And just when my poor blogging brain was running dry, I got tagged for a meme! Kelly has tagged me with the following question, “What 5 goals have you largely ignored?”
I will try to ignore the obvious #1 which would be this question that she asked me a while ago.
Really, this is a tough one to answer without sounding like I am just w-h-i-n-i-n-g about my pathetic, little life and all the amazing opportunities I’m letting pass me by as I sit here raising children. So, as a disclaimer, I will say that the goals I list below are merely ‘on hold’ for a while. Right now, I’m doing ok at my goal of not losing any of the children, or my sanity, each day.
Ignored Goal #1: Exercising. I’ve seen this meme a couple of times already and it seems that I’m not alone in this department. I want six-pack abs, visible thigh muscles and Popeye-biceps, but I’d also rather sit and read blogs, sleep or do just about anything else other than break a sweat exercising. Plus, anytime I try to lie down to do situps, my littlest guy thinks it is time to play ‘horsey’ on mommy.
Ignored Goal #2: Learning to drive a stick. Fairly Odd Father bought a stick-shift car last year, and I promised that I’d learn how to drive it. A few sweaty turns around the block, and that was it for me. I keep thinking I’ll get around to it someday, but someday keeps moving to tomorrow.
Ignored Goal #3: Kegel. I’ve said it before, but I do not practice what I preach, even though I really should. I’m not trying to crack a walnut in there, I just want to hold everything in place until I’m old enough to ride around in a scooter.
Ignored Goal #4: Become a calmer person and STOP YELLING! Good God, you’d think with all the parenting books I’ve read, I’d have a handle on this. Those who know me say that I tend to talk REALLY LOUD all the time, so there really is no reason for me to raise my voice. I want to find my zen.
Ignored Goal #5: Get all fired up about a cause. This is sort of a stretch, because I get fired up all the time about things: global warming, our crappy President, animal rights, women’s rights, gay marriage, standardized tests, Darfur. . .I can wring my hands with the best of them and lose sleep over any one of these topics. But, I’d love to really feel a part of something bigger than my little family.
When I was younger, single and child-free, it was animal rights. I worked in animal shelters, boycotted tuna fish, stopped eating meat, joined PETA and learned to love pleather. I sneered at fur. I cried over dogs in the shelter and begged for their lives to be extended for just “one more week”.
I have a feeling my heart will lead me back to that cause once my children are no longer as needy as a newborn puppy. But, it is also hard to choose since there seems to be no end to the worthy causes. My short stint in our local mothers club didn’t cut it, you know?
So, that is it for me. That was much harder than I thought, maybe because my ‘ignored goals’ have been. . .well. . .ignored. I think I’m supposed to tag a few people with this, but I’m too tired to think, so tag yourself if you’d like to play along.
I’m Ignoring You!
FollowThe Boob Tube is Flowing Again
Do you hear that?
Listen. . .
Yes, that is the Bob the Builder theme song! Which could only mean. . .
TV Turnoff Week is over!!!!!! (much fanfare and clapping)
We came through it all right even though the stinking New England weather decided to suck eggs late in the week. We weren’t completely “screen free”, though, as the children did park themselves in front of the upstairs computers and play games, usually around the same times they’d be watching television. Die harders would say we are missing the point, I would think.
(and as a side note, don’t you think my children should be thrilled that we have TWO computers side-by-side in the upstairs office??? shouldn’t that be plenty for them to share??? but, nooooooooooo, I am often called to referee a dispute between the three of them over whose turn it is to work the mouse and listen to “why can’t we each get a computer????”)
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This is completely unrelated, but here is photo of the kiddos from Easter. D is flashing some sort of gang signal, Belly is trying to look as angelic as possible so that she can get more candy and Jilly is voguing. Many thanks to Grammy for buying all their Easter outfits again this year, saving me the pain of clothes shopping for the kids.
Care to shower?
It is no big secret that I dislike showers. No, not the kind that clean your body—I L-U-V those, especially when the kids don’t try to join me—but I do not enjoy the “wedding” or “baby” variety. No matter how much I love the person for whom the shower is being thrown, there are always too many older aunts, mothers, etc around to insure that things remain ‘tame’ and ‘polite’.
So, it was with some joy that I discovered that baby showers are now being thrown virtually. Check out this, a baby shower for Liz of Mom-101, Christina of A Mommy Story, and newbie mom Tammie of Soul Gardening.
Apparently, all of these smart women would like some advice from other moms on what to expect. I know that two of them are perfectly capable moms in their own right, and the third will be just fine, but I figured I’d offer up one piece of advice that no one told me (damn you all!).
For months after you have that baby, wear Depends (or Poise Pads), especially if your baby came flying out of the chute. Trust me on this one. It is quite normal to pee yourself: 1) every time you think about going to the bathroom; 2) as you frantically try to unzip your pants; 3) as you go up or down stairs; 4) when you sneeze, cough or laugh; 5) for no apparent reason. For some of us, this little postpartum ‘gift’ will be around for a long, long time after the baby has arrived.
In a related item, for God’s sakes, KEGEL! I will someday tell my own personal story, but knowing it may cause some of you to cross your legs and never let anything pass that way again, I will refrain until a later date. Just, please, Kegel, Kegel, Kegel.
So, that is it from me. I wish you all a quick delivery of a happy and healthy baby.
For anyone else reading this, stop by the shower site and play the games, offer congratulations and maybe even win prizes. Don’t worry, you don’t have to dress up, eat cold scrambled eggs or even bring a gift.
