tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460219354188174440.post637812088645971231..comments2023-06-27T06:34:47.583-06:00Comments on t h e . m o r t e n s e n . f a m i l y: a snapshot.Jillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03157621535462154500noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460219354188174440.post-57118485856387928182011-11-22T20:16:28.094-07:002011-11-22T20:16:28.094-07:00"Can moms have tantrums?" you ask. I'..."Can moms have tantrums?" you ask. I'm having one FOR you over here! <br /><br />...but I'm also laughing with you (not at you — I promise) because every mom has days like that. And because I knoooooow, with the benefit of hindsight now that I have teenagers, that you'll miss them. You will miss the poop and bubbles and pee and tantrum days. Enjoy them. Really! Relish them even. They zoom by. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoGiselahttp://justb-byou.com/blog/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460219354188174440.post-34545585665785562802011-04-05T07:49:00.474-06:002011-04-05T07:49:00.474-06:00Hilarious and so relatable! I'm with Chanda......Hilarious and so relatable! I'm with Chanda...all hands on deck. Good luck my friend, all you can do is take one hour at a time. Before you know it you'll be getting 4 hours of uninterrupted sleep then 5 then 6. You'll make it. :)These Are The Dayshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07180919710230686531noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460219354188174440.post-56662517551888582042011-04-05T07:44:19.417-06:002011-04-05T07:44:19.417-06:00I feel your pain...Love your post!I feel your pain...Love your post!Roberts Famhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16302358816379522485noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460219354188174440.post-28891021017233210702011-04-01T14:28:34.612-06:002011-04-01T14:28:34.612-06:00I had to laugh. Not at you, but COMPLETELY with y...I had to laugh. Not at you, but COMPLETELY with you, because I can relate so very well. <br /><br />After I had my 4th baby (6 years after our 3rd) I swear, chaos reigned for a good 3 months. Part of it was just me re-adjusting to having a baby again (who knew you could actually forget how to change a newborn's diaper?) the other (and more naughty factor) was simply my kids taking full advantage of the fact that mom was more preoccupied than normal ;)<br /><br />It will get better though. Life will feel normal again...someday ;)tharkerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13959419902975113806noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460219354188174440.post-9886796774509323742011-04-01T11:47:51.828-06:002011-04-01T11:47:51.828-06:00Oh my goodness. Looking back about 37 years ago, ...Oh my goodness. Looking back about 37 years ago, had some of the same experiences. Marc was about two and ran away from home. Just around the block. I remember when Dan and his little friend about 4 years old when shopping at the Cottonwood Mall. We lived only about 10 blocks away. How they found their way - don't know. I found them when I saw the friends black dog waiting outside the mall. When I went in they both had their arms full of toys. Only a couple of my fun raising kids.<br /><br />Hang in there, more adventures to come.<br /><br />RoRohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10283239424847930894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460219354188174440.post-77433429301685789282011-04-01T11:44:08.454-06:002011-04-01T11:44:08.454-06:00laughing. out loud.
hang tough...and tell Marc t...laughing. out loud.<br /><br />hang tough...and tell Marc to clear his schedule...all hands on deck at this point ;-)Chandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03669163961981106377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460219354188174440.post-26917070001120309512011-04-01T08:45:23.225-06:002011-04-01T08:45:23.225-06:00oh.no.
sorry about your no good rotten day.
