Eh, I didn’t get the name of this sculpture
So many people have posted comments to this site — or emailed me directly. You’ve said nice things, given advice, made observations. The typical stuff. I want you to know that I’ve read every word — and that I appreciate it.
I was never great at juggling before this major life change. My desk would often accumulate clutter, magazines would stack up, piles would be made in rooms of things I wasn’t sure of what to do with. Add a tiny child to that mix and the clutter, stacks and piles just get bigger. And bigger.
I’m tired. I’m happy but tired. I have to-do lists that I plan to chip away at slowly, realistically. Returning emails hasn’t been made it to the top of any of those lists. Certainly not for the lack of caring. Probably it’s more likely that it’s because tomorrow is Thanksgiving (already!) and Christmas is fast on its heels, along with all the accompanying hoopla. That lovely friends and family continue to give us gifts and I desperately need to send out thank-you cards. That I have a shitload of digital pics of little guy that need to be turned into prints. That I need to cook a meal — a real meal — just one time in the coming week (please!). That I dream of lying in bed with my magazines and just flipping pages while my body and mind relax.
So thank you very much for your words and encouragement. Be assured that they’ve brought a great big smile to my face. And gobble, gooble to everyone!
Ya just can’t do everything! I happen to think you are one of the most organized people ever. Hang in there. And know you can only take care of the priorities. kathy
When my son was a baby I used to sing this made up song to him that went “I’m so glad you don’t got a twin brother, I’m so glad there is no other, I’m so glad that there is just a “you” because I’d go mad if I had TWO!” He loved it…he never saw it as any sort of insult. Yesterday he was asking me for birthday presents that all ranged in the $150 to $250 range and again the irritation level rose within me and I started to sing “I’m so glad you don’t got a twin brother…” and for the first time ever he looked at me and said, “You could only be so lucky to have TWO of me!” very indignantly. I have never laughed so hard in my life. My point to this story??? What makes them happy is all that matters…how foolish we look and act…is really so low on the list of importance. Devin has so much to be thankful for…a Mommy who will dance to ANY song as long as he’s smiling. I mean c’mon isn’t that all we all want from our Moms? Yup! Sure is.
b.t.w. he just turned 12…so that stupid song made him quite happy for a long run. So did “You have a Mommy Most Beautiful Mommyyyyyyy, a Mommy that makes you happyyyyyy” That had a good long run too. However I just told him that next year he’s turning 5 because I CANNOT be OLD ENOUGH for a teenager. We’re working out the lying details for him now. 🙂
I not only mention the site I tell Devin stories at home to the new parents of my grandson. But the post gave me a happy memory My Mother – Mom stayed 29 until I was 28 and then she moved on to 39 where she has happily stayed even though I am 53 which she said it is fine for me but she is staying with Jack Benny at 39 forever. And you know it works know one remembers how old she is.
Thanks for the memories
Lynne