Monday, September 15, 2014

The Schwartz's vs The Blog Hop

My friend, Michelle, who I want to be when I grow up sent me an email about 2 weeks ago asking if I wanted to participate in a blog hop.  She is an amazing mother of three whose talents know no bounds.  She is a consistent writer, an amazing seamstress, a diligent runner, and an organized homeschooler.  She is patient, kind, and gracious.

When she asked me to participate I thought, why not.  I've been slacking in my blogging so maybe this will give me a push to get back on top of it.  So here are the questions she sent for me.

Why do I keep a blog?

I keep a blog because it's been grilled into me my whole life that "we are a record keeping people".  From a young age I was encouraged to keep a journal.  When scrapbooking was all the rage, I'm pretty sure Mormons were keeping that business afloat.  And yet, I've always SUCKED at it.  Truly, truly sucked at it.  I actually found a box of my old journals in the attic a few years back.  The journals from various times I tried to keep one as a middle schooler and high schooler.  I even found a box of letters that Chris and I wrote to each other while I was in college.  Want to know what I did with them?  

I walked them straight out the garbage and threw that junk away because NO ONE wants to read middle and high school drama followed by teenage angst letters.  Trash.  I didn't even peek at them.  I knew they were all dumb.

So when I was pregnant with Sarah, blogging was very popular.  A few friends were doing it (since then only one of them is still blogging, hi Bekah!) We came up with a name "Schwartztastic" and it was available so I started.  And I guess since it's been a while since the show was on, all my posts are name "The Schwartz's vs...." after our favorite show at the time Chuck.  Chuck was set at a "Buy More" which was making fun of Best Buy which is where Chris and I met.  So that's what's up with all my post titles.

It's been almost 5 years now that I've maintained this blog.  Sometimes I'm on top of it and post often, other times it gets put on the back burner and I know I should do better.  But it really has been a joy for me to do.  I look back at old posts pretty often and reminisce about how small the kids use to be or relive different things we've done together.  I do basically only hit the highlights.  I want my kids and their kids to look back on this and read about the good so it's rare I'll post something that isn't peppy and happy.  However, I have a few times if something has weighed on me for long enough and I feel like I need to get it out.  I wrote once about self confidence issues, and I finally wrote about our miscarriage.  And in my head I've written about a dozen posts about my love for natural child birth and my struggles with breastfeeding, but I'm not sure if I'll ever let that crazy out.

In the end, I blog because when I'm gone this is my voice.  These are the stories my kids will read to their kids to remember me and to remember their childhood.  I hope one day to get the blog printed and bound for the kids to have.  But even if I never get around to it, at least the internet never forgets.  This is why I also allow the blog to be public instead of private so that when I'm gone they won't have to worry about getting and email invitation to view it.

Oh, since it took 5 paragraphs to answer a simple question, clearly I blog because I have verbal diarrhea and this gives me a place to spew it.

What is/are my Parenting Motto(s)?

Hm, this question makes me feel like a slacker.  Am I supposed to have a parenting motto?  Is that like my Educational Philosophy I was always having to write about in my master's program?  I can't even remember what BS I use to answer that question with.  

One motto comes to mind is "not my monkeys, not my circus."  I am ashamed to admit I use to be very judgmental of how other people parented before I had kids.  I knew all the right ways to do things before I had kids.  Now, I am much more open to how other people do things and more gracious when I see others doing things differently then how I do things.  Parenting is hard, you don't need an audience of people judging your decisions.  

Another motto I use, I learned from Michelle's amazing mother, "they don't take it to College".  This is referring to a paci, but I use it in a couple of different ways.  The first obviously is when I'm frustrated and thinking you're too old to still _________________ (use a paci, wear a diaper, refuse to use a fork, need help washing your hands...) You know all the little things that bug you sometimes.  The fact is before you send them off to college they will be doing all those monumental milestones, so don't sweat it.  The other way I use it, is to remind myself to let them be little.  For example, Sarah loves to get her hair cut at Sweet and Sassy so she can get glitter in her hair and walk on the run way.  Is it a little more expensive then every other hair cut place, yes, do they blast Bieber music and have a gaggle of girls dancing around in there, yes, but she won't want to get her hair cut there when she's in college.  So let them be little for now, get a sassy cut, there's plenty of time for trips to the grown up salon later. 

