tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024898625983696302.post1845825223153460219..comments2024-02-14T22:09:01.766-06:00Comments on The Isoms: A Day in the LifeJen Ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00145420899704834956noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024898625983696302.post-30967230412047125492010-02-24T15:47:44.838-06:002010-02-24T15:47:44.838-06:00I love your metaphor about the clouds. I also beli...I love your metaphor about the clouds. I also believe that we decide to be happy; we have a choice. I love your insight from the scriptures. Thanks for sharing and being so candid. It's always good to know that other moms feel the same way and experience similar feelings. But we all pick it up and do our best each new day, huh!?laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13974662665419347943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024898625983696302.post-9834013224927306462010-02-22T23:24:18.585-06:002010-02-22T23:24:18.585-06:00Sometimes I WANT people to see what my life looks ...Sometimes I WANT people to see what my life looks like, that maybe they'll understand. Sometimes, I don't even want to see what my life looks like, because even in retrospect it's just too exhausting to think about. But almost always, when I see what someone else's life looks like and it resembles mine, I feel solidarity, relief and sisterhood. Your post did that for me.<br /><br />I agree with Neelie and BT. It used to drive me nuts when our mom would suggest strongly that getting up before the kids would make all the difference in the world, because there are just times when you just can't manage it and the week or so when you have to just dig in and do it to get your biorhythms in gear are truly awful (to sort out the early to rise AND early to bed part), but it really does help, it gives you some peace in advance of the chaos to arm you and gird your loins so to speak and that is more restorative than the peace at the end of the day is recuperative. But regardless of how it feels, you are doing a great work.Angiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04373394125196084799noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024898625983696302.post-13335101806662835532010-02-22T22:47:38.598-06:002010-02-22T22:47:38.598-06:00so you know that I always read about your boys and...so you know that I always read about your boys and see myself in that situation altogether TOO soon! I dread the "climbing out of the crib" stage since we are just entering the climbing on the chair/table/anything within reach stage. I too hate the witching hour(s) of 4:30-7:30 and think it is hilarious that you also stay up dreading the "starting over tomorrow" thing. When are we going to learn that more sleep might actually HELP us deal with 3 dependent children ALL DAY! I'm SOOO glad I'm not the only one and to be perfectly honest when I read your blog it makes me feel better about my own situation (I mean this with so much love) but I know that I'm also in for it, just a few months behind you :) :)camillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07488933510581702883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024898625983696302.post-45817858953481624002010-02-20T06:59:18.074-06:002010-02-20T06:59:18.074-06:00Jen, I am right there with you. Of course I only ...Jen, I am right there with you. Of course I only have one two year old right now and not two, but I do know how you feel. There are so many days when I feel like we just made it through the day, no fun activity, no real purpose for the day, just made it through. Those are the days I wish I was a better mom. I am relieved to here other moms, that I think are amazing, have the same kind of days. We are in this together.Jenileehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09514163951764009338noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024898625983696302.post-89688109927204438322010-02-19T14:45:02.280-06:002010-02-19T14:45:02.280-06:00Jen..
May I suggest you give up shame and guilt f...Jen..<br /><br />May I suggest you give up shame and guilt for Lent?Coachhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02449696622441056352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024898625983696302.post-18118646912964041522010-02-18T21:24:25.230-06:002010-02-18T21:24:25.230-06:00Our days are so similar, though it sounds like you...Our days are so similar, though it sounds like your kids are a lot more active. I feel the same way about so many things - I try to keep the house clean all day, but of course when Steve gets home, I'm trying to make dinner so the kids have messed everything up again and the kitchen is a disaster. And it's hard to go to bed knowing you have to wake up early and live the horror of it all again and again each day. Yep, I'm there with ya. And I'm not quite sure how to deal with it. If you find a good solution, let me know!Chadleehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13642019971615259640noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024898625983696302.post-77077363072722818342010-02-18T11:35:50.587-06:002010-02-18T11:35:50.587-06:00Oh Jen. That makes me SO tired. I can't imagin...Oh Jen. That makes me SO tired. I can't imagine taking care of twins and staying sane. You have inspired me to post about our days. I would have to do a productive day and a lazy day, because we have both around here. I can't seem too get to bed too early-you just need that time to yourself.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10298378417266507125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024898625983696302.post-50094499929648984492010-02-18T10:42:14.948-06:002010-02-18T10:42:14.948-06:00Hold on there! I arrive on Tuesday.
