Remember Kuato from Total Recall?
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Here's the version where Kuato is free...sort of... :o)
Parenting: in retrospect
Friday, April 24, 2009
So as I sit in the peace and quiet of my home, doing some leisure reading online and SOME catching up with friends and long distance family members on FB, it dawned on me that only 40 months ago I had thought this solitary moment would never come again (unless it's stolen in the middle of the night at the expense of sleep, or during the day at the expense of neglecting my first born or domestic responsibilities :o) - harsh...yah...I'm a mom, what didja expect...we're pretty harsh on ourselves)
Moments like this that my thoughts wander to what life was like before kids and what life is now with kids. Let’s see…before my first kid, solitary and peaceful moments like these were many and occur at my own choosing, again, I will emphasize: unlike now. However, they were not appreciated and enjoyed half as much as now. Seriously, before kids, my peaceful moments were squandered away on less than productive activities like online games (that don't pay out), or chatting the day away with friends that ultimately led to hand cramps and achy back. Granted, keeping in touch with my friends then helps with making up with the minimal contacts we have now after kids :o(, but I guess life is about changes and stages. Oh, and the million and one projects I started and didn’t finish (landscaping, carpentry, sewing, knitting, and on and on…).
Since kids, I find myself appreciating the little things (literally), such as the kids (LOVE'EM), the stolen moments with my husband, the almost extinct solitary moments, and of course, how life seems so cool through a child's eyes. Until I became a parent, other people's anecdotes of their kids seem more like a question of sanity/insanity to me (i.e. huh, interesting, but don't see the humor; or ok...and you find that funny/endearing/adorable, how/why?, etc.).
Now, I find myself sincerely saying "that's awesome!" or "that's funny/hilarious/smart, etc." at these things. It’s as though I took the red pill and walked through the mirror in the matrix, except the world I see isn't at all gloomy or down right tragic like the movie. :o) I seriously wonder why I didn't take this red pill sooner :o) Each day I also find myself thanking my lucky star for the trouble my kids give me.
I mean, yeah, it's frustrating, annoying, simply hairy pulling aggravation. But at the end of the day, I can't help but feel blessed to know that my kids are healthy and got enough wits to drive me insane and of course, I’m grateful that Dave and I have our health to go through and endure all the torture :o), and still ask for more the next day :o)
Moments like this that my thoughts wander to what life was like before kids and what life is now with kids. Let’s see…before my first kid, solitary and peaceful moments like these were many and occur at my own choosing, again, I will emphasize: unlike now. However, they were not appreciated and enjoyed half as much as now. Seriously, before kids, my peaceful moments were squandered away on less than productive activities like online games (that don't pay out), or chatting the day away with friends that ultimately led to hand cramps and achy back. Granted, keeping in touch with my friends then helps with making up with the minimal contacts we have now after kids :o(, but I guess life is about changes and stages. Oh, and the million and one projects I started and didn’t finish (landscaping, carpentry, sewing, knitting, and on and on…).
Since kids, I find myself appreciating the little things (literally), such as the kids (LOVE'EM), the stolen moments with my husband, the almost extinct solitary moments, and of course, how life seems so cool through a child's eyes. Until I became a parent, other people's anecdotes of their kids seem more like a question of sanity/insanity to me (i.e. huh, interesting, but don't see the humor; or ok...and you find that funny/endearing/adorable, how/why?, etc.).
Now, I find myself sincerely saying "that's awesome!" or "that's funny/hilarious/smart, etc." at these things. It’s as though I took the red pill and walked through the mirror in the matrix, except the world I see isn't at all gloomy or down right tragic like the movie. :o) I seriously wonder why I didn't take this red pill sooner :o) Each day I also find myself thanking my lucky star for the trouble my kids give me.
I mean, yeah, it's frustrating, annoying, simply hairy pulling aggravation. But at the end of the day, I can't help but feel blessed to know that my kids are healthy and got enough wits to drive me insane and of course, I’m grateful that Dave and I have our health to go through and endure all the torture :o), and still ask for more the next day :o)