Its been a while since I blogged…..Life has been pretty busy. My oldest graduates from high school this Saturday. I remember the moment I became a mother. The feeling was like no other feeling in the world. I did not know it was possible to love something that much. Motherhood has not always been easy and I know I have made many mistakes, but somehow my children have turned out pretty good. They both make good grades and have managed not to get pregnant or into drugs.
Jordan, I cannot put into words how special you are. You have never worried what others think of you and your sweetness and empathy is what most people only dream of. Never has a day gone by that I am not proud to be you mother. Thank you for being who you are. I know you will continue to grow into a extraordinary young woman. I love you
So have you ever been around someone who instantly makes you feel happy and special? Where their smile lights up a room? and when you are in their presence you are calm, serene, happy and you somehow know that everything will be OK? My Zumba instructor is this kind of person. I fully believe that if there is a God that he has bestowed certain people with the gift of being and “Angel on earth” You somehow know instantly when you are in their path. I also believe that these special people have a polar opposite…..people who make you feel horrible and unhappy, where you can’t put your finger on it, but you somehow know they are evil. My stepfather was this kind of person, I knew before my mom even married him that he was bad to the core. I also happen to believe that not everyone can detect the good and the bad people. You have to have a special gift to do this. People who have suffered as young children seem to be able to do this the best.
Thank you so much Lisa for being that special person that puts a light in my world when I am doing something that I hate (exercise) You make the day brighter and you make me feel like I could do anything.
Even though I was raised catholic, my memories of Easter are not of the violent death of Jesus or the resurrection. Considering I am an agnostic, I am not even sure what I believe. My Easter memories consist of Black patent shoes, fancy dresses, egg hunts and Easter baskets. My mother made the BEST Easter baskets! she always seemed to know EXACTLY what to put in them and she would somehow sneak into your room while you were sleeping and place the basket where you would see it the moment you woke up. I can remember semi waking in the middle of the night and I would see the blurry outline of the basket and the feeling would be amazing. Mom always seemed to know right when you woke up and she would appear and sit on the edge of your bed while you inspected your loot. It was such a personal and loving moment. I never remember an Easter when it was raining….the sun was always shining and the food was always amazing. Thank you mom for creating such wonderful memories for me. You always made every holiday special and beautiful.
On the subject of God and Jesus, I am not sure what I believe. When I see the sun and my children’s faces or a beautiful sunset or sunrise, I am convinced there is a higher power. However when I remember certain things that have happened to me or I think about the miseries of the world, I can’t help but wonder if he isn’t asleep at the wheel a lot of the time.
I hope you all have a great holiday and you are creating memories that last throughout the generations.
OK, I need to rant for a moment. What is it with these crazy moms that over-inflate their kids egos. Don’t get me wrong…your kid needs to have a healthy ego, but they DO NOT need to feel they are better than everyone else. I have always taught my kids: There will always be someone: richer, prettier, smarter, more talented than you…there will also always be people LESS richer LESS prettier LESS smarter and LESS talented that you. The most important lesson our children can learn is to ALWAYS be kind to the LESS group and NEVER be jealous of the MORE group. This is how we develop well rounded kids.
I certainly wont mention any names…..but I know a mom who no matter what her child is going through, she tells her…..”They are just mean because they are jealous of your beauty and because you are soooo much better” This is just nothing but BULLSHIT. This woman even proceeds to do this on social media site so everyone can be witness to her idiocy. I am not sure…but I believe this person is a TEACHER!!! for gods sake, don’t they teach you in college not to do this kind of crap???????
I would NEVER tell my child if she is having an issue with someone that it is because they are better. The first thing I always ask is: “What could you have done differently or better to improve the situation?”
The most important thing we can tech our kids is how to get along with other humans, even the dull and ignorant, and how to communicate effectively.
OK, I’m off my soapbox now. Any thought you may have would be appreciated….
Just went a did a spin class with my oldest and let me just say…it is not natural for my fat ass to be positioned on such a small seat for a solid hour!!!! I’m ready to sit down and watch AI. I love that show and my fave is Philip Phillips. He will win. Girls are in a surprisingly good mood after the lunch fight. I cherish these moments…cue the sentimental music…….
Went home for lunch and told my girls I was blogging…they went to the site and say…”way to put it all out there mom” Is there any other way????? Remember what I said about my girls being beautiful……they are physically, but I take it all back…they were fighting during my lunch break, (I will be glad when spring break is OVER) Kinda tired of the guilt trip about not going to the beach. NEWS FLASH girls, we are all redheaded, the beach is not the place for us….ANOTHER NEWS FLASH… when you say “F” U to each other..might as well just say fuck. Same thing…..Is it wrong that I am kinda proud they are so feisty and passionate??? I don’t think so. Anyway, please get along with each other and love each other, you both see what a GREAT relationship I have with my siblings…. NOT! Please don’t forget how much you mean to each other. On a side note, very excited to finally be back with my Dance mom group next week…(My youngest is on a dance team and I Love my dance mom friends. GIRLS IF YOU ARE READING THIS….CLEAN YOUR ROOMS. LOVE YOU BOTH.
One more thing…glad to have Friday off with my sweeties, I am sooooo sick of work right now. I work with a bunch of right wing extremist christians, not really my usual crowd.
a little about myself……
I am a 43 year old married mother of two beautiful teenage girls and a great husband. I have survived…breast cancer, child sexual abuse, addiction, divorce, a multitude of family issuses. I am firecely loyal and VERY liberal (except when it comes to punishment for child abusers) I say kill them all. I am terrible with money but great with people. I have a gift for sifting through the bullshit where people are concerned. I am a HUGE Stephen King fan. His books saved me from many nights of abuse as a child…I read horror to keep me awake. The boogyman didn’t visit when I was awake. I am writing this blog for two reason; 1. because I have a lot to say and maybe someone will benefit from it and 2. for my girls. Happy reading