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Spinning Plates

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Ever feel like this?

Like your life’s sole purpose is to keep all those plates spinning?

You give one a few flips of the wrist to keep one plate going only to find another teetering on the brink of falling.

You rush to that plate and give it a few whirls only to notice another wobbling.

Your attention quickly turns to that plate but yet another plate has almost stopped completely and ready to abandon its post.

About the time you save that one the first one you spun is slowing down.

And so it goes, on and on. Spinning plate after plate. Never making progress.

You’re tempted to let one plate fall but something is stopping you.

You give it one more spin. One’s not enough though.

You’ve spent so much time and energy keeping that one going you just can’t let it go.

Just one more spin turns into another that turns into another.

Round and round they go.

Have you been there?

Are you there now?

I am.

I follow Christ. That’s a plate.

I am a husband. That’s another plate.

I’m a dad. There’s plate number three.

I am a web developer. Plate four.

I volunteer at church. Number five.

We’re trying to dig our way out of debt, so we’re trying to figure out different ways to make more money and spend less. Plate six.

We are new homeowners. There are a lot of projects that need done. Seven

I’m writing a book. There’s eight.

I’m developing an iPhone/iPad app. That’s plate nine.

I’m trying to get back in shape. Ten.

I’m a blogger (well at least I try to be). Number eleven.

I’m a Beachbody Coach. Plate number twelve.

These are just the plates I can think of off the top of my head.

That’s a lot of spinning. I’m not sure the ideal number of plates but I’m sure the smaller the better.

There are a few main plates that I will keep spinning no matter the cost.

However, figuring out which ones to let fall is the difficult decision.

How about you? How many plates to you have going right now? How do you decide which plates to let go?

 

Our Dad In Black & White

Josh in a big bubble

My First iPhone iMovie Movie from Tracy Dyer on Vimeo.

The boys each had $25 to spend at the IL State Fair. Josh had been eyeing this hamster ball thingie since he first laid eyes on it the first day of the fair. Thought I’d use the opportunity to try out iMovie for the iPhone iMovie. Works pretty nice!

Mott Family Adoption Update

First off, it has been a while since my last post. This has been both purposefully and not on purpose. I will elaborate more on this in an upcoming post…not this one.

This, however, is a celebration post!

You may remember a few months ago a giveaway on A Fit Boy to raise money to help close friends of ours adopt two girls from Ethiopia. Well, after years of setbacks and disappointments they finally got the news they have been praying for a long time to hear. While they were sleeping yesterday the girls finally became theirs!

Here is a video that Deanne made with some of the pictures she had the opportunity to take on a trip when she was first able to meet these girls.

To read the rest of their story, be sure to check out their blog The Mott Family Journey.

Parenting 101 from Pete Wilson

You have to take a couple minutes and head over to Pete Wilson’s blog WithoutWax for his Parenting 101 post. Some very funny stuff!

It’s not babysitting if it’s your kids

Seriously, guys, being able to spend time with your kids should not be thought of as a chore!

Every year for the past several years Amy has gone to the Hearts at Home Conference in Bloomington. This is one of the few times out of the year that she has the opportunity to get away from the house, spend time with her friends and hear some great tips from other moms on taking care of the family, of which she does a great job at! Today is the day she is at the conference. I take the day off every year. It gives me the opportunity to get a glimpse (albeit a very small glimpse) of some of what she does every day.

Each year bring new challenges. This year I picked up a boy every hour from school between 3 and 5 this afternoon. I picked Drew up at 3, Nate at 4 and Josh at 5. It was much more difficult for me when the boys were babies though. I’ll admit it. It was definitely tough at times. Now I’m not saying this because I’m “Super Dad” or a foremost authority on the subject, but despite the challenges I really valued that time I was able to spend with them on these days.

I often hear parents, usually dads (sorry guys), talk about having to “watch their kids” or “babysit the kids” when the other spouse is going to be out of the house. When I hear this I always respond in the most sarcastic way humanly possible, “They are your kids ya know!” And if they’re your kids, it’s not babysitting! It’s privilege! Sure, you may have to change a diaper or clean up some messes but you have the opportunity for something that you usually aren’t afforded: time.

I assume the majority of you planned on having the kids you have. At least if you didn’t “plan” them you went through the motions of making them, and there’s always that chance the goalie, whatever it may be, may let one by (trust me, it happens!) and then a few months later (9 to be a close approximation) surprise, he/she’s here! And even though we have been blessed to have been given this opportunity, we (myself included) treat our kids like they are an inconvenience.

Today was a good day. We didn’t do anything special other than go out to eat. Now we’re winding down watching a movie. I didn’t have this fun-filled day of activities planned and I didn’t have any real heart-to-heart conversations with them (we did buy a new basketball though). What I did have with them, however, was a chance to just be with them. An sometime’s that’s enough!

The School Sports Saga Has Begun

The defeat of the MPGS 5th grade basketball team Monday marked the completion of our first year experiencing school sports. For years we have been involved in YMCA soccer, little league baseball and junior basketball leagues but never had we experienced an official school-sponsored sport. It was…interesting!

Josh’s first game was an away game. We showed up a few minutes after tip-off since we didn’t expect to see Josh play. We had assumed that the 5th graders would sit the bench and the 6th grade “B-Team” would play the majority of the game. We were quite surprised to look out on the court and see our 10-almost-11-year-old dribbling the ball up the court calling out the plays. At first I was shocked…then proud…not because he started or because he was one of the guards but because my son was out there trying something he had never done before.

I think it was the third quarter of that game Josh went up for a shot and got fouled. He stepped up to the free-throw line. Amy and I both took a big, deep breath and held it (we had to been turning blue). I was thinking, no praying, that he would at least hit the rim and not miss by a mile tearing down his self-confidence.

The first free-throw went up…Swish…

The second free-throw went up…Swish…Pretty sure Amy and I blacked out there for a moment (probably from holding our breath for so long).

I was proud of how well Josh did this season. The 5th graders pretty much played the whole season. I think there were only a hand full of 6th graders that dressed for the game. They didn’t win a game and only came close once. They probably had four times as many turnovers as points. They have a lot to learn, but they gained a great deal of experience that will help them in future years.

Watching it at times was difficult for me. I vowed long ago that I would not sit in the stands and yell at my boys when they messed up and that I would try to give them as much encouragement as possible. I also promised myself that if they need corrected or I saw something that they could improve on I would talk to them privately instead of call them out in front of their teammates. I did ok with that.

To be honest, there were a few times that it took everything I had not do yell. There were also a couple times it took a great deal of restraint not to turn around and yell at other parents from the other team.

Overall, despite the winless season, I count this year as a success. I hope it helps teach Josh dedication, perseverance and team-work (oh, and I hope it gets him off the couch too). I hope it helps teach me patience, gentleness and self-control because…

Next up: track!

How about you? Do your kids play school sports? Has it been a positive or negative experience?