“Parenting During a pandemic”

So many have asked, How do you do it? How do you work, homeschool, entertain, stay healthy, and keep a clean house? Well, let’s get real No one I repeat no one can do all of those things perfectly. I, for one, am not doing all of the above. Since the pandemic started, there have been weeks I’ve been able to manage all of the above, but, honestly, I wake up and do as much as I can.
In regards to homeschooling and working, I have to start my day exceptionally early. I wake up at 5:45 am every morning, pop an Adderall, Take a shower, and wake up my two little ones. Yes, You heard correctly I take Adderall. For those of you that do not know, Adderall is a stimulant and a scheduled II controlled substance, which means I have to get it from a doctor. I have ADD (Attention deficient disorder. For me, it can be a blessing and a curse when you have children, but that’s a story for another time.

My husband and I have been able to come up with a routine that works for us. He has to start work daily from 7 am-5 pm. Which means we have to get the babies out of the house by precisely 7 am. We get the babies up, and we each take on the responsibility of feeding and getting that child ready for the day. This routine can sometimes be challenging when one of them doesn’t want to eat until its time to leave or when they both decide to take a poop right when we are about to leave. After we get them out of the house, I drop them off at their grandparent’s house.

As for the older kids and me, I work four days a week, and my schedule consists of providing about 4-5 hours of therapy. Therefore, depending on the day, when I get home from dropping off the little ones, we either start homework, and I work at 12 pm-4 or I go to work from 9am-1pm. When I’m done with work, I usually try to get as many things done around the house before I have to get the babies.

It doesn’t happen every day, but, with Adderall, it gives me the energy and the focus to get a lot done. Therefore by the time I’m done with work and helping the big kids, I try to cook dinner or clean up at least one thing per day. This cleaning routine does not usually involve me doing the laundry I HATE laundry. As I’m writing this, I have a room full of clean clothes but, instead, I’m writing a blog post. Anyway, my family and I have learned to adjust to this new way of life, although it’s been hard we have managed. There are days that they don’t want to do their homework, and I understand entirely I mean we as adults don’t always want to go to work. On days Like this, I get the kids out of the house by going to my parent’s house to play dirt bikes and spend the night or going to the dollar store to spend their allowance.
On the weekends, we have been trying to start projects such as gardening and allowing our children’s cousins to come over so that they aren’t entirely isolated and having family game nights. Our family before this was extremely busy on weekends; we would have big family dinners, basketball practices, lake trips, Movies, and continuously be on the go. This pandemic has caused us to slow down and find other ways to engage besides spending money. For us, our main priority is making sure our family is safe and that we are protecting our children’s mental health. As for being healthy and eating right, I’m still struggling with that momentarily, mainly because I live in a house full of boys and full of snacks.

Here’s some Pictures of the things we did while Social distancing.

New Beginnings

In the summer of 2011, at the age of 21 years old, I found out I was pregnant with my first child. I remember being in the doctor’s office and the nurse saying Congratulations; you’re pregnant. I immediately began to cry and couldn’t stop thinking how. Well, we all know how it happened but, I was more so in shock like why me? Why now? I took plan B how could this be happening. I started freaking out and thinking how in the world am I going to be able to feed and provide for another human when I can barely feed and provide for myself. I was terrified to tell my parents. Here I was only 21 years old; in college had hardly been able to afford my rent with a roommate. At one point, I had even scheduled an appointment and thought abortion was the best way to go. Yes, abortion but, looking back on the decisions I’ve made, I’m so happy that I did not abort my child.

I ended up telling my parents and, of course, my mother somehow already known. I guess it was a mother’s intuition or something. So, in the summer of 2011, I decided to continue my pregnancy and continue to finish college. I had my baby on March 3, 2012, at 22 years old, and I never looked back. It wasn’t easy at times, and having a child made me more mature in a lot of areas in life. I no longer had a lot of time for friends and to go to college parties. For the first three years of my son’s life, I had to focus on school and motherhood. Looking back, I’m always amazed at how I was able to do it on my own. Granted, I had the help of my parents as well as my sons, other grandparents. At the time, I was a single mother; I had my apartment working full time at the University of Phoenix and trying to finish college. When my son’s father came back from college, we did the whole joint custody thing. Doing a joint custody agreement was probably the hardest of everything. Of course, I knew my son was safe, and his dad loved him, but that was my baby. I carried him for nine months and then woke up with, fed him, changed him, and took him to the doctors, Up until this point, my whole life had been rearranged to meet his needs and to have to even think about my son sleeping in another bed or home besides mine was strange. Eventually, I got used to the joint custody thing, and by the time we had gotten used to it, we had worked out our relationship and had moved in together. It’s funny looking back on my years of being a single mother, and at the time, I could only focus on surviving each day. I had little regard for my future and what would happen next.

I say all his to say that sometimes we may not be prepared for certain things in life, but life has a way of just happening to us, and it’s really about our resilentcy. My transition into motherhood has been not only the most challenging experience in my life but also the most rewarding experience. How was your transition into motherhood?

Jadens First time at the San diego Zoo 2014 (age 2)

Hi, I’m Brittany and this is my life as a Boy mom

I’m creating this blog as a way to share my daily experiences being a mother of 4 boys. I never imagined being a mom let alone a mother of boys. Over the past 8 years I’ve evolved as a boy mom and have taken a interest in everything boy related. I’ve learned how to not freak out when balls are thrown in my house and how to remain calm and collected when my child turns into a gremlin in the grocery store. I’m just kidding I’m like every other mom who has anxiety attacks and then remembers who they are and somehow manages to get through the day. To get their kids to school, practices, go to work, make dinner, get them in bed and do it again the next day. I’m writing this to let you know you’re not alone. I’ll be on here sharing my crazy day to day life raising boys. In addition to sharing my daily life I’ll be sharing my thoughts and struggles with parenting, my favorite family friendly recipes, and all of our family adventures. Through this I hope that I can meet more mothers with boys and be able to create a community of boy moms who can understand each other’s struggles and learn from one another.

Now let me introduce you to the reason I’m here my Boys Sean 11, Jaden 8, Elijah 2, and Knoah 7months.

Sean 11
Jaden 8
Elijah 2
Knoah 7months