Friday, September 9, 2011

Not My First Rodeo

This is a saying my dad used a lot when my brother and I were teenagers and trying to pull a “fast one” on him.  This and “do I look like I just fell off a turnip truck?” (which to this day I have no idea what that is suppose to convey but it got our attention…which  was no doubt the action he was going for). 

My dad has several of these off-the-wall sayings.  Like saying “go pound sand in a rat hole” to someone you don’t care for.  Or this tasty little saying “tighter than a bull’s ass in fly season” which can range from a bolt that is too tight, or someone who is too cheap (Like how these can cover multiple situations?  Yeah, me too).  Then there’s the “sweating like a Norwegian writing a letter” that refers to when one is sweating because of the heat, or from working so hard, etc but it always makes me laugh when I hear it because of the picture it conjures up in my head.  Now before all my fellow Norsk folk start bashing me…I AM Norwegian, my father is 100% Norwegian so we eat all the strange food, wear the hot-as-hell sweaters, and think pewter is better than diamonds…and we are proud of it!  Okay?…no need for hater comments thankyouverymuch.

But the saying “Not My First Rodeo” fits my life right now, right here, in this stage.  I am a mom to three boys!  I’ve been through this baby to toddler stage 2 times before this.  This is definitely NOT my first rodeo. 

But some days it feels like I’m riding a bucking bronco and can hardly hang on for two seconds let alone the whole eight.  

Why is that?

I should know by now what to expect when Buggy is frustrated and doesn’t have the words to express himself.  Yet at times my eyelids twitch from the shrieking he does to get my attention or to express his frustration. 

I should know that even at 15 months old, babies still go through non-sleeping periods and will put me into a perpetually exhausted state for several weeks.  Due to teething, growing pains, nightmares etc.  But yet I’m still surprised and end up saying to myself “I don’t get it!  A 15 month old should be able to get through the night with no problem, what the heck is going on!!??”

I should remember that at this age they go through yet another wave of separation anxiety and I should have my patience locked, loaded, and ready to go every single day.  But most of the time I feel I fall short.

I should remember that at this age a baby’s favorite pastime is throwing food on the floor and getting it all tangled in his hair.  Yet I still let out a quiet sigh of frustration whenever I see Buggy drawing a new and improved Picasso in his gorgeous golden blond hair. 

Do I have rodeo amnesia?  I’ve been through this two times before, why are these things still frustrating?  Shouldn’t I have built up some sort of tolerance by now?


The good news about a rodeo?  Variety!    

Sure there are days where I feel like I’m being bucked off by a bull due to shrieking, lack of sleeping, clinginess, or foodie Picasso, and the clowns (aka my two older sons) have to distract said bull before I get a horn in the tush.  Days like yesterday when all Buggy did was scream the entire time we were in a store, screamed when we got home, screamed when he was away from me, screamed as he went down for his nap, screamed when he woke up and screamed on and off through the night (mommy is thinking it’s teething).

But there are other days where I feel like I am riding a horse and running the barrels without a single mistake and in record time.  Getting the kids everywhere they need to be. Like this weekend when we were cramming all our summer activities into 3 days.

But my favorite times are when I feel like I am riding a beautiful stallion around the arena and it feels like I’m gliding, flying even.  Like I can’t even hear or feel the hooves touching the dirt.  Days where everything is running smoothly from sunup to sundown.  Days like today, where I’m greeted with a smile the minute I walk into the nursery and he is happy all day long.  He naps like a rock star, and plays nicely and happily all day long only to go to sleep peacefully in my arms.

Yep, I’m thinking Motherhood is like a Rodeo.  Every. Single. Day.  No matter how many you’ve been to each one is different.  You just strap on your boots not knowing which event you will end up doing, you might ride a bull, or you might even end up stepping in a big pile crap…but you also just might get the stallion!!  And that is just flat out worth it all! 

Does motherhood ever make you feel like you are part of a rodeo?

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indonesiatooverseas said...

I'm not a mother, because i'm a man :) But I can feel how hard is the mother's duties everyday. I love and adore my mother very much.


Bridget said...

Yes, I agree they're all different. i also think we just forget. If we remembered how hard and crazy it can be we would never have more than one!

Jamie said...

I think it's like childbirth - worst pain that you immediately forget about when you see the big bundle of love being handed to you. You block out the worst parts!! But the bonus is, in both cases, you know you survive!!

Anonymous said...

I so agree - and was even thinking something along the same lines this morning, when I woke up with two sick babies and lots to get done this weekend! I just had to gird my loins, pray I won't get impatient, and set to work, not keeping too many ideas in mind about "how this day will turn out"!

Theresa said...

Gosh, all the time. Been hogtied too many times... ;c)

Krista @ Not Mommy of the Year said...

Oh man... that's the perfect analogy! And it's the good days that make you willing to get back on the horse after the bad days.

Rach (DonutsMama) said...

It is a rodeo! You gotta hang on for dear life most of the time and the ride can sure get bumpy!

Lynn Steinberg said...

I have three as well. I think it got harder b/c I was older, more tired, do people have 4??

Missy said...

A rodeo comparison is great! Hang onto the saddle and enjoy the ride is a great way to think of it. And recognize that sometimes we'll get thrown, right?

Great post.

