How lucky are we as moms and grandmas to be living in this amazing age of technology? We can tweet, facebook, email, or, my favorite, Skype. With children fleeing the nest, and often times moving out of state, we can now stay connected with technology literally at our fingertips.
Since my one and only grandchild lives nearly 2500 miles away, the anticipation and excitement awaiting our weekly Skype appointment gives me much to look forward to. We have been Skyping since she was just a couple of months old (with the accompaniment of her dad, my son, of course). I get to see her grow and witness all the changes from infant to toddler (to include diaper changes, as she gets excited when we Skype). We’ve even enjoyed many virtual games of Pat-a- Cake and Hide and Seek.
On top of that, it’s been great for her to recognize her grandma’s face and voice, although two-dimensional, with us being so far apart. Of course I can’t help but wonder how her little brain perceives seeing a flat grandma on a screen and then seeing three-dimensional grandma in person. I’m guessing she will figure that out as she gets older.
Her parents have chosen not to expose her to television until she’s about three so I guess you could say I’m her cartoons, Sesame Street and Teletubbies all rolled into one. I do try my best to be entertaining.
To say that I’m grateful to be living in an age of today’s technology that keeps my granddaughter and I close would be an understatement. With that said – gotta run – Monday is Skype night!
Sharon became a first time grandma in February of 2011 and had the pleasure of celebrating her granddaughter’s first birthday in San Francisco where she lives with her oldest son and his wife. Sharon welcomes the opportunity to spoil her granddaughter after having raised two boys. Sharon is an avid lover of the arts and has dabbled with oil painting and enjoys interior decorating as a hobby. She is the Customer Service Manager for Step2.
When my second son was born, the weight of raising two boys into responsible, loving, righteous men was very overwhelming. I grew up with aunts, sisters, girl friends – what did I know about little boys, teenage boys and down the line parenting grown men? I was so sure I was meant to parent girls that I spent 40 weeks convinced my first born was a girl.
Now, my two boys are one and four so I have time to learn; but those are the thoughts that pop into a mother’s head from time to time. Sometimes I see a tall teenage boy with curly hair and light eyes and am fast forwarded 15 years, jolted into thinking of how my oldest son Ryan will look, who he is friends with, what kind of car he drives, all sorts of fast forward thinking. I have not caught myself doing this for my youngest son, Brady (a.k.a. Grizz) yet. Maybe it’s because his hair hasn’t even come in yet and I don’t have a sense of what he will look like. I’m still filled with wonder on his future adult traits.
Ryan was a surprise honeymoon baby. He was ready to be born – that’s for sure. He was ready to be the oldest sibling, ready to hit the ground running when he was born. By the time Ryan was 14 months old he was saying almost 70 words. It was hysterical watching this bald baby say three word sentences. I discovered that being his Mom was fun and a delight.
Brady, on the other hand was strategically planned to be exactly three years younger than Ryan. He was born at a whopping 9 lbs 3 oz and did not cry for the first 3 weeks after his arrival, thus creating a perfect nickname for the huge, quiet giant that he was – he was to be called Grizzly Bear or “Grizz” for short. To add even more flair that his name – he is known in our household as any of the following: King Grizz, The Grizzard, Professor Grizzinski, Grizzy, Grizzy the Lizzy and my personal favorite “Grizzington.”
I wonder if on his varsity jersey they will inscribe “Grizz.” At the very least I think that will give him an edge one the field.
My husband and I discover everyday how fun it is to be the parents of these two little angel boys that were placed in our care. They keep us laughing everyday and remind us to see the world a little brighter.
About Sara S.
Sara is an on the go – down to earth Momma, married to a Marine and the mother of two get dirty wild and crazy, play in the mud boys. She loves Michael Jackson, dancing and spending time with her family. She is honored to be able to teach her little guys about the world around them, about kindness love and the human spirit. For fun, she loves to make jewelry, shop, ski and spend time outdoors getting dirty with her boys. Sara is a Sr. Product Manager at Step2.
Long before I ever met my husband or even entertained the idea of getting married or having children, there was one thing I was certain of; being a Stay-at-Home-Mom was not for me. There was something so daunting about having the primary responsibility to ensure that one’s child is fed, groomed, socialized, and developed into a healthy and productive adult. As if those responsibilities aren’t enough, add on the accountability to ensure the entire household runs smoothly and I pictured shoes that were just too big for me to try on, let alone fill. The shoes are still too big to fill but my perspective on the meaning of this role has changed greatly.
