Tuesday, November 1, 2011

My Heart on My Sleeve

I would like to address something that has recently come about due to the post I wrote last week about life with Mallory. Before I do so, let me remind myself and those who read The Jenkins Chronicle what a blog is:

"A blog is a personal diary. A daily pulpit. A collaborative space. A political soapbox. A breaking-news outlet. A collection of links. Your own private thoughts. Memos to the world. Your blog is whatever you want it to be. There are millions of them, in all shapes and sizes, and there are no real rules."

In life, we will have moments where in wearing our heart on our sleeve and being vulnerable for those around us to see, we will occasionally experience reactions from others that might sting a little. When I wrote that post last week about the hardships that I have been experiencing as a first-time parent, I wrote it with my heart on my sleeve. Most of the feedback that I received was heartfelt words of encouragement, love, support, and reminders that I am indeed not the only mother to feel the way I have. And there were even those who were a little more concerned about me but still provided positive guidance in a healthy form of communication. Unfortunately not everyone who read my post decided to be as positive and might have even decided to pass judgment on me. That's the part that stings.

Inflicting judgment on others can be a battle for anyone; no matter how old or young, wise or immature, experienced or unfamiliar. Matthew 7:1-5 tells us, 

"Do not judge, or you too will be judged. For in the same way you judge others, you will be judged, and with the measure you use, it will be measured to you. Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye? How can you say to your brother, ‘Let me take the speck out of your eye,’ when all the time there is a plank in your own eye? You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s eye."

This passage in the Bible is so important for all of us to remember, especially when the person we might be passing judgment on is in a vulnerable spot. If you do decide to pass judgment on others, at least be considerate and keep it to yourself. It pretty much goes back to the way that I ended that post - "If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all."

I will continue to use my blog as my personal place to put my thoughts and feelings. And I will do so with confidence knowing that I am a good person and a great mom. For those who follow along with The Jenkins Chronicle, expect to continue seeing a variety of posts from me: happy, sad, grateful, challenged, or otherwise. Because if writers (music, poetry, novels, etc.) only wrote about the good without the bad, our music and literature would be awfully boring.


Monday, October 31, 2011

Happy Halloween!

Though I tried to put together a ladybug costume for Mallory from some cute pj's I found at Target, I couldn't find all the pieces I wanted in time. So in an effort this morning to throw something together that she already had, I was able to come up with a cute baseball player representing her dad's favorite team. All I know is that she was definitely the cutest one in her class today; not biased or anything. Happy Halloween!

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Missing In Action

Yes, I realize that I have been missing in action on blogging lately and I feel the need to express why. Not necessarily because I think everyone has been biting at their finger nails wondering where I've been, but more because I need to use this as a therapy session and just vent. In one word the reason I have been missing from the blog scene: Mallory. To back up that one reason, let me lay it out for you on why I say she is to blame. However, before I sit here and bash my little girl, know that I was really torn whether to even write this post in fear that others might perceive me as being a bad mom. Then I told myself that every mom feels this way at some point so why should I be ashamed to say it out loud.

Let me first take you back to her birthday party. She had woken up that morning a little cranky but after a quick morning nap before the party, she was back to her fun, normal self. Super good throughout her party, having a great time with everyone and everything. Patiently waiting for us to clean up our mess at the park and then head back home to put her down for an afternoon nap; waking up still in a good mood. Fast forward to the next day, her actual birthday. That was when the dark cloud of devil-Mallory rolled in and it hasn't left since. That was over two weeks ago. And of course her timing is always impeccable as I had a three-day event one week and a two-day event the following week for work. And as we all know, when you're struggling for control in one area of life it will always trickle to other areas of your life.

I have been a ball of emotions lately feeling burdened, frustrated, helpless, angry, and unhappy ever since that dark cloud rolled into our lives. I'm not going to sugar coat it, I don't like Mallory right now and sometimes think to myself, "What were we thinking?!" If I sit and think back on this past year that she has been in our lives, I can count on less than one hand the number of months out of 12 that she's been enjoyable for us. She is an extremely hard child; high maintenance, super needy, and unbelievably dramatic. Basically complete opposites of Jody and I. I know that being a parent isn't supposed to be easy, but I thought I would at least enjoy it more often than not. I don't feel it's as if though I had an unrealistic idea of what having a child would be like; I literally think it's because we just don't have an easy child. And while I know that all kids are different and every parent has a different experience, I wish so badly that our first child didn't have to be the hard one. Why? Because now it really, really makes us not want to do this again. And I know those of you reading this might say, "Well every kid is different so you can't say that." And to you I say, "You're right; however, it's still a risk that not only could our next kid turn out to be just as high maintenance as Mallory but could potentially be even worse than Mallory." Is that a risk we're willing to take? Nope. And I hate that I feel that way because I really did want another kid. And though I'm not saying 100 percent that we're done with kids, I am saying that it's going to take a lot of convincing for us to change our minds. If I had to put up with another kid like Mallory, I would probably run away. I just couldn't handle it and keep my sanity at the same time. Call me a horrible person, I'm just being honest. I know my limits and they're already being pushed by Mallory; that's enough for me.

Though I struggle right now to see the silver lining in our current situation, I will say that I'm still proud of the mom and wife that I am. I fulfill a lot of hats and even with the stress that I'm under I do it without complaining (except for right now). My patience level has grown tremendously and even when I feel like I can't take it anymore, I always start each day with a clean-slate kind of attitude. I've become better at being flexible and letting things go that I can't control. Even when I'm stuck listening to a crying/screaming session of Mallory's, I don't let her see that it bothers me. I just let her express herself until I can figure out a way to calm her down. I definitely see a lot of timeouts in Mallory's future.

Sigh. I can't wait for this dark cloud to get the hell out of here. Until then, you might not see very many updates on The Jenkins Chronicle. Especially since most times the posts are about Mallory and currently I don't have very many nice things to say about her. And we all remember what we were taught when we were younger, "If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all."

Monday, October 10, 2011

Birthday Girl

I'll post another entry later tonight about Mallory's birthday party along with more pics, but I wanted to at least get a shot up here ASAP of the birthday girl. Happy 1st Birthday Mallory - we love you so much!


Monday, October 3, 2011

Halloween Decorating

This is my idea of Halloween decorating. The misfortunate part is that the festive candy corn seem to be slowly disappearing which will result in my decoration just becoming an empty mason jar next to a nice bottle of Carvalho Pinot Noir. And we all know that the bottle of wine won't last long either so....I guess that means my idea of Halloween decorating is probably really smart!



Litter Bug

When Mallory is done with her food, you know it. And sometimes she'll pretend she's still interested in eating so you give her "one more bite" just so she can laugh at herself when she throws it on the ground again. What a litter bug.



Sunday, October 2, 2011

According to Mallory

Let's take a look at some of our weekend highlights according to Mallory.

We went to Fat's for a yummy dinner...

Where I practiced my chopstick skills.

We went to NuYo and I took the initiative to rearrange some furniture.

Let's see what it looks like over here.

I had peanut butter sammich slices for the first time...

And I couldn't get them in my mouth fast enough.

And of course, there's always enough time to get a good dance session in while watching Elmo: