I’m sorry to my future daughter in law, I just love him……

Today JM started a cooking Jr class. It was so precious watching thru the picture window of preschool. There they are ten little preschools all sitting so nice at the table with their little napkins. All taking turns stirring, pouring and “helping”. The best part was the eating of their creations.

The meal:

Cheese Quesadillas, blueberry muffins, strawberries and strawberry milkshakes.  My son did great. One bite of the quesadilla, the entire mini muffin plus the muffin paper, one whole strawberry (when I say whole I mean stem and all) and none of the milkshake… due to lack of a straw.  

All I have to say for myself is WOW his wife is sure going to lovvvvvve me.

it’s my blog not your blog

I very rarely voice my thoughts on the “red hot” topics. I often just smile, nod and say things like “oh everyone is different” or “to each is own” And while I do believe everyone gets to believe what they want, I want the same respect! I read a very upsetting post on one of my message boards today. I didn’t get into it with the poster, I didn’t even reply to the post. But for some reason I just wanted to scream my thoughts out but ……. I won’t do it there I’ll do it here. If you don’t agree feel free to post a comment but I will not be defending my words, there is no need to it is simple how I feel. You can agree, disagree or whatever but this my website so if you don’t like it… there is a little X in the upper right hand corner of your screen.

I don’t think we can speak of “life beginning” at conception, at birth, or at any other time. To be literal life does not come from non-life. Sperm and egg are both living cells, generated by the division of other living cells. The fuse to generate another living cell. That this cell is alive is an indisputable scientific fact: something that is not alive cannot metabolize, grow, divide, etc. and the zygote (then embryo) does all of these things.We can argue all day about the *personhood* of this living cell (the fertilized egg) and the embryo that it becomes and what “rights” it has, but that is not a dispute about whether it is alive.
I just love being a mom if anyone hasn’t figured that out yet! Yes it’s a lot of work. Yes it’s a lot of sacrifice. But it is so worth it. To have my children look up into my eyes and just talk to me and say “I love you” in their own sweet way…… it melts my heart. How could you possible love anyone anymore? Sometimes in life we can forget how wonderful it is to be a mother. We get overwhelmed by the dishes, the laundry, the cleaning, the never-ending work to do, and we lose sight of the bigger picture.

I know so many mothers who are rushed, tired, frustrated and worn out. We all have so much on our plate and I don’t know how it all gets done. I can easily get overwhelmed and I only have two children. With that said I would have it no other way!

What’s new you? We’re fine here in Crazyland!

I very rarely voice my thoughts on the “red hot” topics. I often just smile, nod and say things like “oh everyone is different” or “to each is own” And while I do believe everyone gets to believe what they want, I want the same respect! I read a very upsetting post on one of my message boards today. I didn’t get into it with the poster, I didn’t even reply to the post. But for some reason I just wanted to scream my thoughts out but ……. I won’t do it there I’ll do it here. If you don’t agree feel free to post a comment but I will not be defending my words, there is no need to it is simple how I feel. You can agree, disagree or whatever but this my website so if you don’t like it… there is a little X in the upper right hand corner of your screen.

I don’t think we can speak of “life beginning” at conception, at birth, or at any other time. To be literal life does not come from non-life. Sperm and egg are both living cells, generated by the division of other living cells. The fuse to generate another living cell. That this cell is alive is an indisputable scientific fact: something that is not alive cannot metabolize, grow, divide, etc. and the zygote (then embryo) does all of these things.We can argue all day about the *personhood* of this living cell (the fertilized egg) and the embryo that it becomes and what “rights” it has, but that is not a dispute about whether it is alive.
I just love being a mom if anyone hasn’t figured that out yet! Yes it’s a lot of work. Yes it’s a lot of sacrifice. But it is so worth it. To have my children look up into my eyes and just talk to me and say “I love you” in their own sweet way…… it melts my heart. How could you possible love anyone anymore? Sometimes in life we can forget how wonderful it is to be a mother. We get overwhelmed by the dishes, the laundry, the cleaning, the never-ending work to do, and we lose sight of the bigger picture.

I know so many mothers who are rushed, tired, frustrated and worn out. We all have so much on our plate and I don’t know how it all gets done. I can easily get overwhelmed and I only have two children. With that said I would have it no other way!

off line

Not that anyone will miss me…. Anyone? but DH has decided we are going on a last minute road trip to see snow. (about two hours away).

 So I will be off line until Sunday ok no one discuss anything good while I am not online!

What day it today?

ok today……. I have a new prospective on ones day of birth. In younger years it was about the party, gift, cake etc now I think it is more about reflecting on the sacrifice resulting in a birthday. What my mother went thru to birth children, what they both did to raise children and what I have done and continue to try to do to honor those sacrifices. All those times when I didn’t understand “why” they were doing this to me. (whatever “this” was at the moment). Or how the world isn’t always about myself, other people have dreams as well. They love me and only want great things for me.

What does a birthday actually “mean”? It was the day everything changed. I never realized that before I had my own children and they begun having birthdays of their own. Birthdays are the days when we celebrate: yes they made it another year. Hopefully all in one piece and somewhat smarter. As an adult and mother of my own children, I am still “making it another year” on each of my birthdays. My parents may not have the day to day responsibility of seeing me thru but I now realize they still hold my hand daily even if it is only in sprit (due to the miles between us). I will forever be their child, as JM and MD will always be mine. I wonder just what thoughts, fears, hopes were running around in mother’s mind exactly thirty one years ago to the moment. Was she in a lot of pain? Was she afraid? Was my father scared? Was he like DH and have actual physical reactions to the birth of his children? (With JM he got really sick with the flu when my water broke and recovered a mire 24 hours after his birth and with MD he had a crippling back pain that lasted again about 24 hours both I know were psychosomatic illnesses. I suppose I could ask my parents these questions……

I have grown this year by:

Forgiving myself for not being the perfect mother I thought I would and should be.
I realized a classroom is not always what it appears.
I embrace that sometimes different may just be better.

What I hope to work on this upcoming year:

Accepting I am one person.
I desire love, support and friendship.
Embracing the concept that we as human are selfish to a certain degree and that is ok.
Fully accepting it is ok to know what I want and go after it.

Some of these are lessons that I realized need to be relearned. I can only teach my children what I believe in my heart.

OK maybe my day is still a little about the cake….

“You’re future is so bright it burns my eyes” ~Quincy Jones

“How are you?” “Just trying to matter” ~June Carter Cash

Days like today it’s great to be a stay at home mother!

Today was amazing. The kids and I all saw snow for the first time in our lives. We took a road trip with our very good friends and it was awesome! My only regret was DH wasn’t there. He was stuck at work. Him missing it is one of the few drawbacks of being a stay at home mother. I get the privilege of sharing in every new and exciting moment in our children’s lives. And he has to miss it to take care of us.  It was the most inspiring thing to see them experience something new together. In life as their parent I will have gone thru most everything first but not this. It was so special.Another inspiring thing happened the other day. We were at a Tae Kwon Do sample class and all the children were doing different activities and it was MD’s turn to do the activity. When she jumped over the mat and was smiling away JM hugged her and told her “I’m so proud of you”. It felt so reassuring to me as a mother, that maybe just maybe I am teaching him a thing or two. It was so unsolicited. He had no idea I or anyone else was listening to him. He just knew praise was the right thing to do at that moment. It was one of my proudest moments to date.   

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