A Comparison of Parenting to a Roomba

As I was watching my Roomba make it’s away around my office, (can you tell how motivated I am to work?) I realized that, metaphorically, being a Roomba and a parent are almost the same thing.

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The Roomba is meant to make it’s way through your home and suck and sweep up any dust, hair, or dirt that is on your floor. Well, this could be compared to parenting because we too make our way through the home sucking up the same thing, but we also do this in life. All that dust, hair, and dirt are the challenges we face as parents. Most of it is gross and we don’t want to deal with it, but it continues to pile up.

When the Roomba runs into a wall or a piece of furniture, it will turn in a different direction. My Roomba often gets stuck in the same room or a corner because it keeps turning in circles. Hello! What parent hasn’t experienced that? As soon as you think you’ve got this parenting thing figured out, you run into a wall. Sometimes you make the right decision and you’re on your way again, but a lot of the times you find yourself running into the same wall over and over again or backing yourself into a corner. And when things get really bad, you may just bang your head against the wall purposefully. giphy-downsized

We have one of the first Roombas that was made and the battery in ours doesn’t hold out as long. When it is out of juice, it makes this noise that sounds like a character dying on a video game (like Super Mario). It’s quite hilarious because I often hear the same sound in my head after an exhausting week when I face plant into the couch.

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The upside to all of this is that the Roomba has a handle on the top, which allows you to pick it up and move it to a different room or to put it back on the charger. I think we all have those friends and family members who are willing to pick us back up and help us recharge.

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Recycled Photos

How horrible would it be if I used the family photos from last year’s Christmas cards for this year’s?

I was looking through all of our recent photos so I could start creating a card for this year and I realized that we do not have a “good” family photo from this past year. The only ones that I could even consider using are either from Halloween or one where Lincoln is half naked. I don’t think either one of those would go over well with my mom.

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Thankfully we don’t have any pictures that are this bad.

It makes me wonder how it is even possible for us to not have at least one decent photo we could sho off to family and friends. When I think back to everything that we have done in the past year, we’ve had ample opportunities to get in a few, but it somehow slipped my husband’s and my mind to get anyone to snap a quick pic. But then this poses the question of whether or not this is a bad thing.

Could it be that we were all just having too much fun to stop and take a photo? I definitely believe in experiencing something with my eyes rather than through a camera lens, but it is also nice to be able to go back and look at photos in order to remember all the fun times.

I vow to make a conscience effort to get at least one family photo at every event.

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FYI: I was never a Girl Scout

For the time being, should you receive a Christmas card from the Erickson family, please do not be appalled or offended if you see a half naked little boy or a Halloween photo next to your “Merry Christmas!” greeting.

Don’t Forget to Give Thanks

People, what is going on? Why oh why did I start seeing Christmas decorations on lawns the day after Halloween? Did everyone forget about Thanksgiving?

Look, I love the Christmas season and everything that comes with it. It warms my heart to give gifts to those I love and to others who need it. I love the twinkling lights, the music, the food, and the eggnog (of course). But, Thanksgiving is still an important holiday and we seem to just be skipping right over it.

Thanksgiving is the time when we come together as friends and family and GIVE THANKS for what we have been blessed with. Given the current situation of our country, I think we all need this.

The day moved away from it’s original religious roots so that everyone could celebrate, and I think we all need to celebrate what we have been given. Many of us forget to let others know how much we appreciate them and I guess one could argue that we have a chance to this during Christmas when we give gifts, but I would much rather hear someone tell me how much they love me or appreciate me rather than buying my friendship or love.

Regardless of how you choose to celebrate – with a turkey, a duck, or fish – gather friends and loved ones around a table and enjoy one another’s company. Otherwise, I fear the generations to come will not even know what a Thanksgiving is.

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But first, everything

As I type, there are a million different things running through my mind, and many of them are giving me a headache.

I’m a pretty organized person. I have two separate planners – one for my work life and one for my personal life. Lately, I have been stressing over both of them. So much so that my desk and work space resemble the beginnings of what will end up on Hoarders.

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I feel like there is so much going on that I don’t have time to take a breath, and when I do, I feel guilty because I know there is something else I should be doing.

 

giphy-downsized (2)In the mornings, I sit down and take a look at what I have coming up for the day and then the week. Then, I decide what I need to do first, and today is everything. That makes me freak out because I know that not everything can be done at the same time, but everything is equally as important (in my mind anyway). It can make me crazy.

Of course this isn’t the first time I have felt this way, and it won’t be the last (because what’s the fun in that?). This is when I have to remind myself to stop, take a breath, and remember that everything doesn’t include work, appointments, emails, swim practice, exercise, etc. Everything is my son. Everything is my husband. Everything is this day that I have been given.

The everything that needs to come first isn’t in any calendar, it’s in my heart.

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