those...oh.no.<br />sorry about your no good rotten day. <br />those kiddos are super duper cute though!<br />now you listen.<br />are you listening?<br />you text me next time. <br />poop doesn't bother me at all. ;)Nick Paige Josh & Lexyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07060107422756655352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460219354188174440.post-51215658213244730702011-04-01T00:14:06.898-06:002011-04-01T00:14:06.898-06:00I'm in love with this post. So sorry about yo...I'm in love with this post. So sorry about you terrible horrible no good very bad day. Do you think mom's have days like this in Australia?! :)Kimberleehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13198609076056279597noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460219354188174440.post-67630702431900703902011-03-31T23:49:46.474-06:002011-03-31T23:49:46.474-06:00{smile}{smile}Elisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10033238046016110166noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460219354188174440.post-86570751521468335022011-03-31T22:13:08.422-06:002011-03-31T22:13:08.422-06:00Oh missy sounds like quite the day, but I got quit...Oh missy sounds like quite the day, but I got quite the laugh while reading your post! I can't wait to see you Sat and I am soooo excited to meet tiny for the first time.Kehl Familyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13599471660135277715noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460219354188174440.post-17320518601689935892011-03-31T20:38:42.349-06:002011-03-31T20:38:42.349-06:00Oh Jill! Loved the post, good times! Isn't b...Oh Jill! Loved the post, good times! Isn't being a mom the best? Thanks for the good laugh even though I am sure at the time you werent laughing. You can tell how much you love your kiddos though and they also know how their mom would do anything for them. Hang in there with the 3 kiddos, I am looking forward to my adventures with 2 :)Bailey Familyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01767748758257040130noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460219354188174440.post-6933614666785169952011-03-31T19:24:07.852-06:002011-03-31T19:24:07.852-06:00oh jill,
that sounds like a very terrible day. i...oh jill, <br /><br />that sounds like a very terrible day. if you want i can come down when i am in salt lake in a couple weeks and come hold tiny all day so you can get some sleep. . . and try to regain some sort of sanity. <br /><br />it would make me the happiest girl to come hold that baby all day! <br /><br />brock and i are thinking about you guys and miss you lots. <br /><br />amyMrs. Hashimotohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05363288499046006747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460219354188174440.post-49115084963975160792011-03-31T18:22:11.449-06:002011-03-31T18:22:11.449-06:00Yikes! Chaos is not your 'thing,' nor mine...Yikes! Chaos is not your 'thing,' nor mine, so I do really feel for you. Plus the no-sleep thing doesn't help either. Your day does sound like a crazy-making nightmare...but truth be told, I laughed a little as I read it:) You managed to put a funny spin on the whole thing! <br />Remember, insanity is hereditary; you get it from your kids:) <br />xo MomDiane N.https://www.blogger.com/profile/10589276442077111145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460219354188174440.post-85741658514351839522011-03-31T17:53:11.252-06:002011-03-31T17:53:11.252-06:00It's funny how that unconditional love thing c...It's funny how that unconditional love thing comes into play, even on the worst of days! I remember shortly after bringing home my #3, having a dream (not a nightmare mind you, but a DREAM) that I had an Inspector Gadget hand that came out of my side for moments like you just told about. As we all know they all grow up and it happens all too quickly. Good luck with your sleeping. Hope you get to enjoy more of it in the upcoming months and years! ;) You've got this lady! Wanna know I I know? It's because you have the guts to post about your off days and I'm sure crack a little bit of a smile while doing it. xoxoBrookehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16402074930702149867noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460219354188174440.post-82822538093318628032011-03-31T17:50:11.701-06:002011-03-31T17:50:11.701-06:00Oh my goodness I had an anxiety attack just readin...Oh my goodness I had an anxiety attack just reading this post. First... I hope tiny gets up in weight for you! Those first few weeks/months figuring out feeding and sleep schedules are SO hard... and to throw in a toddler and child on top of that has got to be nearly impossible. You are so good to end so positively... but I know in the quiet moments there are tears that are shed. I was JUST THERE... only I just have the two. It WILL get better, you will have less crazy days. But until then I will be praying for you!! <br /><br />Take some time for yourself and go to Krave tonight.. I'm sure your hubs can manage for an hour or two! :)Hilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05116287647096251147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460219354188174440.post-48602615237710220692011-03-31T17:08:38.757-06:002011-03-31T17:08:38.757-06:00Thanks fot the laugh! Makes me think twice if I wa...Thanks fot the laugh! Makes me think twice if I want a #3!Heidi and Juddhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06918402708734407686noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460219354188174440.post-51461926863876324812011-03-31T16:42:27.159-06:002011-03-31T16:42:27.159-06:00Jill, you make me smile. Not because of your rotte...Jill, you make me smile. Not because of your rotten day but because you are so positive in the end. I just love ya and hope you know that I'm only a text away when you have another night like that :)Candacehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16309252006489189155noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460219354188174440.post-75567894749787483122011-03-31T16:41:28.607-06:002011-03-31T16:41:28.607-06:00so true! i laughed my way through your post becaus...so true! i laughed my way through your post because, well, i've been there. welcome to the club--it's called insanity.lynettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09881526034457517352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460219354188174440.post-73081862380464205862011-03-31T16:38:47.856-06:002011-03-31T16:38:47.856-06:00oh, jill... i can so relate right now. i was tell...oh, jill... i can so relate right now. i was telling kevin last night that living on little sleep and having other toddlers underfoot (and making mischief)while trying to meet all of the needs of a newborn adds up to emotional trauma. Like you, I wouldn't change a thing. But that doesn't mean its not really crazy difficult sometimes. Love the honesty of this post. Good luck, I'm right there with you!Nataliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12768195400316361623noreply@blogger.com