Community: What is your defining moment?
We all have lives that consume us every day. We all have important things that we deal with every day.
Personally, I am consumed with my children and trying to ensure the best possible future I can for them. Struggles with education, behavior and day-to-day trials tend to be the focus of my life. I am an avid volunteer within the school system and extracurricular activities. I am a busy, involved, normal mother. I would dare to guess that most parents function similarly to my self. We spend our lives doing the most important job we could ever have: being a parent.
Amongst the clatter of life we deal with the function of life; Ensuring the basic necessities and as much extra as we can afford. Some of us parents work outside the home to give the functional aspect and some of us are lucky enough to stay home. The reality is that we all want the same thing: We want our children to have a successful future. Our definitions may vary on what that entails but a future is at the heart of all parental wants for their children.
Is the future an individualized thing? My immediate response would be of course it is. We make our own future and our success is dependent on the wiliness to work hard for it. This is a work ethic I was taught and something I hope to give to my children but lately I have been thinking that this is not entirely true.
We as individuals need a collective awareness that the future is dependent on us as a group as well. The big picture of government, society and the blah that is a reality today is not something I like to involve myself in very often.
The ‘normal’ American family (I use normal loosely because everyone is unique) works hard, plays hard and focuses primarily on the life that directly affects them. Yes, they vote and may discuss politics passionately with close friends and some even write their congressman when they feel strongly about a subject. We consider ourselves involved because we participate in the assigned functions of societal governments.
Are we really involved? Sometimes I want to be. I see the dysfunctional world that my kids will inherit and think something should change. I see that the American dream has been replaced by a fiscal nightmare. I see ‘normal’ hard working people struggle for food and some even lose their house. The reality is there and I want to participate but it almost resembles bystander syndrome.
WE all see it and assume someone else will do something. It has to be someone’s job to fix it right? No? What!?
Then lets go a step further and pretend I was motivated to do something. What would a simple mother from Kentucky do? Nothing, I could do would make a difference. The reality is no ONE person can do anything. It needs a group. A united group, which is seeking true change.We can’t stop bickering about politics long enough to unite on anything so nothing will change. That sounds like a complaint but I can’t even truly pinpoint what I want changed specifically, or how I would want it done much less commit to any particular political cause.
I know that I look around at my small world and love everything about it but when my eye wonders to the bigger picture it strikes fear in my heart for the future.
I would much rather stay in my bubble where I focus on my life and my children’s life and not bother with the corrupt world beyond but unfortunately if I want a future bright and just for my children, I cannot stay silent or complacent anymore.
I would say that we as a group here in the United States of America need a defining moment. What will that moment be?
This post is in response to today’s daily prompt:
Your entire community — however you define that; your hometown, your neighborhood, your family, your colleagues — is guaranteed to read your blog tomorrow. Write the post you’d like them all to see.
Photographers, artists, poets: show us COMMUNITY.
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“Life is like a box of chocolates: You never know what you are going to get.”
Except, you know they will all be chocolate coated. So, you know a little bit; don’t you? (With life too.) You know there will be good times and bad times; you just hope that the good will out weigh the bad. Just like the box of chocolates, most of us hope to avoid the coconut ones, while secretly hoping for the Carmel.
I have been thinking about the weight of things lately. My son weighs consequences versus the short-term worth, that the action will mean to him. My daughter seems to place more weight on things than she needs too: with a daily dose of anxiety! I tend to weight different things than my husband as priorities. In general, the importance of things is such a personal preference yet we treat it like it should be a societal norm. We tend to think of things as common sense or something everyone feels the same about.
The reality is no one feels exactly the same about anything. We all say it is common sense to value education but we all do so for different reasons and in different ways. I value education and feel it is one of the most important things a person can get for themselves, yet, I dislike the lack of individuality in the public school system. The molding of our young children to fit in or be outcast, concerns me.
I wish I could say it always concerned me but that simply is not true. My daughter fit in. She was never the outcast according to the school system. She thought, behaved and functioned within the mold without struggle. I never questioned the mold or its stifling side effect because I never had a reason to.
Then my son came along. He is not the norm. He doesn’t function within the confines of the masses. He beats his own drum and likes it. He is smart, creative, and loving while maintaining his wild side. I love it. Unfortunately, it results in a horrible time at school. He is disruptive when he fidgets and plays at his desk, I get it. I am still sad to try to force him to conform.
Over time, I have realized that my daughter really isn’t the conformist I thought she was either. She is just shy and really introverted. She has her own drum too, but she keeps the dancing inside most of the time. I love her drum too. She shines bright and beckons others to see the brighter side of things. It is awesome.
I think there are no conformist but rather people who practice discernment with their drums and people who don’t.
So basically, I would like to honor the individuality that we all share either introspectively or outwardly. We all have unique thoughts, feels and ideas and not one of us are exactly the same. I celebrate this idea and embrace it. I hope we as a society learn to educate the masses with individuality at the core instead of mass produced standards.
