Saturday, November 25, 2017

Tis The Season For My Favorite Christmas Albums


Martina McBride – White Christmas

Martina McBride White Christmas CD
Let it Snow | Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas | Silver Bells | Hark! The Herald Angels Sing | Do You Hear What I Hear | I’ll Be Home For Christmas | Winter Wonderland | O Come All Ye Faithful | Away In a Manager | Baby, It’s Cold Outside | Jingle Bells | White Christmas | Silent Night | The Christmas Song (Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire) | What Child is This | Oh Holy Night

Pentatonix – A Pentatonix Christmas

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O Come All Ye Faithful | God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen | White Christmas | I’ll Be Home for Christmas | Up on the Housetop | The Christmas Sing-a-long | Coventry Carol | Hallelujah | Coldest Winter | Good to Be Bad | Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays


I heard the Bells on Christmas Day | Angels We Have Heard on High | O Holy Night | Do You Hear What I Hear | Mary Did You Know | Winter Star | Hark The Herald Angels Sing | Away in a Manger | Low How a Rose E'er Blooming | Little Drummer Boy | Silent Night | Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas


It's Beginning to Look a lot Like Christmas | Santa Claus is Coming to Town | Jingle Bells | White Christmas | All I Want For Christmas is You | Holly Jolly Christmas | Santa Baby | Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas | Christmas (Baby Please Come Home) | Silent Night | Blue Christmas | Cold December Night | I'll be Home for Christmas | Ave Maria | Feliz Navidad

Wednesday, November 15, 2017

I Am The World's Okayest Mom

We are coming into the dreaded holiday season where people mainlining pumpkin spice and holiday cheer and I can already feel my heart rate rising and the hairs on the back of my neck bristling. My Facebook feed is flooded with mostly humble braggy "thankful" posts from people who normally complain about everything - even the weather - on an hourly basis, mixed in with hundreds of (supposedly) unbelievably easy and adorable crafts to make between now and Christmas.

Luckily, I am able to skip right by those posts and tune out the moms at the playdates who are already worrying about how quickly their newest Easy Peasy Life Scheduling Apps are filling up with holiday parties, photo shoots, shopping lists, visits with the in-laws, gift exchanges, private visits to Santa, and more wedged in between the usual volleyball practice, music lessons, chess club, and private tutor sessions.  Since I don't give a crap about most of that stuff, I just smile and say, "Man, that sure makes me glad that my boys just want clothes and cash for Christmas.  No one has invited me to a cookie exchange in years, and I don't put out big family holiday cards".

When I see the horrified expressions on these mom's faces illuminated in the glowing display of their cell phones, I just remind myself that I am an OK mom, and there is nothing wrong with that.  

There is a lot of pressure to be the World's Best Mom. Both from the outside world and from inside my tiny brain. Everywhere I look, I am bombarded with commercials for crap my kids don't need and holiday traditions I must start and food I must bake and then consume in mass quantities. There is an overwhelming feeling to make everything magical and amazing and special and unique and memorable and awe-inspiring or else I'm not a good mom. But you know what I realized a few years ago? I didn't have to listen to those commercials or my tiny brain. I could ignore it all.

That's right!  I don't aspire to be the worlds greatest mom.  I don't even try.

I am perfectly fine being the worlds okayest mom, and no one's childhood is going to be ruined because of it.

And it's not just this time of year that I feel this way. It's all year round that I hold that badge of honor proudly. I don't celebrate half birthdays (I celebrate the actual day, you can't get two parties out of me) or spend my weekends constructing the most kick ass diorama anyone in the eighth grade has ever seen (I wasn't good at those when I was in eighth grade, my kid has a better chance at an "A" making it by himself) or baking anything my family would enjoy eating. I don't make festive fall scarecrows to pose on our front porch (hay makes me sneeze) or get up to watch the sun rise with my kids (do you have any idea what time the sun rises??). 

Just because I don't do this stuff, doesn't mean I love my kids any less.

I don't live in a fog of mom guilt where I worry if I'm screwing up my kids. They know I love them and that's what is most important. I have to let them make mistakes and learn from them. I have to take care of more than just their happiness. The way I see it is, it's pretty hard to screw up your kids. As long as you're not abusing or neglecting your kids, you're probably doing OK. As moms, we have to let that guilt go. We have to stop worrying so much about our parenting and second guessing ourselves and judging ourselves. Our kids are happy if we're happy and I don't see how we can be happy if we're letting the mom guilt get us down. We can't worry about the kids or the husband or the house at the expense of us. Let's face it, we're the glue that holds this family together and if we start losing it, everyone is going to lose it. We have to give ourselves a break and say, "Today being the Okayest Mom will do."

It doesn't always have to be perfect. You can throw out the schedule and the menu plan and the vacuuming and just talk with your kids (better yet, watch a basketball game with them) or help them with their chores or their homework.

During this ridiculously festive and overbearing season, let's put aside our guilt for a day and just embrace our Okayestness (hey, if I'm making up words, I might as well go for broke) and just slow down and breathe and be. I don't know about you, but I'm going to relax and enjoy this time of year and not worry about hitting every item on the holiday to-do list or concentrate on "making memories" with my kids. My guess is, if I just slow down and spend time with the ones I'm truly grateful for, those memories will make themselves. They may not be the best, but OK, is fine by me.


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