Friday, December 27, 2013

A father

Dads need moms to step back. Let the kids and dads play. I am blessed to have a husband who enjoys his children. He plays with them, reads to them, includes them, and disciplines them. When I am working he takes them to lessons I normally would.

If women want to do everything they have to be willing to give up a little control.

Maybe I would not have dressed him like that or let her eat that before lunch. But they are still alive, right?

Thursday, December 26, 2013

Maybe I am wrong.

I believe in God. And maybe I am wrong. But maybe I am not. And I rather be wrong than the alternative. An alternative of not believing and then there being on.

Saturday, December 21, 2013

Oh no she didn't!

Last evening I had to drive 30 minutes on ice covered roads to get myself to our local UrgiCare. My regular provider is on vacation.
I had my 8 year old daughter with me. I did not have my insurance card with me.

The receptionist was curt. And grumbly. I will not be treated with disrespect. Customer service is important to me. I have more or less been in customer service for 20 years.  And I can tell you I have crappy days. And I have been curt and grumbly with customers. No good comes of it.

I walked out. Daughter in tow. The office manager raced after me. I insisted that I would go to the hospital. It was fine. She pushed and I confessed my disgust with how I, a sick and in-pain person, was treated. She urged me to return to the office and be treated. She also apologized.

A kind NP examined me and called in a Rx for me.

I explained tothe my dear daughter that under no uncertain terms that she should never allow others to be rude to her. She should also never be rude. No good comes of it.  An analogy about honey and vinegar was included.

Friday, December 20, 2013

Inner voice vs. Pride

I do not know what you call it. Maternal instinct. Intuition. Gut feeling. Mine is not subtle. It screams at me. Keeps me up at night in some cases. It's is like a toddler who was never disciplined or sleep trained.

On Friday's I usually drive the kiddos to school. Today I needed to drop a Pampered Chef order off at a friend's before she heads out of town. If I did that but still wanted to drop them at school, I would need to leave the house almost 30 minutes earlier than usual. Fine, I thought. I can do that. We can do that. But all night I kept thinking and waking up to the thought that I should just call my father in law and ask him to take the kids to school. No. I can do it I assured myself.  At 6 am I realized I could not. It would be ok to throw up a white flag. I can't do it all. I missed my extra 5 minutes and extra kisses. But my friend has her goods, I am not stressed from having to rush (the road from her house to a main road is wretched so I had to crawl along), and the 36 gingerbread hopefully made it to school in one piece.

I guess there is a reason the voice in my head screams. Maybe I should listen more and stop being so selfish.

Thursday, June 27, 2013

Never say die.

K told me when she is nine she won't be much in princesses.  That's sad to be. It is one more bit of childhood vanishing. I was a late bloomer and late at giving up Barbie. I was in 5th grade I think when I was informed that Barbie was not cool any longer. I may have held onto playing for a few more months. I hope my dear K holds on longer than most girls I interact with. Growing up is hard... if she can delay it she will not regret it.

Saturday, April 13, 2013

Growing up

My sweet little girl went to a fun night at the high school tonight. A few of her female and male friends were there. She had fun despite the fact I too was there. On the way out to the van afterwards she thanked me for bringing her. I wonder how many other moms or dads were thanked tonight. I am glad I was one of them.

Friday, April 12, 2013

We cut out red dye #40 about a month ago. Not for all of us. Just the family member whose body I suspect converts it to speed. So far I think I see a difference. Maybe. Am I crazy? There is no medical proof the dyd does or does not cause behavior issues. So maybe its a preservative. I just do not know.

Monday, April 8, 2013

New girl

A new girl starts in my daughter's class tomorrow. She is a little bent out of shape. She isn't worried about the girl. Its simply the change in her life. I need to help her deal with change.

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Sometimes being kind sucks

Yesterday as a drunken man berated and belittled me in front of his friends I wanted so badly to say "you suck!"

While this may have been honest, it would not have accomplished anything.