child says no is counterproductive, but I understand it's difficult sometimes to react differently, especially when you're frustrated and just want your child to calm down or take a nap. Respond to your child's "No," with something like, "Maybe tomorrow," or "Let's not play with our food, let's eat it,"or "The couch/bed is used to sit down on nicely. We don't jump on it." Explaining to them the reason is a good way to engage them, as well as make them understand.
2. Offer choices. If food is the dispute, offer an alternative that s/he may like. If it's clothing, provide an option as well so the child feels empowered and has a way to vocalize an answer other than no. For example, "Should we have hamburgers or hot dogs?" "Should we wear the blue outfit or the red one?"
3. Teach other responses. For example, "How do you say yes? Can you say yes?" 
4. Redirect. Distraction and redirecting is my go-to method for just about every tantrum or negative response. Toddler attention span is so short, that there are times my daughter will cry and yell "No" about something, that I simply point to the sky and say, "Did you see that bird fly by (even though there wasn't one)?!" Or "Look at those beautiful lights on the ceiling." She immediately forgets why she was crying, looks at the sky and will usually make a birdy "tweet" sound, or she'll ooh and aah about the lights. 

And of course, sometimes as parents we just have to stand our ground. Despite all best efforts to negotiate and keep it cool, we can't always give choices or satisfy the mood of our little one. When that occurs, simply ignore and do not acknowledge bad behavior. After a while -- and it may take a long while -- they will readjust. Have a great rest of the week.

-OzzyMommy

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Parenting Confessions - I'm Not So Sorry

Before I proceed with this blog, I say there is a fine line between being a party parent that refuses to let go of their childhood and doesn't spend quality time with their kid, versus the parent that still enjoys the social scene. We are the latter.

Parents know that raising a child is the most rewarding, but hardest job on earth. Between the power struggles, tantrums and overtime needed to level the playing field, my husband and I can't help but laugh about some of the fun and struggles we've experienced. I recently read an article entitled #SorryNotSorry Parenting Confessions, where parents negotiate a middle-ground between a battle with their child. With that said, my parenting confession is party nights in, versus out on the town.

I confess, my husband and I joke about the denial of having a baby and being parents when fun events approach because, "Damn! How are we going to attend that event now that we have a kid?! LOL" I mean let's be honest, a child completely alters how we spend every waking minute, especially days like today, Cinco de Mayo, or events like Kentucky Derby, fights nights like Mayweather vs Pacquaio, or even concerts and shows. Finding and dishing out $80-$120 for a babysitter on top of what we're already spending out on the town, is no bueno! We're young parents enjoying life to the fullest, and the joys brought with parenthood are an added bonus. However, to accommodate our lifestyle as new parents, we must modify our social life and circles so that we don't completely change the way we love to live and play, particularly because we are foodies and also love to entertain. Given there aren't many family friendly places that host events, we are 'those parents!'  We are those parents that will put together the tailgate party, fight night, barbecue and host dinner events despite kids in tow. I mean, sacrifices have to be made, and we're willing to party with you! We'll take one for the team, and that's our #SorryNotSorry!

-OzzyMommy

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Schools are Nuts

I'll say it. Fire all the nuts that implemented a peanut free rule. As a parent that grew up eating peanut butter in schools and at home (as I'm sure most of us parents are), I think its a load of nonsense to impose a universal policy as a result of a few. I am writing this blog in the wake of the recent lunch shaming incident, where a mother packed Oreo Cookies in her pre-school daughter's lunch, only to find the cookies returned with a nasty-gram from the school telling mom that they only allow healthy food items for the kids. This infuriates me, because as a mom constantly in a pinch to run errands, if I only had a few items to put in my daughter's lunchbox (i.e. before my grocery run to the store), then I would have done the same. I mean, I guess I could make her a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, except that nuts aren't allowed in most schools anymore either. So now because of other kids'  allergies, my daughter can't eat peanut products, and because more than half of America is overweight, my lean daughter (who could stand to put on a few pounds) also can't bring cookies?!! What a joke!

Why should other kids'  allergies and weight problems be mine? If schools are going to impose such strict requirements based upon a few, then the districts should provide the option of free lunch to everyone, so they can regiment what the child consumes. Odds are the allergic and overweight kids aren't eating all that healthy out of school, particularly if they have all these dietary restrictions, which I consider issues anyway. I'm no doctor but say the reason kids today have so many allergies is due to lack of exposure. I'm no parenting expert, but it annoys me when at the first sign of a kid not liking or perhaps having a less than great experience with something, "Maybe s/he's allergic." Well maybe as parents we should slowly introduce the food(s) to build immunity and tolerance, as opposed to allowing them to be allergic (yes I said allowing them to be allergic). If I left it up to doctors (many who love to diagnose something over nothing), my daughter would be allergic to peanuts, seafood, grass, pets, and lactose intolerant. Guess what? I slowly continued to introduce the items, and ironically she loves them all, eats them regularly, and what a miracle, she's no longer "allergic" to any of them. We live in a society where pills and allergy medications are handed out like candy, and quite frankly, it's the reason people are so unhealthy in America. It's nuts…actually I'm saying it's not nuts…you get what I'm saying!


Why should healthy and thin to average weight kids have to modify their diets and lunches to accommodate the unhealthy kids? Why should a staple like peanut butter and various other nut products, also considered the source of countless health benefits, be banned from schools on account of a few? It seems counterproductive. It's kind of like the overweight co-worker that tells everyone how much they workout and are dieting, but she never loses an ounce and you're certain the foods she brings to work aren't close to the calories she's packing on at home when no one is watching. Schools feeding into these "allergies" and accommodating the kids with countless dietary restrictions is harming them. How will we ever build up a tolerance and immunity to truly be healthy? How will kids experience diets that include an array of foods and flavors? Schools accommodating the few will not change what the child eats at home. Genetics play a part in health, but parents and lifestyle play an even bigger part. I can assure you that stopping the fat kids from eating a few cookies at school will have no bearing on the bags of chips, soda, and cookies they eat when the get home.  If schools will not offer free lunches to my child to ensure the meals I pack meet school standards to counter the ludicrous standards they have to accommodate the allergy ridden and overweight children, then I should be able to pack whatever the hell I want my child to eat. I'm paying for it. It's not my fault that some kids are overweight or in the school's terms, "unhealthy." It's not my fault that some kids have allergies. Call me insensitive, but I cannot for the life of me understand why an entire school chooses to modify such dietary standards for the few.

And with that, I'll digress and randomly say thank you to the few allergy ridden folks that ruined me getting free peanuts on the airplane! #OnlyinAmerica

-OzzyMommy

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