I read recently that when a man gets married 1 hour of chores is eliminated from his weekly to do list.
Where did they go you ask....
Well when a woman gets married 7 hours of chores are added to her week.
Does that surprise anyone?
I wonder what her total goes up to when you add kids into her day. Could we even count how much time we spend working for our families?
That brings me to the next study I read. It calculated how much money a stay home mom would be making if there was someone out there crazy enough to pay her. Their average was about $117,000.00
I could live on that.
Plus think of the job security. These kids aren't going anywhere for a while.
I felt so lucky.
Lucky to be in the stay home mom category.
I may not be making anything in real money, but I get to be the one not getting paid for all I do all day.
It makes the 7 extra hours that my darling husband has thrown on me not seem so bad. He is out there working hard and doing a great job at it so I can stay home making nothing but memories.
I love this job.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Monday, May 19, 2008
"Mommy, hair off"
Why is it that some guys like girls with long hair, some with short. Some prefer blonds others brunettes.
I think Corbin is already growing his opinion.
He hates it when my hair is back in a pony tail. He likes it down. "Mommy, hair off" he says. He means he wants the rubber band out of my hair. I wonder if he going to like girls with long hair, his first crush was the Little Mermaid. I'm sure it was the long flowing hair.
Derek on the other hand loves short hair.
However, for the last 2 years or so I have been letting my hair grow out and he has hated every moment of it. For every holiday he has asked that my gift to him be gift that I cut my hair.
Well, I wasn't ready.
I do believe that there is an age where women are just too old for long hair. Knowing that someday I would be in that category I decided to let it grow now (even though I like short hair better too).
Once it got past he awkward stage where it gets stuck in your collar, I started to get used to having long hair.
That's when I got it into my head that I wanted to donate my tresses to Locks of Love. This is that last time I will let my hair grow and soon I'll have to much grey and they can't use hair that is colored.
When Derek would ask me to cut it I would use the excuse that, "Corbin won't love me anymore if I cut my hair". If he can't take a ponytail how is he gonna do with hair that's too short for one?
Well that stars aligned this month for Derek.
1.It was his Birthday
2.My hair was long enough to donate
3.I'm seeing the signs that permanent hair color is in my near future.
So, I cut my hair.
It was a surprise for Derek and he couldn't be more thrilled. Corbin hasn't even seemed to notice.
I'm not any good at blow drying it yet....still a little rusty (I do miss just letting my hair air dry) But now both of my boys with opinions are happy.
No more "Cut your hair ...pleeeease" or "Mommy, hair off".
I don't know why boys care about long or short hair, but for now mine have got what they want... and I'm still wearing a rubber band around my wrist out of habit.
I think Corbin is already growing his opinion.
He hates it when my hair is back in a pony tail. He likes it down. "Mommy, hair off" he says. He means he wants the rubber band out of my hair. I wonder if he going to like girls with long hair, his first crush was the Little Mermaid. I'm sure it was the long flowing hair.
Derek on the other hand loves short hair.
However, for the last 2 years or so I have been letting my hair grow out and he has hated every moment of it. For every holiday he has asked that my gift to him be gift that I cut my hair.
Well, I wasn't ready.
I do believe that there is an age where women are just too old for long hair. Knowing that someday I would be in that category I decided to let it grow now (even though I like short hair better too).
Once it got past he awkward stage where it gets stuck in your collar, I started to get used to having long hair.
That's when I got it into my head that I wanted to donate my tresses to Locks of Love. This is that last time I will let my hair grow and soon I'll have to much grey and they can't use hair that is colored.
When Derek would ask me to cut it I would use the excuse that, "Corbin won't love me anymore if I cut my hair". If he can't take a ponytail how is he gonna do with hair that's too short for one?
Well that stars aligned this month for Derek.
1.It was his Birthday
2.My hair was long enough to donate
3.I'm seeing the signs that permanent hair color is in my near future.
So, I cut my hair.
It was a surprise for Derek and he couldn't be more thrilled. Corbin hasn't even seemed to notice.
I'm not any good at blow drying it yet....still a little rusty (I do miss just letting my hair air dry) But now both of my boys with opinions are happy.
No more "Cut your hair ...pleeeease" or "Mommy, hair off".