Anonymous said...

I'm still on my my first (working on #2), but I can see that they are all different. And mine is definitely a bit like a bronco. He's something to keep up with!

Hopes@Staying Afloat! said...


Being a mother to three boys and hearing that you love and adore your mother really warms my heart! I'm so very glad!

Hopes@Staying Afloat! said...


I'm sure that's a HUGE part of it. If we remembered just how difficult it all is we wouldn't do it more than once!

Hopes@Staying Afloat! said...


Very very true. We absolutely survive don't we! Even if it doesn't feel like it at the time. Then we get up, brush ourselves off and do it all over again the next day!

Hopes@Staying Afloat! said...


Welcome and thank you so much for visiting and commenting. It truly means a lot.

I'm so sorry your babies are sick. That is so hard! But you're right, you just do what you gotta do to get through.

Hope you come and visit again soon!

Hopes@Staying Afloat! said...


Sometimes it feels like that for days and days on end doesn't it?

Hopes@Staying Afloat! said...


EXACTLY! We hang onto those moments so we can get through the bucking bull!

Hopes@Staying Afloat! said...


Right?? I feel like I should be in better shape than this but I still get worn out!

Hopes@Staying Afloat! said...

Hi Lynn,

Thank you so much for stopping by and commenting. It means a lot to me.

I think its also that they gang up on us! They can sense weekness. HA!

I don't know how people have four, but I respect them greatly!

Hope you visit again soon!

Hopes@Staying Afloat! said...


Thanks so much! And that's exactly right. We do and will get thrown, but we will also have days that are seemless.

Hopes@Staying Afloat! said...


It really is amazing how different they can be. Having three boys I LOVE that they are different, it wouldn't be any fun otherwise!

Grumpy Grateful Mom said...

I like that saying,"not my first rodeo." I'm totally going to start using it. Though things haven't been getting any easier for me either. My patience is getting worse! I'm hoping to turn that around. Still, I feel the same. The great times make up for the rough times. :)

mamamash said...

Now, I only have one boy, so I still think that things go pretty easy most days. But girl, you have three, so I imagine you are earning that golden buckle!

And I love your dad's sayings. My dad has a few of the same!

Anonymous said...

I don't know about rodeos but I definitely feel like I am part of a circus some days. lol
I only have one child so each day is a new adventure, but I catch on pretty quick to when he is trying to pull one over on us.

Hopes@Staying Afloat! said...

Grumpy Grateful Mom,

It is such a great saying isn't it?

I so wish that patience was sold in the stores. It would be much easier to buy it than to try and create it on your own wouldn't it?

You're absolutely right, the great times do make up for the rough times.

Hopes@Staying Afloat! said...


LOL!! Yes, I've earned every scar, bruise and golden buckle I've ever earned. Thats for sure!!

Hopes@Staying Afloat! said...

Optimistic Mom,

A circus is another great analogy. Yes the trouble with multiple boys is that they are either all going in different directions. One is happy, and the other one is crabby, and it's difficult to change gears in a split second.

JDaniel4's Mom said...

I have had to do calf wrestlin during my time as a mom.

Kristy said...

Love your dad's sayings! I only have one child and sometimes feel like I'm in a rodeo. The other night, my son was throwing a tantrum, naked. It was so loud. The cat was upset by it all, walking around, meowing and yelling. I felt like I was in a nut house!

Leigh Ann @ Genie in a Blog said...

How soon we forget, right? I thought my 3rd would be a champion sleeper, after all the research I did when her older sisters were her age. But no. And now I just weaned her at 18 months and she's having a really hard time. I don't remember her sisters being a fussy, dramatic, or hard to go to sleep as she is. Good thing she's super cute and a lot of fun the other times.

@katefineske said...

So SO true! Shaking my head in agreement throughout this whole post :) Three kids and I have to know what I'm doing by now, Right??? Nope. Not. One. Iota (that's what my dad used to say - iota :)

Hopes@Staying Afloat! said...

JDaniel4's Mom,

Yep, there's the wrestling calves as well! *sigh* No wonder we are so worn out at the end of the day!

Hopes@Staying Afloat! said...


Thank you so very much for coming and visiting my itty bitty space. I truly appreciate it.

Ah yes, for some reason when the clothes come off, the tantrums are at there loudest? Why is that?

A nut house is a grand description!

I hope you come and visit again soon.

Hopes@Staying Afloat! said...

Leigh Ann,

Welcome! Thanks for stopping by and commenting. It means a lot to me.

YES we forget SO very easily.

I'm sorry you are having sleep issues with your little one. That is always so rough. I truly believe there is a reason why babies are so darn cute, it's so we keep them around! HA!

Hope you come visit again soon!

Hopes@Staying Afloat! said...


I KNOW! Why can't I remember this stuff? Why can't I just say, oh yeah...I got this!!

Ahhh the Iota! LOVE the Iota! My dad said that as well!

Kelly K @ Dances with Chaos said...

I have never used the rodeo analogy, but it does fit quite nicely.

And while I feel your pain, it's nice to know I'm the only one who has a child with the Days of Scream, or the food Picasso.

My almost-two-year-olds latest feat is yet another twist: waking up insanely early and screwing up the nap schedule for the entire day.

They love to keep us on our toes.