Saturday, May 09, 2015

Mother's Day Musings

I wrote this on Facebook today and it made my mother comment on how she misses my blog posts.  That's awesome because she was about the only one reading them, but I'll go ahead and post this here.

I had to look up Ann Lamont's blast on Mother's Day. Ouch.

Although I'm not entirely in disagreement, especially the part of ushering in whiny kids, a husband and a mother into a restaurant (overly crowded). It's taken many years to let go of my expectations for this holiday. They could never be fulfilled. Yet daily, my kids completely overwhelm me with their awesomeness. I don't own that, I overtly practice giving them the space for them to become themselves. I am happy to witness it.

My journey into motherhood began with many failed attempts at pregnancy only to learn I was infertile. This was devastating, especially having been raised in a culture in which women's most esteemed role was in becoming a mother. It left me without purpose, empty and broken. I persevered, determined to live out my purpose, and fortunately, fertility treatments worked. Left behind were all those women for whom it did not. Were their lives any less meaningful? It called into question the entire foundation I had constructed my beliefs, especially when learning I was having a girl. I could not justify raising her in such a patriarchal environment when I could not stand it myself. She would never believe that her purpose would be so limited.

I agreed with Ann Lamont when she says, "... Mother’s Day celebrates a huge lie about the value of women: that mothers are superior beings, that they have done more with their lives and chosen a more difficult path."

Parenting is a wonderful experience. However, I can't imagine it is the only thing that can offer a person a sense of fulfillment and opportunities at unconditional love. I cannot speak for my sister who never became a parent, but I see the lives she's touched as a daycare provider in the children that keep coming back to her to thank her. I don't think Hallmark created the daycare provider day to go back and thank the most awesome woman who opened her home to you. To think, not just two or three, she's loved hundreds.

My other sister is at the edge of the world rebuilding a life beyond mothering. She writes frequently of building joyful, meaningful relationships. She has touched the lives of thousands.

Daily, I am surrounded by mothers as we share our homeschool journey. We encourage and support one another because raising kids is hard work and not always fulfilling. The more I share with these other mothers, the more grounded I feel. It's like working in a really tough job, but having awesome associates and a supportive boss (kind of like my last year at MCI before having my first kid).

Parenting is awesome. But there is a reason why people who have children have a lesser degree of happiness (I'll try to find the reference). There is a whole lot more worry, sleepless nights, stress, and simply monotonous work (laundry anyone?).

There are plenty of other jobs in our society that are essential and worthy.

On Mother's Day, I don't want to go out to eat (because yes, Ann, I'm on a diet, well sort of, I'm juicing). Nor will I make a big deal whether my kids make me something special or not. I want to go for a long walk by the lake with my husband who has been out of town all week, play video games with my kids, and sit around and knit while binge watching something good on Netflix. In other words, we'll do what we typically do on a Sunday.

Happy day.

Saturday, March 07, 2015

Keeping Track

This has what my homeschool has looked like for the past two weeks.  First I had the flu, and then the boy had the flu, so there has been a lot of time spent lying around the house watching Minecraft videos.  The last of our symptoms have been really tough to shake so we're still lying around the house watching Minecraft videos.

Well, he is watching videos, and I'm wasting time on the Internet thinking that I'm going to start something really productive and post about all the cool homeschool things we do so when I'm insecure about what I'm doing I can look back and say, "Oh yeah, we do a lot of really great stuff."

Maybe I should pick a better photo and show him building a movie theater in the middle of our living room, or growing crystals, or demonstrating how the moon changes shape, but this perfectly represents how we've spent the majority of time for the last two weeks, and will probably spend most of today like this, too.

Inertia is a bitch.

Monday, October 15, 2012

Raw Vibe

I've been working on constructing a new site using WordPress.  I have only a couple of sample posts up (one, a super decadent chocolate pudding recipe) while I'm still learning to navigate through an unfamiliar program.  Check it out at Raw Vibe.  When I get all the kinks out, I hope to be posting there more frequently about all the great raw recipes I've been discovering and creating.  Come on over for a visit.

Rain, Rain...

Lot's of rain here over the weekend here in Chicago, which seemed to be the perfect time to set aside my walking/running routine and call it a needed rest.  I didn't call it in, though.  The hardest part of running in the rain (or under the threat of rain) is getting started.  Once out there, it's so refreshing.  Except for the seemingly excessive amounts of goose poop - that was like running an obstacle course.

Monday, October 08, 2012


I'm no where near the level of endurance to get up and run 26 miles, but jumping out of bed Sunday morning to run out and watch more than 30,000 people start was awesome.  Seeing all those beautiful people starting out on their race is so motivating.  I've had running on my mind for the rest of the day.

Although I had "completed" the Couch to 5K program a couple of weeks ago, I haven't actually ran an entire 5k route.  That is until Saturday when my husband joined me for an early evening jog along the lakefront.  He hasn't run with me since the first months of meeting me.  I suppose after getting married, he didn't have to work so hard to catch me {wink}.  Running with him, the miles flew by and before we knew it, we had finished my 5K loop without a stop.  Yippee.  We had to hurry home because it was freezing in Chicago, and you know, once you stop running, the wind blows right through you.  Some warm tea and a few moments in the steam shower was the perfect cure.

Now that I've seen it possible, I'm so psyched for my first race in November.  Time to gear up for winter, because running on a machine in a gym just doesn't appeal to me.  I'm convinced that the best way to conquer a Chicago winter is all about dressing warm and getting outside daily - exercise, fresh air, natural light and gazing at the horizon is the best prescription to beat the winter blues.

What do you do for exercise throughout the winter?