A New Day
March 1, 2011
All the emails I have received have been so nice and lovely and heartwarming. I wish I had a better explanation for what I have been up to, something exciting to share, but I don’t. I have just been over here living life, doing the same old stuff– like laundry. Every day I’d open up the
dashboard to my blog and everyday I’d shut it with nothing to add.
Back when my kids were all small, I remember thinking that once I didn’t have to nurse anyone or change anyone’s diaper I would have boatloads of free time. BOATLOADS. Then this year when all the kids went to school I thought the same thing. I was going to have 6 hours a day to myself. 30 hours each week of uninterrupted kid time. Oh the things I would accomplish! My house was going to be organized and clean all the time. I was going to stay on top of the laundry. The sheets on all the beds were going to be changed on a regular schedule. The book was going to get written. I would run everyday. And shower! And get dressed! Not only that, I was going to relish in all the free time.
But what I have discovered is that life expands to fill the empty spaces of time.
One morning you don’t open your laptop as soon as the kids leave. You don’t write on your blog or spend an hour going through your feed reader. And then you don’t do it the next day either. Or the next. Something else has taken that space of time. Then at night you think you might open your laptop, but you are sitting on the couch talking and laughing with these crazy kids you gave birth to. To open the computer would be a distraction, a barrier, so you don’t. You are simply enjoying the living of life, with no thought of reframing it and writing about it. There is a freedom in that.
I have missed this. Though I think sometimes it is good to step away, from anything that you do in life. To rexamine. To reevaulate. To take stock in your life.
The other day I was at the baseball field and Miles was being so damn cute, but none of the other parents seemed to recognize this cuteness! I KNOW, right? How could they not? Sheesh, they were all too busy marveling at their own progeny. Then I thought, I need a t-shirt, not a team t-shirt like the rest of the parents, but one that says : My blog readers think my kid is cuter than yours.
And a matching one for Miles that says ____ pageviews can’t be wrong.
And I would bedazzle my shirt.
Yes, that is what made me come back to this blog today.
I may not have been writing over here, but I have continued to write every week over at AlphaMom. So go on and click on the links below.
Youth Sports. They’ll Make You Crazy if You Let Them! Oh the stories I wish I could tell. And honestly I wish more people would keep my first point in mind.
Eating Disorders, Body Image and Raising Girls. This one was difficult to write and is something that is on my mind a lot.
Ten Things the Baby Books Miss. The baby books are filled with things like: baby’s first smile, baby’s first Christmas, baby’s first outing… but what about baby’s first failing grade in school, baby’s first car crash, or first time baby narrowly escapes being strangled by his own parents possibly due to the previous items.
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