Saturday started out pretty rough.
Words for a writer are like paint for a painter and wood for a carpenter. Heart and Soul would rot of death if they had no access to the written word. Had I been stricken with this awful disease before typewriters graced the tips of calloused fast fingers, if I had [...]
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Day 3: “I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words to tell, to march, to fight, to create a sense of hunger for life that gnaws in us all.”
Posted in Allergy Diet, Depression, Family, Transition on November 7, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
“Seek freedom and become captive of your desires. Seek discipline and find your liberty.”
Posted in Max, Mothering, Transition on November 7, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Sometimes…
Max makes me feel like I wasn’t cut out for motherhood. He’s a bit of an energy vampire. Needy of my attention. Difficult to direct and redirect. CONSTANTLY looking for approval and praise.
I feel like I created a monster. His temper rivals any adult’s {though, he doesn’t break stuff or physically hurt people or things [...]
“Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity! I say, let your affairs be as two or three, and not a hundred or a thousand instead of a million count half a dozen, and keep your accounts on your thumb-nail.”
Posted in Friends, Mothering, Transition on October 26, 2009 | 4 Comments »
I’m taking a part of this life back. Back to a time when reading books and pertinent articles, writing my heart out, and friendship were the only past times I knew. No more Facebook, no more Hipmama, no more reading blogs that often, I’m not even sure why I read. I’m taking back leisure time. [...]
Those who wish to sing, always find a song.
Posted in Transition on September 6, 2009 | 4 Comments »
Feelings, whether of compassion or irritation, should be welcomed, recognized, and treated on an absolutely equal basis; because both are ourselves. The tangerine I am eating is me. The mustard greens I am planting are me. I plant with all my heart and mind. I clean this teapot with the kind of attention I would [...]
The Last Weekend
Posted in BellaGrace, Max, Transition on August 24, 2009 | Comments Off
Our weekend before school…
and my personal favorite…
i never thought i’d look forward to the first day of school this much. max had a ball with his new class, today, and bella didn’t want to leave with me when we dropped him off. she is going to have a lot of fun in her class, too. [...]
Part Two: How I Have To Ask My Mother-In-Law For Help With My Children.
Posted in Boundaries, Family, Transition on August 2, 2009 | 1 Comment »
if i want my mil’s help with max and bella because i have an appointment, first and foremost, i have to ask her with full preparation that she will not do it. this is a must. i have to ask her as if i don’t need her help but that if she happen to be [...]
Part One: How I Began To Get Along With My Mother-In-Law
Posted in Boundaries, Family, Transition on August 1, 2009 | Comments Off
There Are Four Parts To This Post
i dropped max off with his lola, today (“lola” is what filipino’s call their grandma and “lolo” is the word for grandpa, but my father-in-law, a manly white man, refused to answer to LOLO). she offered to take the kids and i out to lunch, so i accepted the [...]
and i realize this post is a bit on the navel-gazing side, but i’m in need of some self-nudging at the moment, so bare with me.
Posted in Transition on July 28, 2009 | 8 Comments »
i’m pulling back from facebook, as it is quite the time suck for me. once i get on, it seems i can’t get off (such a waste of time in any scenario).
sometimes, for long stretches at a time, i read update after update. it is a brilliant site, as i also get hooked on doing [...]
“You think I’m stupid.”
Posted in Boundaries, Max, Transition, Words on July 20, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
something about max’s personality has recently been brought to my attention. it is a trait that is so familiar, only i understand experiencing it as an adult and have not once considered it from a child’s perspective.
he is sensitive, like his mommy (not to be confused with, psychic). he is sensitive to words and to [...]
i have a little secret.
Posted in Transition, Words on July 9, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
i am lonely during the day.
five years of parenting my children full-time has its ups and downs. i talk plenty of the ups in this space, so i’m gonna talk about one specific down that is standing out right now… Loneliness. i’m sure this is something that anyone can imagine to be true of a [...]