I don't know why boys care about long or short hair, but for now mine have got what they want... and I'm still wearing a rubber band around my wrist out of habit.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Quirks of Mine
I was tagged a while ago by Kristen. What a slacker I have been. So here are 6 quirks of mine you may or may not already know.
1. I love to watch Christmas movies and listen to Christmas music in the summer.
2. I get a little claustrophobic in a hot car when I'm a passenger.
3. I can't stand to hear people crunch, slurp or smack their food. The sounds of people eating makes me a little sick to my stomach. I know that chewing makes sounds I can take some, it's just when it's extra loud or sloppy that it gets to me.
4. I can't cut corners when I'm walking I almost always follow the sidewalk. When I was at BYU they had a big campaign to keep student from making trails across the grass "Cougars Don't Cut Corners". What ever they did this stuck and that phrase runs in my head.
5. If I get the hic ups. I always have them again later that day. They come in twos.
6. I like surprises when I know they are coming. Like, I would never peek at a Christmas present because I like the surprise of it. I really like knowing that something fun is going to happen, even if I don't know what it is. I like to know a surprise is coming so I have something to look forward to.
Now, I tag Erin (after you post about your trip to Africa of course), Melissa, Katie and Autumn.
1. I love to watch Christmas movies and listen to Christmas music in the summer.
2. I get a little claustrophobic in a hot car when I'm a passenger.
3. I can't stand to hear people crunch, slurp or smack their food. The sounds of people eating makes me a little sick to my stomach. I know that chewing makes sounds I can take some, it's just when it's extra loud or sloppy that it gets to me.
4. I can't cut corners when I'm walking I almost always follow the sidewalk. When I was at BYU they had a big campaign to keep student from making trails across the grass "Cougars Don't Cut Corners". What ever they did this stuck and that phrase runs in my head.
5. If I get the hic ups. I always have them again later that day. They come in twos.
6. I like surprises when I know they are coming. Like, I would never peek at a Christmas present because I like the surprise of it. I really like knowing that something fun is going to happen, even if I don't know what it is. I like to know a surprise is coming so I have something to look forward to.
Now, I tag Erin (after you post about your trip to Africa of course), Melissa, Katie and Autumn.
Thursday, May 1, 2008
365 days ago...
(Our First Day As a Family of 4...it's all a blur for Corbin (smile))
Today is Coopers birthday. His first birthday.
When I remember the first time I held him, and looked at his sweet chubby little face, I think about how love for him filled me, filled me right to the top.
I know that he was meant to be in our family. This sweet little baby is ours and is the perfect brother for Corbin. Cooper loves being a baby. He doesn't seem to be in a hurry to move on to the next little baby phase. He takes his time and doesn't get frustrated with the things he can't do yet. It is a great quality to have. It helps me enjoy the stage he is in because he enjoys it.
Cooper has a twinkle in his eye when he looks at me that gives me a little glimpse into the joy he wants to share. His eyes have a way of saying " I love you". When he was just a little little baby he would look at me, really at me, like he knew already knew me. I think he did. I think he knew that I was going to be his mom and even though he didn't get to hear my voice until he left the hospital, he recognized me.
We are going to see his birth mom today. I don't know how this day feels to her. I know that she knows she made the right choice for this little one. And I hope that seeing him on his birthday will bring her sweet memories of the time she got to spend with him before she gave him to his family.
When I remember the first time I held him, and looked at his sweet chubby little face, I think about how love for him filled me, filled me right to the top.
I know that he was meant to be in our family. This sweet little baby is ours and is the perfect brother for Corbin. Cooper loves being a baby. He doesn't seem to be in a hurry to move on to the next little baby phase. He takes his time and doesn't get frustrated with the things he can't do yet. It is a great quality to have. It helps me enjoy the stage he is in because he enjoys it.
Cooper has a twinkle in his eye when he looks at me that gives me a little glimpse into the joy he wants to share. His eyes have a way of saying " I love you". When he was just a little little baby he would look at me, really at me, like he knew already knew me. I think he did. I think he knew that I was going to be his mom and even though he didn't get to hear my voice until he left the hospital, he recognized me.
We are going to see his birth mom today. I don't know how this day feels to her. I know that she knows she made the right choice for this little one. And I hope that seeing him on his birthday will bring her sweet memories of the time she got to spend with him before she gave him to his family.
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