All posts tagged: Mom Life Reflections

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Moms and the Month of June

  June is always ridiculous. I called the orthodontist to see if she could reschedule my 11 year old’s appointment or give me an extra 15 minutes because I wasn’t sure we could make it on time. She said you must be having one of those busy days-and then I interrupted and actually told her why and what was making me busy– “You see I’m teaching about an artist at 2pm in this very son’s classroom and just before that I have to go see a lady about the 8 foot octopus that I am making for vacation bible school and I really shouldn’t move the appointment because there just isn’t any other day and can you hold on because I think the UPS guy is here with the knickers that I just ordered for the Colonial Days reenactment we are having at school Friday”. She laughed, albeit somewhat nervously, but that was all the encouragement I needed because I then launched into– “I have to melt paraffin. Have you ever melted paraffin? I mean I …

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10 Pennies

While my husband was at the U.S. Army War College I attended FLAGS–Facilitating, Leadership and Group Skills. It’s a one-week workshop for milispouses to refine skills in leading, guiding, and supporting work in groups utilizing our strengths. It was also known as the week where Mom went to work and Dad had to get the kids everywhere and take care of everything. While I was there we were told that we, metaphorically speaking, get 10 pennies each day to use how we wish. How we spend them is up to us. When the pennies are spent we are operating at a deficit–read We should leave mom alone right now. Pennies are to patience what calories are to food. These all cost at least one penny: Don’t eat that off of the floor! Where are all the couch cushions? Don’t lock your brother in the garage! Look where you are peeing! You can have a favorite shirt but not a favorite pair of underwear! Leave his butt alone! Please don’t carry the dog on your head! …

Movement

We’ve had a lot of it.  Movement.  Movers came yesterday.  Small moving truck today to take our “DO NOT DESTROY” stuff (if you are following we said adios to the 5×8 trailer and upgraded to a small truck).  A lot of moving going on in the house as we to and fro and clean.  We moved our tooshes as we traversed through Disney last week and 53 other things prior.  Moving officially to DC on Friday to a friend’s house.  Then eventually we’ll move into our “new” house.  And someday our household goods will arrive in 4 to 6 weeks and we can really move in. The checklist is pretty well checked off.  And, well, that moves me. But this is really about what my 6 year old said.  You see tonight we watched Disney’s Hercules–and while my son took a shower I heard him singing some rendition of this from the movie: I have often dreamed Of a far-off place Where a great warm welcome Will be waiting for me. I am on my …

Failure Is Not An Option

One of my favorite clients called me today from Virginia.  She starts the conversation with “I wish you were here and I’m such a failure”…. Huh?  We are talking about decorating, right? I think this is extreme and I tell her so, clearly, she is just being dramatic. But the thing was…she wasn’t. She really believed she was a hot mess when it came to all things “HGTV”.  Whether she was or is, isn’t the point. The point is why do we use the word failure at all to describe ourselves?  Is it ever failing or is it learning? Which brings me to my next point–how we take our gifts or our strengths for granted.  We assume that just because we are good, or really good, or flipping amazing at something, and that (this part is huge) it comes so easily to us that clearly this ability ‘aint no big thing’–it’s generic.  Isn’t everyone good at_________(fill in the blank)? And never mind what I’M good at (whatever we think)…look what YOU can do!  I wish …

Happiness is Learning to Love What You Have

Sometimes life is so crazy it’s hard to celebrate what’s right.  A few years ago my husband was in a terrible accident, my mom had ovarian cancer, and I was a military mom on my own taking care of two little boys.  And those are just some of the bullet points that come to mind. The nitty gritty of the in between felt even worse.  Way worse. So. Much. Worse. It’s almost so absurd that I kind of, well, laugh.  I mean what’s the alternative?  Fall apart?  I don’t know about you but most of the time, especially with a deployed husband, there are no safety nets. If you fall…well, it’s just that much further you have to climb to get back up. Better to hang on. Better to laugh. I love my friend Mony.  We do a phenomenal job of laughing together.  I went to DC this past weekend and did some house hunting while staying with her.  We laughed until we cried one night over a memory involving a past deployment, a boat …

Strong Moms Empower

  I learned something new.  It sounds really cliche but I just really got it.  Just because I’m not good at something it doesn’t mean I HAVE to become good at it.  I can take a pass.  It doesn’t mean I am less of a person.  There really is not a report card that we have to ace or some ultimate resume that floats above our heads for all to see. I am not good at many things.  My coordination is lousy–which means I stink at wii, baseball, ballroom dancing and aerobics.  My idea of relaxing is NOT baking, looking at recipes on Pinterest, or cooking.  I LOVE and appreciate beautiful landscaping, but my thumb is, alas, not green.  I’m awful at tracking data in any methodical way.  I could go on, but must we?  It can be fun to make fun of ourselves.  Sometimes we make fun of others.  And sometimes we don’t stop there, we just plain judge. I work with a lot of moms helping them make their houses into something they …