Scrapbooking woes...

Ok, so here's the deal. I am not creative. At all. Anyone who knows me at all will tell you that... but the thing is, I really want to be good at artsy stuff!

Hence the scrapbook I started when H. was, oh, about 3 weeks old.

I have 4 pages. And not even good pages.

They are plain. Which I guess could be said captures the essence of me, sort of. I really wish I could do more. I wish I could do better.

But it makes a good story, I think.

Oh, the Wiggles

H. loves them. I am starting to love them. I have my favourite Wiggle, and my favourite song.

And then I decided that is terribly sad, and we needed some new movies.

And now we get to be regaled with Thomas the Tank Engine, Sesame Street, and Mighty Machines.

I can't wait until I can watch Disney Pixel movies with him!

Toddling Toddler

Well, I no longer have a baby. I have a walking, talking toddler.

Yes, H. is up and fully mobile. Sad day in my house.

Well, sort of.

He just gets cuter every day! I swear, he also must learn something new every day as well.

He is learning his farm animals, to my delight. He's so funny with them. He knows a cow says "moo", as well as, in his world, a horse, a giraffe, and a truck (?). He knows a sheep says "baa", and a kitty in his world says "ow", which is close enough to be right, and far enough away to be adorable!

The best part about him walking, though? I don't have to carry him everywhere.

We went to a museum yesterday, with a large segregated childrens museum, and it was so nice to let him walk around and let him explore on his own... even if he did go up and down the ramp on the shipping boat about, oh, 30 times. I think he had more fun too, than if he was just being carried to wherever I wanted to go, or see what I wanted him to see.

But I am learning that he picks up the craziest things. Like, we have a toy vaccuum, and I once watched him pick it up, and stand in one spot and push it back and forth... let's be honest, he didn't learn that from me! We have hardwood, and I don't even know if we have a real vaccuum!

Also, he knows how to use rollers to paint walls? We were at the children's museum, and there is a part about building, or something, and there are rollers, with paint trays (empty, of course) so kids can pretend to paint. Well, wouldn't you know, my kid did! Just moseyed on over and pick it right up, and straight to the wall with it! So smart! Funny, the last time I remember painting was a good 8 months ago? He was about 6 months old? And he remembers... or he saw someone else paint.

In any case, my little boy is a genius!

I know I say this a lot, but he gets cuter every day!

What would be easier...

I'm a single mom. But on top of that, I am also a full time student, and a 25 hour a week employee. It's hard, but I am managing.

Which would be fine, except for one thing. The Father. H.'s, that is.

Up until now, I am pretty sure I have not mentioned him. Actually, about 99% sure.

He's not part of the picture... well, he's kind of one of those weird orb things that lurks in the background of the picture. It was all a mistake. The relationship was not a healthy one for either of us, and even being pregnant and 19, I knew I needed him out of my life.

But he's back, and non of us are happy about it.

Which leads me to wonder... would it be easier without him, even if it meant H. grew up without a father? Even if it meant I have to teach him to throw a ball? (Which anyone who knows me will say is a BAD idea!)

I'm wondering... I'm already at the breaking down at work stage, at the losing sleep and eating junk food phase. Do I need ANOTHER worry on my plate?

I don't think so. I'm a good juggler, but The Father demands the utmost attention. Attention I can't give.

Everyone says single parenting is hard, but no one tells you that deciding who should be a part of your child's life is excruciating.

Someone's going to get hurt, and I really can't let that person be H.

I. Hate. Judgement.

Period. That's all. I hate it.

I get a daily parenting tip that come straight to my email, which are sometimes helpful, sometimes laughable, and like today, downright insensitive.

"What you child learns from your marriage".

Is it just me, or does that seem a little biased? Not every good parent is married, and not every marriage is a shining example to kids.

Did it touch on either of those points? No.

As a proudly single mother, I know that marriage is the social norm for raising kids... or it used to be. Things are shifting. Most people notice. At my work (a natural parenting boutique), all the employees say "partner" not "husband", since almost half of us are single or just dating.

Needless to say, I was not impressed with that "parenting tip". There were ways to make a good article on that point, and I must say, they failed miserably.

Well, what's one more judgement coming my way?

Happy Birthday!

Who is celebrating a birthday, you're probably wondering?

Well, WE ARE! My blog is one year and 9 days old. Seems like so long ago, and with any birthday of any kind, I always reminisce about the past year.

Lots has happened!

For one, H. went from a little boy who loved to throw up and sleep on me, to a little toddler who loves to sleep in my bed.

He has changed so much, but I also feel like everything in my life has changed. For the good, of course!

So, thank you all for a wonderful year, and I hope there are many more to go!

New Year, new mommyhood adventures...

Well, 2010 is gone, 2011 is here. That means remembering to write 2011, feeling old, and making resolutions.

This year I am thinking a lot about what I want to accomplish in the next year... a lot more thinking than usual.

First and foremost, I want to be the best mom I can be. It's hard. H. starts daycare in 2 weeks, I am into my second week of college, and I'm still working about 15 hours a week. It's going to be busy, and challenging, and I won't get to see him a whole lot, but I have a plan.

1. No more chores while he's awake. They can wait, and he needs me more than the dishes and laundy need me.
2. When he's awake and I'm at home, I'm going to play with him. Really play. Right on the floor, both of us laughing so hard we fall over playing.
3. We are going to eat better. I am the first to admit that I have deplorable eating habits. I do like veggies, a lot, but my love of carbs is more intense. My goal is to eat veggies or fruit every day, and cut down on carbs to fall within the Canada Food Guide maximum (which for me is 5-8 servings). And because my eating habits are so bad, H. is becoming bad too. There is time to change him though!
4. I plan on walking to work or home from work, at least twice a week. Doesn't quite count as a better mommy goal, but anything that makes me a happier healthier person makes me a better mommy.
5. And again with the better mommy= healthier thing... lose at least 30lbs by my graduation in December. 11 months, and a plan, and I think I can do it!

I also plan on being nicer to the people in my life... my siblings/housemates, my mom, and my parents. I have not been the nicest to them over the last few months, and that's got to change. All the tension and fighting is not good for H. or anyone else.

And lastly, a budget. Since I'll be working only a little, and having a few extra expenses with school and the little mans daycare, I need to work out a budget. Having finally applied for most all of the government tax rebates I can, I have a little extra money come in, but I need to cut my extraneous purchases, and my junk food costs, and save as much as possible. So, I am going to write my budget, stick to it, and continue saving with my savings account. And I plan on sale shopping and using coupons for big purchases (like groceries).

And that is my plan for 2011. I tend to not follow plans or try to reach goals, but this one feels doable!

I'm pumped for 2011... bring it on!