How My 8 Year Old Made Me Cry

Happy Monday, #GP5Fam! It’s been a crazy start to our week here in the Grr-arrow household! I mean when is it not ever crazy in my household, psh! Who am I kidding! I live with crazies! Haha! (facepalm)

Anyways, with hockey & figure skating in full swing. I barely can keep up with the household chores and sleep– speaking of sleep, I miss doing that. And, it’s usually when everyone is asleep, is when I can bust out the phone (or laptop) and get my thoughts on paper.

So, as a warning. We are gonna get sappy in today’s post. So grab your favorite blanket, get cozy on the couch, and grab some tissues & let’s get heartfelt! On today’s post, ”How My 8 Year Old Made Me Cry.”

Today guys, I was a parenting failure! You’re probably thinking I’m being over the top dramatic. And, I wish I was. My TDL was beyond overwhelming. I had emails to tend too, tasks to complete, calls to make and let’s not even get to my list of household chores that desperately needed to get done. I got up early to do some laundry, only to realize the clothes that were previously in the dryer were still wet. So the kids helped me get the wet clothes separated from the dry clothes and placed back in the drier to get dry.

After that, I started getting the sheets off my bed and started piling clothes for the next load of laundry. Mind you I still have a load in the wash, a load in the dryer. 3 piles outside my bedroom door that STILL needs to be done. Sigh. It just seems neverending. I was also on a time crunch as I still had to get Skyler’s homeschool assignments together. And, log on to work!

Time was not on my side today, even though I woke-up decently early. As loads of laundry were going, I scrambled to make sure everyone was fed- from the dogs, turtle and of course the kids!

Once that was ”somewhat” situated I launched my laptop and started on my emails. Simultaneously, I was working on some schooling issues for the upcoming school year which resulted needing to be done via a phone call. Of course, in perfect timing. Katelynn decided to have her full-blown tantrum, complete with ”exorcist” back arches and laying on the floor. All because I told her she couldn’t have fruit snacks for breakfast. Oh, and I stood my ground while I tended to my important phone call. Honestly, I should’ve just given her the damn fruit snack so I could get through my phone conference.

But, alas, In her best, high shrill, Katelynn sang the song of her people — loud enough for the poor lady I was talking to on the phone to hear. And, she politely said, ”Shes got some lungs on her”. Oh, If she only knew how I tried to muffle the sound on the phone so she couldn’t hear and failed epically to balance the phone off my shoulder & pick up a flailing 4-year-old off the floor. All while struggling to also hold a pen & notebook.

After picking Kate up, she was still whining and whimpering, as she still begged for the fruit snack. I continued to stand my ground and put Kate on the couch and walked away into another room so I can somewhat pay attention to what this lady was saying to me. I think I repeated every other sentence back to the lady, to confirm we were on the same page & in all honesty, just cause nothing was clicking.

I walked back out into the living room and put the phone on mute while the lady kept talking. I quickly tried to multitask and tend to Kate. Which resulted in a bigger meltdown cause she wanted to be held — which I, unfortunately, couldn’t do as I needed both hands as I was taking notes during the phone call.

After I no longer could take the whining, I turned on the TV and Thank heavens for Nick Jr, cause whatever show was on calmed Kate. And, after realizing fruit snacks were out of the question Kate drank her milk & ate cereal. (THANK GOD!)

Mind you through this whole Katelynn ordeal, Skyler was (as always) playing hockey in the living room. So I felt like I was playing dodgeball in the house trying to weave through and not get hit. Telling him to stop seemed impossible, also I don’t think he understood my ”miming” since I was on the phone.

Thankfully, I was able to go through my phone call, multitask on the laptop & go through emails. Still, laundry wasn’t done & homeschool didn’t start. My conference and emails took up a chunk of my time.

Once I was finally off the phone the kids reminded me that we needed to get cupcakes and cookies (something I had promised them last week). I packed all my electronics and earpiece and decided that my work would have to be mobile today.

When we got to the bakery we picked out our cupcakes, cookies and headed back to the car. As I loaded the kids into the car I dropped the box which resulted in all the frosting and cupcakes to turn upside down. Fabulous. I scrambled to save what decency the cupcakes had left and headed home.

I tried my best to hold myself together and figured, “What else could go wrong today?”  when we got home, my Husband was there to greet us. I was ready to cry and go in full-Mom-meltdown. And, then Skyler said something completely surprising.

He began to tell Ric about our day, and, I was just waiting for all the epic Mom fails, I had. But, he literally didn’t mention how stressed or frustrated I was. All he took out of the day was– regardless of how busy I was I took time to make Kate food, and turn on the TV for them, and that I drove them to get cupcakes and cookies. Skyle, looked at all the positives I did today, all my multitasking and was happy they got cupcakes and cookies regardless if it was half smashed.

I teared-up and Ric just looked at me like I was insane. I later went on to explain the day from my point of view. How crazy, chaotic it felt.

My kiddo for sure just served me a slice of reality and a good one at that. Perspective.





How I Overcame The Terrible Twos

Hello Readers!