Shortly after finding out I was expecting, my husband lost his job (and by “shortly,” I mean one week). We had always discussed that he would be an awesome Stay-at-Home-Dad and this seemed serendipitous. We assumed he could take the time to paint the nursery and get the house ready for our new arrival. While that plan was good on paper, our road had several detours along the way that made his new employment status a true blessing.
We could never have predicted the itinerary of the journey we have had in the last 14 months which included the diagnoses of our son’s congenital heart defect (CHD) at pregnancy week 20, bed rest, an emergency C-section, three heart surgeries for our son and a total of 50 days in the hospital for our little fighter. Our experience has made me realize that when it comes to children, nothing is predictable, and the role of parent morphs and adapts to the needs of our children. Though we didn’t plan for it we have accepted and appreciate our experiences and this is our definition of normal. As tough as this was to go through, life around us continued on. There were bills to pay and I was lucky to have a job that needed my return.
My husband flourished into the role of Stay-at-Home-Dad. My return to work enabled him to get into his own rhythm, develop his own schedule and bond with our son in ways he couldn’t while I was “hovering.” He managed our son through colic, a diagnosed dairy allergy, a healing chest, and a feeding tube. He made it to all of the cardiology appointments, in home health care sessions, and the baby shots. He figured out bath time and feeding time and diaper changes and play time. Doing two daily loads of laundry, boiling bottles, doing the dishes and even finding time to run the vacuum has become part of his daily routine. Settling into the position of Stay-at-Home-Dad has its challenges for my husband, but from my perspective he has aced it! I am so happy and grateful for all that he does and I’m now in awe of my husband and all Stay-at-Home Parents.
I now know firsthand that I couldn’t juggle all that my husband does. I love the way my son looks at my husband across the room. I am thankful for the clean house when I walk in the door. I’m amazed to find that my son would prefer being fed and comforted by his Daddy over me. There are times when this makes me sad, but I relish in those special moments that are just for my son and me.
I am so lucky to be able to put him to sleep every night by dancing around the living room. I am delighted to introduce him to a new food each week. I love that Saturday nights he cuddles with me all night on the couch so my hubby can get a peaceful night of sleep. I get to experience him getting so excited to see me when I walk through the door at night and I know that I can look forward to that for years to come.
I used to think I was a selfish person for knowing that I wouldn’t be good in the role of Stay-at-Home-Momma. After watching it all from the front row I’ve realized that recognizing that is the best gift I could have given my son. We are lucky enough to have figured out a way for my husband to stay at home to raise our son and each day I feel blessed to have a husband who is so nurturing and loving who perfectly fits those big shoes that are needed for this uniform. He fills them well and I tip my hat to all of you who are Stay-at-Home Parents.
One last thought before closing out this post; family dynamics come in all shapes and sizes. I’ve shared my experience but it is just one scenario. No matter what your family set up is, having a little life to take care of has made me realize just how special each of us are and what an honor it is to have the title of Mommy or Daddy.
Tena and her best friend (and hubby) had their first child in July, 2011. Their little guy has a congenital heart defect and he is one tough little cookie; don’t ever think about calling him sick though – “his plumbing is just different.” Tena is an animal loving vegetarian and is excited to teach her son about compassion and the importance of volunteer work. She secretly hopes her son will be left handed like his momma. She is the Online Marketing Director for Step2.
It was a cold snowy night at the ski lodge in late February 2011. We were talking about our hopes, our dreams, and our future. At that point we had been married for a year and a half and had had the talk before. But this time it was different. This time there was that spark in our smiles – an unspoken agreement that we were ready.
Ten months later we received the best Christmas gift ever – news that I was pregnant. I couldn’t believe it. It was Christmas Eve morning and I just stood there in disbelief. I started shaking. Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh.Wait; what?! I smiled. My husband was just as shocked as me. This is what we had been trying for and wanting for nearly a year.