You are doing ...Hold on there! I arrive on Tuesday.<br />You are doing a great, great job, and just need a tiny bit of help for two weeks. <br /><br />xoxoGrammyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024898625983696302.post-11504663480580486662010-02-18T08:49:13.406-06:002010-02-18T08:49:13.406-06:00I hear you. I always tell myself that I'm goin...I hear you. I always tell myself that I'm going to start teaching Katie things...and doing cute, fun projects. And here I am, hoping her books distract her long enough for me to check blogs. :) It's how we stay sane. You're doing great. Your kids are happy, you engage with them, and love them. And you need your alone time. Too bad we always have to have it in the middle of the night, but I guess that's life!AnnaMariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11153761681352587361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024898625983696302.post-90235162664145558512010-02-18T08:44:44.504-06:002010-02-18T08:44:44.504-06:00You could apply to Super Nanny - get her expert ad...You could apply to Super Nanny - get her expert advice and a $5,000 stipend. She won't tell you what you probably already don't know or do BUT having a third eye may help. I find your family cute and your attitude refreshing and honest. Being a stay at home mom is difficult - one of the most difficult jobs in the world.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024898625983696302.post-10991874212543938992010-02-18T02:07:53.690-06:002010-02-18T02:07:53.690-06:00My favorite part of this post was figuring out wha...My favorite part of this post was figuring out what they were saying by your spelling... made me giggle to think of them eating pickles. I have to agree with Tennille though, if I'm not at least dressed for the day before I get them up, I'm in the worst mood all day. I don't know what it is... Maybe it's just that time alone in the morning where I still feel on top of things. Ah.. it fades so quickly.The Spendloveshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17570152169192699105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024898625983696302.post-53058145090519831092010-02-17T23:58:31.197-06:002010-02-17T23:58:31.197-06:00You are a great mom. You are where you are suppose...You are a great mom. You are where you are supposed to be. Difficult but so right. Please respect yourself. Your job is the most crucial job in all the world. If I lived by you, I would babysit your kids while you fixed dinner. I would clean up their toys and bathe them for you. Please know your job is so important. You are a gold medal mom.<br />From, <br />A mom of five - all grown now.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024898625983696302.post-49917486566293299642010-02-17T22:02:06.598-06:002010-02-17T22:02:06.598-06:00Yay for other moms that are going crazy too! And, ...Yay for other moms that are going crazy too! And, I totally agree about dad's arrival being half and hour too late no matter what time it is...why does the crap hit the fan right before they get home?!Rochellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02181459368517404766noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024898625983696302.post-6596031090997992532010-02-17T21:26:57.492-06:002010-02-17T21:26:57.492-06:00Here I sit at 8:17 p.m., in a house that is a sham...Here I sit at 8:17 p.m., in a house that is a shambles: dinner still sitting cold on the stove, toys everywhere, the kids who should be in bed playing together in their room.... happily, for once. I wish I had the self-discipline to get cleanup and bedtime under my belt before I come read your blog.<br /><br />So many times reading your post I felt like I relate so much to your day. Today I have been feeling like all other moms are better than me, too, for pretty much the same reasons you listed. James says I need more routine. Maybe that would help. I know I always feel better if I get the kids dressed, do the breakfast dishes and shower before getting on the computer.<br /><br />Funny about always having to stop in the park to talk to strangers about your kids/stroller. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024898625983696302.post-49383591609453431662010-02-17T18:08:48.617-06:002010-02-17T18:08:48.617-06:00I caught these little hidden notes in your day: 1....I caught these little hidden notes in your day: 1. You have food storage! and 2. You played with your kids! <br /><br />Don't beat yourself up, too much. You'll find a good medium (and have to keep finding it as the years go on!)SuburbiaMomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16407487328564873575noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024898625983696302.post-36898545765307218742010-02-17T18:00:59.876-06:002010-02-17T18:00:59.876-06:00I hate that mind numbing sameness every single day...I hate that mind numbing sameness every single day. It's the reason why I try really hard to schedule something every day so I make myself get out. This past week with all the snow made me not be able to get out at all. Drove me INSANE! And I have to say that my kids eat chicken nuggets for lunch 50% of the time because I didn't get ready in time to go out before lunch. I guess it does get better. One day they will all be in school!Safirehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11885594531853595282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7024898625983696302.post-24601578912252868042010-02-17T17:29:56.835-06:002010-02-17T17:29:56.835-06:00Oh, Jen. So nice to know that other mothers someti...Oh, Jen. So nice to know that other mothers sometimes drown in the drudgery of everyday life. Makes me feel better, somehow! The only advice I can give is to get up before the kids and take a shower. I know it's annoying, but I started doing it a while back (except for Saturdays and Sundays) and it really is the only way that I can feel somewhat put-together and sane, amidst the craziness. Life may be psycho, but at least I'm showered, dressed, and have a bit of makeup on. It's a small consolation, but it's something.Tennillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03989445750423565919noreply@blogger.com