I hope everyone is enjoying their summer! I know the summer sun is shining bright out here in Arizona! And, boy, its shining alright- cause it’s blazin’ hot! ;] We have been staying cool this Summer by doing a lot of our outdoor activities in the evening when it isn’t too hot & although school is out for the Summer, we are still doing workbooks — math and reading! (They’ll thank me later ;])

This year our birthday’s start in August, which is a few short months away! Our oldest, Skyler turns 6 this year and enters first grade (He is SUPER excited!) Spencer’s birthday follows suit and little man finally turns 5. Spencer, has an awkward birthday when it comes to the kinder cut-off. He is technically “too young” to enter into kindergarten, but will be considered “too old” to enter preschool since he turns 5 midway through the school year. So, right now we are trying to test him into kinder or whatever deems suitable for Spencer, academically. Kate this year will be turning 2. Yep, you read that right.. T-W-O, two! I don’t know if a lot of you parents (or even Grandparents, guardians, Aunt(s)/Uncle(s), etc) have witnessed or even better experienced the terrible two’s? oh, you haven’t –well let me tell you!! Terrible two’s are known for the tantrum stages, as a toddler begins to grow-up sometimes they find it hard to explain how they are feeling which easily gets them frazzled. Hence the spectacular age of 2! I was grateful to have not gone through these “tantrum” stages with Spencer. Which actually really surprises me considering, Spencer is now, my active, rambunctious, rebel child! (HAHA!). Skyler, went through them and we quickly kicked it in the gutter before it blew out of proportion! Katelynn, on the other hand well, she is a little Princess. Daddy, constantly says yes as soon as a crocodile tear can be seen. Trust me, when I say Katelynn has her Dad eating out of the palm of her hand. She literally does! Baby Girl, has her crying tactics down to science! Its accompanied with hand gestures to the mouth, a few crocodile tears, and a few glares to make sure you are watching this theatrical break down. I have to remind my Husband that sometimes it is not a “real cry”. Cause you can distinctly tell her real cry from her theatrical cry. Anyways, back to my point, I wanted to share my experience with the terrible two’s when we were first time parents. As first time parents, we always felt the need, and when I mean we, I mean my Husband and I, my Mom and my other Family members. (It took and continues to take a village to raise my 3 kids)- to constantly not let a child cry, meaning saying “yes”, and “giving-in”. Yes, I can feel the eye glares, and distinctive NO nods.. trust me, it gets better. My superstitious, traditional filipino Family believed as parents we were being “mean” if we said “no” to our first born & not let him have exactly what he wanted. Even if it meant a liter of soda. (Gasp!).

When we would go to work or school we would leave him with various sitters. We noticed his attitude and demeanor would change when he would be with us at home vs at the sitters. We later learned that there really was no discipline when he was at the sitters, not even a talk. So, once we learned of that we figured out Skyler’s reason or his “why” he threw tantrums.  In one household he would consistently get his way, and of course at home he would get some of his way, depending what it was. We talked to our sitter who was watching him to instill a form of discipline. We encouraged talks in which we defined it as, talking to Skyler and explaining to him why he shouldn’t do something bad, or why he couldn’t have a certain item, or why it was not ok to be mean, etc. At home, we instilled “the talk” with Skyler at a young age, we spoke to him gently, kindly and would talk it out to alleviate the tantrum. A great example would be when, Skyler was playing with a toy car, and another infant took it. He got very upset and started yelling and screaming and was trying to take the car away. We sat Skyler down, took a few deep breaths (mind you he is 2..) and would explain to him that the baby did not mean to take it away. That the baby is little and still didn’t know how to use his words, that if he could nicely ask for the car back. We practiced this type of talk in a varying scenarios and thankfully has always worked for us!

Fast forward to now, Baby K is now our only little girl, and at times I can feel and see that she feels out numbered by her big brothers. She tries her best to keep up with sword fighting, ninjas and video games! I can see when she is frustrated and gets irritated when the boys don’t let her play along. I have to sit the boys down and remind them that Kate is little & is also their little sister. Sometimes the boys need a friendly reminder to know that sometimes it wasn’t fun to play alone. Thankfully, this talk will work, and sometimes it just won’t. And, when it doesn’t I just have to redirect Kate to a more age appropriate activity with me. So, even though we are noticing some “terrible two’s” from Kate. We are learning to re-direct that anger or tantrum into an activity. Thus, far it has been working. We have a few more months until she is actually two, and she speaks a few more words. What are some terrible two tactics that you have used? I’d love to hear them, sound off in the comments below!


Pinky G.


The Ultimate Challenge

This morning was a rush I didn’t necessarily want to wake up too. Explosive diarrhea from my three year old, a garbage bag ransacked thanks to my dog, a hungry 16 day old, and a four year old who didn’t want to obey. Yes, I got a taste of the attitudes this morning. After dealing with each child, I finally sat down to eat breakfast. The things I had gone through this morning was simply a challenge that’s come time and time again. I know I had to pray prior, cause it would also test my patience. Thankfully, after several breaths, long prayer I conquered my challenges.


Today, was also Katelynn’s photo shoot! Thanks to her godparents who thoughtfully purchased us an amazing newborn photography session with Huong Forrest Photography. She is a Reno based photographer, you can view her talents here. She truly has an amazing gift, I can’t wait to see the sneak peeks and finished products!!

Here is a teaser ;]

Although, today started off rocky- I’m thankful for all the obstacles I had. =]