After the news set in (after we announced it to our families on Christmas morning), I started feeling different. Not because my body was changing and the hormones were raging, but because I was no longer thinking about how my decisions affected me. I was now carrying and caring for another being inside of me. I had to be careful of the food nourishing both of our bodies, chemicals I could ingest from the environment, and even where I had to place my seat belt.
I haven’t had the easiest of pregnancies thus far. I’ve probably had every “you may feel” symptom in the pregnancy books. My morning sickness was horrendous and it landed me in the ER at 7 weeks (plus another visit 2 months later). But even then, as miserable as I was, I wouldn’t have traded the pain and discomfort for anything.
I am no longer making decisions for just me. Everything I do is now for the little peanut and our family. I truly believe the moment I found out I was pregnant was the moment I became a mom. Each day I struggle with pain and discomfort, I know that it is for this little one – and that makes it worth it. Isn’t that what motherhood is about anyway? Sacrifices so that our children have no pain, or heartache, or sadness. We will do anything so that they are protected. That is just what I’ve been doing for the past 18 weeks and will be doing for the rest of my life. And I cannot wait!
Ashley is expecting her first child in early September 2012 with her high-school sweetheart turned husband 3 years ago. Together they have a lab named Peak whom they adopted during a ski trip in Denver. She loves all things fashion and cannot wait to start shopping for her little one’s wardrobe. She is the Social Media Manager at Step2 and you may have recently communicated with her if you’ve chatted with Step2 on Facebook or Twitter.
Sure, we’re marketers, designers, sales women, but at the end of the day, we’re moms too. We tuck our children into bed, kiss the boo boos and hold them tight when they worry. We get excited for their first tooth, first step, first day of school, and first love. We’d drop everything at the blink of an eye to come be by their side.
Yes, we’re moms too.
Starting on April 2, Mondays are now Momdays. Every Monday, one Step2 mom will provide a glimpse into her life as a mother as a guest writer for the Step2 blog.
Meet the Moms
Meet Sara S. Sara is an on the go – down to earth Momma, married to a Marine and the mother of two get dirty wild and crazy, play in the mud boys. She loves Michael Jackson, dancing and spending time with her family. She is honored to be able to teach her little guys about the world around them, about kindness love and the human spirit. For fun, she loves to make jewelry, shop, ski and spend time outdoors getting dirty with her boys. Sara is a Sr. Product Manager at Step2.
Meet Ashley. Ashley is expecting her first child in early September 2012 with her high-school sweetheart turned husband 3 years ago. Together they have a lab named Peak whom they adopted during a ski trip in Denver. She loves all things fashion and cannot wait to start shopping for her little one’s wardrobe. She is the Social Media Manager at Step2 and you may have recently communicated with her if you’ve chatted with Step2 on Facebook or Twitter.
Meet Sharon. Sharon became a first time grandma in February of 2011 and had the pleasure of celebrating her granddaughter’s first birthday in San Francisco where she lives with her oldest son and his wife. Sharon welcomes the opportunity to spoil her granddaughter after having raised two boys. Sharon is an avid lover of the arts and has dabbled with oil painting and enjoys interior decorating as a hobby. She is the Customer Service Manager for Step2.
Meet Tena. Tena and her best friend (and hubby) had their first child in July, 2011. Their little guy has a congenital heart defect and he is one tough little cookie; don’t ever think about calling him sick though – “his plumbing is just different.” Tena is an animal loving vegetarian and is excited to teach her son about compassion and the importance of volunteer work. She secretly hopes her son will be left handed like his momma. She is the Online Marketing Director for Step2.
Meet Tiffany. Tiffany is the mother of a curly haired six year old boy who wants to be Batman when he grows up! When she is not engaged in an intense light saber battle, watching Transformers (cartoons and movies), asking her child not to jump from the top step or being told, “you’re playing action figures the wrong way, mom” she contemplates how wonderful it would be if her child were a twin or triplet. Tiffany is the Human Resources Manager for Step2.
Meet Sara R. Sara is a mother of four. She has two daughters – Jamie age 35 and Taylor age 16 – and two sons – Justin age 20 and Christopher age 14. She is also a grandmother of one – Andrew age 3. She lives in Mantua, Ohio with her husband Bill. She has worked at Step2 for the past 12 years (before that she was a stay at home mom for 9 years). Sara is the Operations Manager for Step2 Direct internet sales.