Life with Kids: New Blog Series

When I launched OM home in 2005, I knew nothing about business. I fancied myself an artist who made pretty designs. But with my experiences and education, at least I had a basis from which to work. Not true with parenting. There was absolutely nothing NOTHING that prepared me for motherhood!

I’m still relatively new to this whole mom thing and I’m not going to lie, life with two kids under 3 and a newly re-launched business can be downright appalling at times.  A few people think I’m crazy but most wonder how I manage.  I’m pretty sure this series will prove it’s a little bit of crazy and a whole lot of (barely) managing. Honestly? I try to take it one day at a time, but sometimes I cheat.

Avnee and Rohan

I’m guilty of not answering right away when my daughter calls me from upstairs. Sometimes I forget to brush her teeth. I’ll hand my son over to my husband when he comes home at night with an, “oops, I think he just pooped.” I take naps in my car so I can have some peace. I put off toilet training my daughter because I found it icky (she is trained now). I use my iPhone way more than I should when I’m with my kids. If I need to choose between washing my hair and sleeping five more minutes, I’ll sleep for 10 more minutes and let my son cry a little. PS, I’m amazed at how long I can go without washing my hair. Sometimes, when my daughter says, “I don’t WANT to” I’ll roll my eyes so far back into my head, I have to bang it a few times to get my eyeballs back in place. I bribe her with cookies.

But I also use my remote control starter to let the car run so my daughter can “drive” the car. I either “run” alongside the car, ahead or behind the car (depending on how fast or slow she’s driving) or I sit in her car seat and she drives us to the grocery store. I regularly turn off the lights in the house, turn on the music, strobe the flashlight, crack a couple of glo-sticks, and have dance offs with my daughter and my husband. I pretend I’m on “Whose line is it anyway?” when I sing made up songs to my son in different musical genres. His favorite is Bollywood, mine is Rock Opera. My voice gets rough from hours spent talking to my kids as "Rocco the Pig", a hand puppet and honorary member of our family. I spend an hour setting up a project for my daughter where I know she’ll only spend 10 minutes playing. More often than not, I’ll say “one more time” but really mean “five more times.” I bribe her with cookies.

Either way, I’ll blog about it here and include fun projects, great recipes, cool new gadgets, cool decor, DIY projects or other random musings and misadventures from our lives. Maybe I can look back on this crazy time one day and laugh or maybe you can find a good laugh today. I'll invite my partner, Toni, and other working moms I admire to chime in with their experiences from time to time.

In the meantime, thanks so much for reading!