YoYo Mom


My first statement should be that I love being a mother. It’s my first and favorite thing about my life.
My second statement is, that along with the joy, there is pain.
My teenage daughter doesn’t hand in her makeup work (after being reminded three times by a patient teacher), and suddenly I am not even acknowledged as a living presence in the house because I had to bring it to her attention.
The fact is, I wasn’t the only one talking to her about it. My husband actually received the email and together he and I spoke with her about it. Together, we arrived at a reasonable response…so to whom did she speak for the duration of that morning?  Her father, of course.
My older daughters weren’t living with me during their high school years. One stayed in Texas to finish high school with her friends while we had to move back home. The other is my step daughter who lived with her mother. So this is my first full immersion.

The labor pains of birth are very difficult. I gave birth five time, only twice with anesthesia. So, I know a bit about this. Guiding one’s child through high school and into their life beyond is like a long arduous labor. It’s giving birth all over again.

In conclusion, I will state firmly that it is in every way a worthwhile and valuable experience. And even if my emotions are treated like someone’s personal yoyo from time to time…motherhood is still the favorite thing I love about life.

And so it goes


Twice…not once, but twice, I had something brilliant to blog today……….hehehe
And both times the computer cut off. Hmmm.

I’ve really begun to enjoy this blogging venture. My world is expanding and I am becoming more than the sum of my parts. It might not really show yet…but I am.

My life has been small but valuable, to this point. I’ve been a homemaker by choice and blessed to be able to make that choice. I’ve had five wonderful children and one amazing step-daughter. (I still have them) Three children are adults and three are teens. The nest is beginning to empty.

Everything I am has been cultivated by experience and reading, observation and listening to life around me. I read about people who do things that I could see myself doing. Whether the resources exist for me to venture out that far in my remaining years, who knows. But there is much to dream and do… to love and to laugh and live each day with joy.

Right now I’m in great physical pain from dental work which is on the calendar and some wretched foot pain that has been the catalyst for my first purchase of expensive tennis shoes. At least they are hip new Sketchers Shape Ups! So I laugh in the face of pain and growing old! Ah ha ha ha ha!
And go to bed now with the aid of modern chemistry. Oh blessed slumber…to sleep, per chance to dream something I will actually remember!

Blessings to you who read this and those who don’t. And so it goes……..