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What a day


The behavior of my child today has driven me to, among other things, write this blog post.

Mason has not been the sweet little boy that he usually is today. In fact, he hasn’t been that sweet for a while now and my patience is wearing thin.

It’s in moments like this that I start thinking about the kind of parent I am. I start to question myself as a parent- something I wouldn’t normally do. I think I’m a pretty good parent. I mean, he’s still alive, right? 🙂

Today, as I was contemplating locking myself in my room, I wondered why I was questioning myself. Why am I so unsure about every little decision I am making today? And, most of all, why am I worried about what other parents will think about me if I let my child throw a tantrum in public and ignore him, or if I spank him, or whatever I decide to do?

Then, the answer came to me…

There about 597,862,186,324 articles out there that tell moms how to be, well, moms. They tell us how to deal with our kids and how to discipline (or not discipline) them. It’s kind of silly. I feel like there are so many blog posts and articles and books out there telling me everything that I do wrong as a mother- where are the articles telling me that I ROCK!

I really think every mom needs to hear that she is great sometimes. And not always when their child is sitting perfectly in church (although that’s nice too). We need to hear that we rock for sticking to the rules we have created for our kids and having consequences for not following those rules. We need to hear that we rock for grooming our infants and toddlers NOT to be those kids and even adults that lack any discipline or any comprehension of what an authority figure is.

So, here it is- Moms of the world- YOU ROCK! Only YOU know what is best for your child. At the end of the day, the only article I need to figure out how to train up my child is the one that God wrote (aka- the Bible). 🙂 As a fellow mom, I pledge to support the decisions you make for your child, to not judge your style of parenting and to always have an open ear and an open mind when you need me.

I feel much better now. And I need to go find out what my child is up to.


Whew… we made it.


We’ve made it through this weekend, through this sickness in the past week, and most importantly through our first year of parenthood!

I was worried there for a while.

Mason’s party was completely exhausting! Brent’s parents both got sick on Friday night and we had to do a quick change to have the party somewhere else.  I think it turned out alright. I just hate that his parents missed the party.

I also hate that most of the guests have started getting sick, now. I promise this McPherson 3 were healthy!!! This bug going around has gotten to almost everyone I know. It’s like one of the plagues in Egypt.

Some highlights from the party…

Some of our decorations. I didn't get time to get pictures of them all.

Trying to eat cake with no hands. Someone spends too much time with the puppies.

This is as messy as he got. He wasn't really into the cake thing.

So many fun presents!!

The balloons were his favorite part of the whole thing.

This is the only half-decent picture I have of the three of us. I'm hoping someone else got one.

What a day


So, my week has been rather interesting and it’s only Wednesday.

I’m not going to get into my Monday. You should just know that it was a little bit crazy.

Yesterday, Mason broke out in a crazy rash. I, of course, assumed that he had the plague and freaked out. I (and by “I”, I mean about 4 different people) talked myself of the ledge and I decided to wait until today to call the doctor if he still had it.

Well, he still had it so we went to the doctor and it is, of course, nothing.

Mason also went to bed on Tuesday night at 5:45. We had a pretty rough day and, quite honestly, I was ready for some separation.

Since he went to bed so early, he was ready to go at like 6:30 today. This is a major problem for me as I am NOT a morning person.

Today has been better since we found out Mason doesn’t have the plague. He did poop in the bathtub, though.

We’re leavin on a jet plane


We leave for Florida this afternoon. Yay!! I can’t wait for some sunshine and pool time.

People are always amazed when I walk through the airport with Mason by myself. I guess if I didn’t do this every month it would be a more stressful situation.

It’s actually more stressful when Brent tags along. (he is today)

Then I have 2 kids to get through an airport. 🙂

If any of you watch Up All Night (one of my favorite shows) a couple of weeks ago they showed them trying to fly with their baby. I think if you travel as a big ball of stress (like Reagan), then your kids can tell and they act crazy.

Don’t get me wrong. It’s exhausting to travel with Mason alone, but he isn’t bad. 

He’s just a wild child and he thinks everyone on the airplane is his friend.

In honor of our trip, I’ve compiled a list of thoughts on traveling with a baby. 

1. Yes, you do have to take them out of the stroller when you go through the security. They aren’t going to enjoy being folded up in there and sent through the x-ray machine.

2. If someone wants to help you, let them. I know we are all super moms that can do it all alone, but it probably made them feel better.

3. If you have a baby you don’t have to go through that body scanner thing. You just walk through the regular one. If they see your husband carrying the baby, they will make him hand the baby to you and he still has to be body scanned. This is one of those perks to being a woman. 🙂

4. It doesn’t matter how many toys you bring, the most fun thing to do is open and close the tray on the seat in front of you. 