Finally, I guess another motto around here is, "are they alive, happy, and know that they're loved".  Chris reminds me about that one a lot.  Being a stay-at-home mom is overwhelming, stressful, and there's just aren't enough benchmarks for a type A person like me.  There's no performance review, or promotion to strive for.  There's just me, and the army of tiny terrorists that I've bred yelling at me and the battle field is our house which often looks like a toy bomb has exploded with crumbs and shoe shrapnel.  Seriously, why are there always SHOES everywhere in my house.  So when I'm feeling like I've lost the war and Chris comes home to an upside down house and a weary wife, he reminds me that as long as the kids are alive, happy, and know they are loved then I've done everything I was supposed to do.  

What motivates me to teach yoga?

Does discounted gym membership count?  I kid...I kid, kind of.  I fell into teaching yoga.  The teacher was moving and I was worried about the class being canceled so I volunteered to lead the class.  After a month or two the Y offered me the position.  I'm not Yoga Alliance Certified so I don't really feel like I "teach" yoga.  I more or less lead a yoga workout.  I would love to get my yoga alliance certification, but I can't start working on that until Charlie is at least 1 so I can leave him for workshop weekends.

I will answer what motivates me to do yoga.  I've been practicing yoga for over 6 years now and I hope Jennifer will agree that I've grown a lot.  In the beginning I couldn't even lay still for a few moments at the end of class for shavasana.  I couldn't do a forward fold and touch my toes.  And I couldn't quiet
 my mind and breath through the poses.  In fact, I rolled my eyes at any of the hippie flowery language that sometimes comes out in yoga classes. 

Now, I can see that I have better flexibility.  But truly, yoga has helped me become more in tune with the minute and delicate movements in the body.  When I come into reverse warrior and I say "open your rib cage" I feel the space open there.  When I say "breath into your low back" in my mind eye I can now see that space fill with air so that when I exhale I can release the tension in that spot.  I think about the lines I create in the various poses and find the beauty and strength in them.  

(PS, I can do that pose, thanks Jennifer)

What does my perfect/ideal day include?

Ok, right now since I'm still breastfeeding my perfect day includes a hotel room all to myself where no one touches me or talks me for 24 hours.  Seriously.  When Charlie is weaned Chris has promised that he's getting me a hotel room all to myself where I can just read a book and watch Netflix all by myself without anyone touching me.  I know that sounds shallow, but see above to how I mentioned I've written a thousand posts in y head about my struggles with breastfeeding.

Now, the un-shallow perfect day.  I take great joy in the simple things.  Beautiful fall weather in the 70s with a slight breeze, hanging out outside with my family.  Playing on a playground, riding bikes and scooters together.  Laughing with Chris and playing with my kids.  So since that's all it takes, I'm pretty lucky that I can have a perfect day as often as I choose to have the right attitude.

Now to continue this hop, I'll be sending some questions to two bloggers I'd like to hear more from.

First, let me introduce you to Jennifer at YogaLifeWay.  Jennifer is my yoga mentor, well really she's my life mentor.  She's another one of those ladies I aspire to be when I grow up.  (You'll find I surround myself with women I admire.)  Jennifer is an especially strong soul.  She had the rug pulled completely from under her more times in her life than anyone should, yet each time she stands strong, weathers the storm, and is a pillar for others to grab hold of.  And if you're ever lucky enough to take a yoga class from her, that woman has healing hands.  If she ever comes over and says, "can I put my hands on you" say yes!

Second, here's Janessa from Running on Empty.  She just recently became a FitFluential Ambassador.  I have no idea how one even accomplishes that but it's pretty awesome!  Janessa is training for her first half marathon and will be running the St. Jude Half this December.  She's also a new middle schooler mommy and a soft ball team mom.  Softball is hard core up here in T-County.  


PS, Michelle: I think I get the award for procrastination since this thing went live an hour before my due date was over.  


  1. Great pics, funny answers! Thanks for sharing!

  2. Love love LOVE this.

    For Mother's Day a couple of weeks before Eliza was born, I stayed two nights at a local hotel all by myself. It was me, fried take-out foods, and bad reality TV. It. Was. Glorious.

    You're an awesome mom!! Thanks for playing along!

  3. I love this post! :) Your mottos are pretty good too. I've never heard "not my monkeys, not my circus" but I must admit I have felt that way before lol. I keep hoping I'm going to have a random day off during the week so I can come to your yoga class too. Yoga is something I've really wanted to start doing but I just never seem to work it into my schedule. I just need to try making it a priority and do it. Also, thank you for picking me :) This is fun!

  4. Didn't you first take my step class? Then I somehow got you in to yoga? And yes, you're right. You COULD NOT be still at all! But look at you now! I am in awe of your progress, your amazing mom skills and the example you set as a wife. Like it or not, you have been sucked in to my very guarded inner circle and now that you are here I'm not letting you out! And , ok fine, I'll do my blog post too.