It has taken me more than a few years to find something that I want to pursue. Ive thought on many occasions that being a mom in general, you need to have outlets away from your children. You can not fully be here for your kids if you are too bogged down by your own struggles. Often times, the feeling of being connected, being in the same boat as some one else out there, just takes a huge weight off your shoulders. I want to be that weight for many of you parents out there. Know that there are others in the same boat. Or rather dump truck.
Being a mother of a well spoken, full of life preschooler and a wonderfully sassy two year old has left me wondering, what can I do besides just being their mom? Don't get me wrong, I absolutely LOVE being a mom.Though, there are also the moments that I strongly, deeply, dislike being a Mom. I wonder how am I ever going to make it out of this alive? I can't do this! But these moments are quickly followed by the slobbery boy kisses and a cute little man saying "love you, momma!" making the struggles all worth it.
But before I get too far ahead of myself, I wanted to explain the meaning behind the name. I chose Dinos and Dump trucks, well, simply for my boys. When my sweet four year was around two years old, he was obsessed with construction equipment. He would point out equipment everywhere we would go. Sounds like every two year old right? Well, when he was just a little over two years old, he was invited to another little friends house for his birthday. This kids party was construction themed and had tiny little construction vehicles everywhere. Another Mom had picked up one of the vehicles and had called it something rather simple, like a digger. My son comes up to her and corrects her. "uhm its actually an excavator." he said with some annoyed two year old sass. This other Mom laughed and told us that she was just corrected by our two year old. We quickly laughed it off, worried that our child would be taken as rude. He has always been very precocious and his vocabulary has more than excelled. This is one of those blessings and a curse type of situation when it comes to children.
Fast forward a year and our son is now obsessed with dinosaurs. The thing is, this is not a normal obsession. He knew and corrected us on MANY dinosaur names. I kid you not, he taught me more dinosaur names then I knew there existed AND the differences between many of them. He has come down a little bit from the dinosaur phase and it has leveled out to a more normal fascination, but the excitement is still fierce in him. When I was throwing around names with my husband and kids, I was met first with a "none of the above, is my first reaction, but I'll think it over." Hey, at least he is honest, right?! Well, I then asked my boys. H quickly told me, "I'm the Dino and baby brother is the dump truck". It was a done deal. It just seemed too perfect after he said that.
So here on Dinos and Dump Trucks, I plan for you to be able to connect with me through all the cuteness and chaos in the wonderful, and not so wonderful journey of raising children.
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