The Mommy Rush

Learning, Exploring, Creating, and Growing.

Archive for the month “May, 2011”

Really important things my kids taught me…

I picked up this book a couple years ago, and just happened on the list of lessons that ring true with me… lessons that I have learned from my kids, as quoted by Cynthia Copeland:

1. It’s more fun to color outside the lines.
2. Take it apart to see how it works.
3. Don’t giggle until after you’ve swallowed your milk.
4. Play, don’t watch.
5. Make sure you always know where the bathroom is.
6. If you wait until you’re really sure, you’ll never take off the training wheels.
7. If you don’t like the birthday girl, don’t go to the party.
8. Don’t say “the last on there is a rotten egg” unless you are sure there is a slow kid behind you.
9. It does matter who started it.
10. Ask for sprinkles.
11. Use the fancy soap!
12. If you don’t need a bath when you get home, it probably wasn’t a very good day.
14. Nobody likes a tattletale.
15. Climbing the hill is more fun than standing on top.
16. You’re only little until someone littler comes along.
17. Just because you can’t spell doesn’t mean you can’t write a good story.
18. Math is fun when you’re counting jellybeans.
19. The colder you look when you come inside, the bigger the cup of hot chocolate you’ll get.
20. Being captain doesn’t mean you’re the smartest one, it means you’re the one with the boat.
21. If you can’t name it, scrape it off your pizza.
22. Making your bed is a waste of time.
23. There is no good reason why clothes have to match.
24. Hang your best picture on the refrigerator.
25. A band-aid always makes it feel better.
26. Babies get more attention.
27. How do you know that you can’t make a rocket out of tin foil and boxes unless you try.
28. Don’t take eight donuts if your stomach only holds two.
29. A snow day is more fun than a vacation day.
30. When you’re lost, it’s better to stand still than to follow the wrong path.

And finally, my favorite…

31. The path you’re on looks a lot different when you turn around.


They all grow up…eventually! Today, I’m wondering ‘where did the time go?’

Today, the baby girl had her first trial day at a Preschool program to test out whether she was ready for a school environment.  I’m not sure what I was hoping to learn, since she has been insisting she “has to go to school” for the last 3 months.

I'm not ready to go!

But perhaps I was envisioning her becoming intimidated by the size of the school and all of the unknown faces, that would tell me she isn’t quite ready for this big milestone.


Miss Thing marched right in to the building, announcing herself and pointing out all the beautiful posters to me, as if she knew exactly where she was going.  Instantly, I was no more than an annoying voice in her space, keeping her from all the fun and friends that this new experience was opening up to her.

Just like that!  All the babies are grown.  And I have to feel a little sad because I know this one is the last and needs me the least.  It is so rewarding to watch, since she is the only girl, knowing that all of her independence comes from watching her brothers live their very exciting lives.  But, still, a part of me was hoping that my baby girl would somehow realize that it is scary venturing out into the real world and reach back to the security of Mom and home.

I’m sure today was just a vision of what’s to come with my little independent spirit.  Perhaps baby girl is not the best way to refer to her…. Any ideas?

I need Serenity… But I’ll settle for NyQuil

I can’t think of a worse Sunday for dear hubby to leave the country. I’m battling the cough/cold that the whole family has had, its raining, little son had a two- hour lacrosse practice, needed to shop for groceries, wash and fold 3 loads of laundry, and to top it all off, big son’s summer basketball team had a family meeting this evening. Since I just learned about this and with no sitter planned, I managed to listen to the presentation from the hall outside the cafeteria, while baby girl and little son chased each other, laughing and screaming up and down the hallway at the high school. It’s just as well, since I don’t have a voice, I wouldn’t have been able to talk with anyone anyways.

Now, the clan is all home, the two littles are konked out and big son just finished his homework. I just downed a double dose of NyQuil and I’m hoping tomorrow will go easier on me. I’m sure this week is going to be a wild ride.

Welcome to the Mommy Rush blog!

This is not the first blog I have started. I’m embarrassed to say that I have started more than a couple family journals. But I am hoping that this one is different. I’ve been doing some soul searching and realized that the way I live is allowing life to pass me by, without really enjoying it, and without consciously determining its direction. At the beginning of 2011, I made a commitment to myself that this year would be different. Not that life was all that bad, but I just felt like time is running out to do those things that I want to do “someday”. So this blog will be a journal to document my journey to redesign my life to do all the things I believe I was put here to do.

That leads me to the title of the blog, “Mommy Rush”. Well, I am a wife and working mother of 3, which explains the Mommy. And we are the Rush family, which explains the Rush. But even more importantly, it is the way my 3 year old daughter addresses me , an oxymoronic title that pairs the intimate with the formal, and that says all you need to know about who she is. Baby girl, as I will refer to her from now on, is just that, the baby of the family. Although she all but runs the house. She has a strong voice and never holds it back, for fear of not being heard over the chaos so often created by her older brothers: Big Son (13 going on 14) and Little Son (7 years).

As a working mother of 3, the blog title has a dual meaning, as it seems I am always in a rush, from home to school to work to sports activities. Friends often tell me, that they don’t know how I do it, and I respond with, “Neither do I!!!”. But, through all the hustle and bustle of the Rush Family happenings, there often happens a tender or memorable moment, and I hope to capture some of them here in this blog.

I apologize to those family members who would prefer our real names, but because I don’t know how widely this will distribute, I prefer to keep my little family somewhat anonymous. I may share photos, but will avoid using the kiddos real names.

Thanks and I hope you come back, soon!

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