5. Family restrooms are the greatest invention ever. The ones in the Tampa airport are exquisite (as far as a bathroom goes). They are usually kind of hidden. You have to be a pro to find them.

6. Generally, old ladies will mention the fact that you didn’t put shoes on your child while traveling. Well, duh. Why would I want to try and keep track of 2 more small items while I’m running around an airport and a plane. 

7. The one time you don’t pack an extra outfit in the diaper bag is the one time you will need it.

8. After many experiments, I have decided that the aisle seat is the best to have if you are holding a baby.

9. No, you aren’t allowed to stow your child in the overhead bins.

10. Flight attendants love babies. Especially the kind that don’t cry.

Let’s try this again…


So, I’m going to try to resurrect this blog, yet again. Honestly, I just haven’t had any spare time to use on blogging.

It’s a busy life with this wild child I have. 🙂

But, I really miss blogging, so I’m going to try to make some time.

So, what is going on with the McPhersons?

– Mason will be 11 months on Thursday. (that’s almost 1 for anyone that was counting) I can’t even believe it!!

– Does the cleaning ever end? I feel like I’m on my feet at least 20 hours a day and it usually involves me cleaning up after this insane family. Our house isn’t even that big.

– I spend the other 4 hours of the day feeding Mason. The boy can eat. He refuses to eat baby food anymore, so I have to actually make him food. Don’t tell me that he gets his nutrients from a bottle, I am well aware of this. We have to get ready for that 1 year birthday though. Bye-bye formula!

– I can’t wait to get rid of formula.

– and bottles.

– Mason and I started Gymboree last week. Let’s just say he isn’t going to be a rocket scientist but he is going to be a beast on the sports field. 🙂

– Are all boys this crazy? Most people tell me that they are, but I’ve witnessed boys his age and I really think he is at a different level. I.am.worn.out.

– I wish I had some exciting news about Brent to write about, but he’s pretty much the most boring person I know. (don’t worry, I DO love him anyway)

– I guess I don’t really have anything exciting to write about myself either. That’s probably why we work so well together- we’re nice and boring. Mason is our only source of excitement or news in this family. 🙂

– You may be wondering about Doby and Lola. Yes, they are still alive. I’m not sure how- between Mason tackling them all the time and my constant (empty) threats to lock them outside on the stairs.

That’s about all for now.

Enjoy your day!!

I’m selfish


[Side note- having a baby sure has re-inspired this blog, huh? :)]

This morning… well at 11:30… when I finally got time to get in the shower- (Mason’s been up since 4… yay!) I started thinking about our new life and all the new things that have been annoying me lately. If you know me, you know I’m not generally a patient person. I like instant gratification- I don’t like waiting. Having to wait 9 months for a baby was pretty tough.

That being said, I use every ounce of my daily patience allowance on my son so there isn’t any left for anyone else in the world. I think this is why I’ve been so easily annoyed lately. Little things that I used to be able to just get over are now “day-ruiners” in my world. (my day isn’t ruined too long. I mean, have you seen how cute my child is??)

Anyway, that back story was just to say that I have become very selfish. Not selfish for just myself, but selfish for my family. I want to do what is best for us and, honestly, I don’t care about your feelings right now. That sounds harsher than I mean it. I do care about your feelings, but they come second to my feelings for my family.

For instance: if you want to see Mason, please don’t try to make me feel guilty about it. It’s a lot harder for me to load up an infant in the car with all his stuff and drive across town to see you in an unfamiliar place than for you to just get your grown up self in the car and arrive at my house. But don’t just assume that I want you over here any time night or day. We are trying to create schedules around this joint. Sometimes, Mason is especially a pain for a day. That would not be the day to come. 🙂

…wait… maybe that is the day to come and let me leave… 🙂

So- before you get upset because I don’t want to bend over backward to make you happy, just think about what you would want to do if you were in my position.

-side note: yesterday and today’s posts weren’t directed at anyone in particular, just random thoughts about things I’ve experienced since becoming a mother that I think people need to think about-

Love to all my readers! 🙂

Dear you,


You- the unsolicited advice giver. (all of you)

You probably don’t know who you are, but you should.

You’re the one that is always ready to hand out advice or make comments about my parenting.

…or really anything in anyone’s life.

It shocks me that you do it, because I know you hated it when people did it to you. If I need your opinion on something, I’ll ask you. Don’t hold your breath, though.

I know that I don’t know everything, but give me a chance to figure it out. You were in my shoes once. I’m going to make mistakes, but I’m sure you did too and your kids turned out just fine. Just let me do it my way. I’m pretty sure I know my child better than you do anyway. I do spend the most time with him.


Every new mom in the world.