Steven and I just can’t get over how much Connor loves to be with Susanna and Aiden. As he follows them around the house and tries to escape outside with them we say, “He sure wants to be one of the gang!”. Tonight, he insisted on going upstairs with the kids to watch a movie. When I went up to check on them, I found all three of them fast asleep on the couch! For the first time EVER, he fell asleep without his binky, special taggie blanket, or even his cup of milk. But, I guess you don’t need those things when you are right between your two favorite people in the whole world!
Thursday, September 30, 2010
I was driving home from Savannah today after doing a little shopping, and I was just taken over by the gorgeous clouds over the Ogeechee River. I just had to stop at King's Ferry to take a few pictures! Talk about having my head in the clouds....
|Our Grandmother's Genteration|
I spent the whole decade of my twenties going to college, graduate school, and working hard to build my teaching career. Of course, that wasn't all I was busy with! I was also busy getting married, being a newlywed, and by the end of my twenties, I was already a mother of three small children. It the midst of all of this, if you had asked me if I would ever consider being a "stay at home mom", I would have most certainly let out a loud guffaw and assured you that that would never be of any interest to me. I would have probably said things like, "I would be bored to death at home", or "I have to feel like I am contributing something to the world". My how things have changed! Now in my thirties, with exactly the career that I was so busy building, I wish desperately wish that I wasn't constantly running around completely crazy picking up and dropping of the kids and trying frantically to keep up with everything from grocery shopping to PTO meetings. I find myself day dreaming on the way to work, after dropping off all 3 kids and already running 10 minutes late at 6:30 a.m., about a life where I had the option to spend my mornings hanging out with Connor, drinking coffee, and watching The Early Show!
Steven and I actually spent probably close to $300 on lottery tickets the week or so before I was to return to work this summer trying to win enough for me to be able to say home for at least one year! Rest assured, we were playing out of fun in a tongue-in-cheek way fully aware of the odds against us! (He did however scratch one $500 ticket!) The only thought that really gets me through the hard times is trying to remember that this is only one small phase of my life. Before I know it, it will be gone and I will be looking back on my 30s and thinking how incredibly smooth it all went!
While in graduate school, I stumbled across a theory called the "Quarter-Life Crisis' that has really stuck with me all these years. Feel free to google it for yourself, but in a nut shell, it recognizes a certain point that many thirysomethings reach after spending a good decade going to college and building a life and career for themselves. It calls upon the idea that we, just fresh out of own adolescences, are forced to make such enormous decisions like what whether or not we should go to college, what majors we should choose, whether or not to get married, have a baby, etc. All of these decisions often come before we are perhaps fully armed, both with the necessary experience and cognitive ability, to face the outcomes of the choices that we have made. It makes me really wish that we had a pause button to press on our 19th birthday so that our 33 year-old selves could step in and tell us a thing or two about how these decisions will impact our entire future! This is not to say, however, that I would have changed one single thing! If I could take a picture of my life now and hand it to my 19 year-old self, I am sure that I would be completely happy and proud of where I am.....even as chaotic and totally out of control as it sometimes feels!
Sunday, September 26, 2010
I think she would be happy that my dad is now on his own, and that I have managed to reconnect with my sister.
She would love to seeing Steven! She would enjoy seeing the father and husband that he has become. She would tell me how much his own mother would love to see him, and how lucky I am to have a husband who loves me so much. She would remind me that she always knew that he was special.
I know that she would be excited about some of the new opportunities that have come my way, but of course, she would be giving me a long lecture about spreading myself too thin and trying to do too many things at one time.