I read somewhere that becoming a mother is having your heart on the outside. Every word of that is true when I look at my two daughters. This is a salute to all the mothers who take care of children whether they grew underneath your heart or in your heart. Please enjoy this day to do whatever makes you happy! You are appreciated.
Prom Night – A Mother’s Thoughts
My daughter, Princess (not her real name), went to the prom list night. These are the thoughts t hat ran through my mind as I waited up.
- My daughter is growing into a beautiful young lady
- I hope she has a good time
- I hope she is safe
- Did I set her curfew too early or too late?
- How in the world am I going to stay awake that long?
- Who am I kidding? Sleep won’t happen until I hear the garage open.
- Say a prayer that she makes it back home safe. Add a prayer for everyone else’s kid as well.
- Realize that late night television programming is the worst
- I should have rented a movie from Redbox
- What am I going to cook for dinner tomorrow?
- Did I cover everything in the “Don’t Drink or Do Drugs” speech?
- What if there is an accident?
- I don’t need to think about any accidents.
I finally had to call my sister on the West Coast to take my mind off all the things that could happen. I am an admitted “worrier” but my imagination takes me places I don’t need to go.
In the end, Princess made it back on safely and on time. No need to worry. Until next year.
Celebrating
Jimmy Fallon Michelle Obama | The Evolution Of Mom Dancing | Mediaite
I thought this was hilarious!
Jimmy Fallon Michelle Obama | The Evolution Of Mom Dancing | Mediaite.
The Universe Wants Me to Be Fat
I admit it. I am overweight. I’ve been carrying the extra pounds for several years now. I told myself I was happy. I told myself I was content shopping in Lane Bryant. (Have you been in there? They have really stylish fashions.) I told myself and anyone that asked that people had to accept me the way that I am. More of me to love. And I was content. Until I wasn’t.
January 2013 I did some self reflecting and decided I wanted a healthier me. A thinner me. I vowed to lose at least 75 lbs. before an upcoming trip to Las Vegas. I joined a gym and made modifications to my eating. I was on the way. (Have you heard of Zumba? This activity is amazing. Exercise that is fun! Who knew?)
Three weeks in and everything is going well. I have my exercise and eating routine down. I lost five pounds. 5. Pounds. Clothes are a little looser. I have more energy.
And then tragedy struck.
It started with a cough. The cough was followed by muscle aches, nasal congestion, a headache and nausea. That’s right. The flu attacked. I haven’t had the flu in over six years and it picks now to try and throw off my new-found lifestyle changes. Curses to the universe! Or the coughing co-worker. One of them is to blame for my misery.
I’ve been out of it for the past five days. But I have learned some things during this episode The human body makes a ton of mucus and can spew it from every orifice on the body. Thank God for health insurance. There are some things worst then death. And I really miss exercising.
Take that cruel universe. You may have wanted me to give in and wallow in my out of shapeness (new word alert). But I won’t. Not as long as that gym debits those monthly dues out of my account. I have 70 more pounds to lose. Vegas is waiting for the new and improved me to show up.
What about you? Anyone made any life style changes this year and find the universe working against them?
How to Procrastinate in Six Easy Steps
The plan was to spend the day writing. It was an easy Sunday morning and I didn’t have anything planned. The kids were busy doing homework so I was distraction free. As night fell, I realized something about myself. I am the world’s best procrastinator. Let me show the way is six easy steps:
- Wake up and immediately turn on the television. I figured I would watch 30 minutes of Melissa Harris-Perry on MSNBC. That turned into an hour and a half. But no worries, it is important to stay informed about current events. It can only enhance my writing.
- Check email. You have to keep the inbox clean. Besides, all those emails about publishing, blogging and writing can be considered research.
- Now I’m hungry. Prepare a late brunch of pancakes and sausage. You can’t write on an empty stomach.
- Cell phone dings. It’s my turn in Ruzzle. I discovered this game on Friday when my co-worker sent me a request. I am hooked. 50 games later I took a break.
- Check in with the hubby. Daily communication can only strengthen a long distance relationship. I can’t help it if we talked for over an hour.
- Now it’s time to cook dinner. Have to feed the kids. After supervising the cleaning of the kitchen and getting things taken care of for the next day, I’m too tired to focus on the characters in my head.
When I named this blog, Unwritten, I saw it as a call to action not a self-fulfilling prophecy. I’ll do better tomorrow.
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On to the Next – 2013
A Parent’s Worst Nightmare – Newtown, CT
I’m all cried out.
When the news broke on Friday, December 14th about the tragedy at Sandy Hook Elementary School, I watched in horror along with the rest of the country. Another school shooting. But this one was different. This time someone targeted babies. Little kids aged five through seven. This murderer killed 20 children and six adults.
I am a mother and I felt this event on a very personal level. I send my children to school every day fully expecting them to return home. Just like those parents in Newtown. Now that illusion is shattered.
All that you are left with is the why? Why did this happen? Can we stop the killings from happening? And we look for someone or something to blame. The media and politicians will talk about gun control, help for the mentally ill and the need for more security in our schools. There are hard questions that should be asked. There are solutions that this country needs to enact. But will it really keep us safe? Will it really protect our children from evil?
Past events have shown us that an individual intent on doing harm will find a way around our laws and our protections. Evil is persistent like that.
Yet, we find a way to wake up in the morning and feel positive about the future. We find a way to cherish the moments we have with those we love. We find a way to comfort our children and promise to protect them from harm. We pretend that we are in control. We rebuild that illusion for our own sanity’s sake.
What happened in Newtown, Connecticut was every parent’s worst nightmare. I pray that they find peace in the support on a nation.