This post is in response to today’s daily prompt:
October 16th is officially declared “Person X Day” — and you get to pick Person X. Tell us about someone who deserves to be commemorated.
Photographers, artists, poets: show us HONOR.
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As parents we would do anything for our kids. We make ourselves look silly just to get a sliver of a smile when they are sad, we spend an exuberant amount of time thinking about how to make their lives better and subject ourselves to a large quantity of poor entertainment to satisfy them. We watch performances some would pay NOT to attend and place ourselves doing the gross and disgusting things that we never thought could be normal. And amongst all this, our lives are consumed. We become focused on family and forget the life we had before they came along. We sacrifice everything and yet we would die before we let anyone change it. Parenting is the best most complicated aspect of our lives.
I am pondering this today because I found myself in an out of character position. I lost my temper on my son’s principal. The mama bear came flying out and I was rude, accusatory and downright incorrigable. I wanted unrealistic answers immediately! I have been trying to figure out why my son hates kindergarten for 9 weeks and my patience ran out.
The reality is, it wasn’t her fault. Or anyone’s fault, I was frustrated that my son is losing himself in school. He is not fitting the norm or integrating into their system. And now, I am wondering if I want him too. My boy is strong willed, he is opinionated and only motivated when he chooses to be motivated. I struggle with this at home and now at school he is exercising his right to choose. He is so very smart. When he wants, he will blow through the schoolwork without blinking and Kentucky has a very rigorous kindergarten curriculum.
Most of the time my son chooses to take the consequence of losing video games and not do his work. He weighs the consequence and is fine with his choice.
How do you combat that amount of analytical behavior from a five-year old? And do you truly want to break that habit? It is really rather intelligent.
I struggle though because I fear for his future. He must learn to function within our society. He must learn the value of work and he needs to value education. He doesn’t get in trouble for meanness or bad behavior, it is truly his defiant lack of motivation that is torturing my household. (When one of the kids is in trouble it is a sucky day for everyone.)
I wonder what I can do to change his attitude toward school. He hates going and it is a fight to bring him there every day. I struggle with the idea of homeschool but I am not sure that would solve anything, long term.
It is the reality that our lives are deeply affected by the public school system, Sometimes it is a positive influence and others it seems to be a stripping of individuality. Where is the balance and what am I supposed to do?
I regret my temper and my rash words but I am still frustrated and without help. I need a solution and I am at a loss of where to find it.
This topic fits with today’s daily prompt although it is not my biggest regret it is what I regret today and it was very childlike:
Daily Prompt: Childlike
Explain your biggest regret — as though to a small child.
Photographers, artists, poets: show us CHILDLIKE.
Check out some other great responses here:
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A week without blogging. How could I have let that happen? I could make excuses like my father was in town visiting, My daughters school was doing their biggest fundraiser (and someone thought it would be a good idea for me to me in charge, silly people) and I am down right lazy. Or at least I try to be lazy. Since, I haven’t even started to write a new post and I have been out a week, I decided to reblog one of my favorite posts. I wrote this a while back. I hope you like it:
Sometimes being lazy is so much work!
Sometimes, being lazy is so much work! I mean, I try to be lazy. I really try to be lazy and I end up working. Let me describe a recent scenario:
I rearranged my entire house and it was a lot of work. It all started because I was being lazy! See, the boy asked me to read something on the TV and I couldn’t see it from the couch. I was upset because I had to get up and stop being lazy. I then, proceeded to rearrange the entire room so I would be able to stay on the couch. Seems a bit anti-lazy but my ridiculous brain said,” yes, do this and you can stay on the couch.” I should have known my brain was lying but of course that was not the case. While, I was rearranging the living room the anti-lazy attack was set in motion and my brain was the mastermind. I started remembering the time I tried to watch ‘Die hard’ in the bedroom and not being able to read the subtitles. I stopped watching the movie and ended up doing dishes out of frustration. I mean, I was laying in bed, comfy and lazy then stopped. So, I rearranged my bedroom.
Ok brain, I see what you did there. Yup! I totally got bamboozled into not being lazy because as soon as I finished the bedroom I no longer felt the desire to be lazy. I was motivated at this point and continued in the other rooms just to clean under things because I had done it for the rest of the house. The other rooms felt left out. I couldn’t risk mutiny. I worked all day.
My husband got home from work and I told him the story about how my laziness led to so much work and he responded simply, “you should think about getting glasses and then you wouldn’t have this problem”
Men are way to logical! Maybe, I should consider his idea and stop the next brain attack on my laziness.
This is the best! My son Logan told my awesome Dad one day (while eating chinese dumplings) that they should fill the dumplings with chocolate and marshmallows so that they would actually taste good. My dad took him seriously and made these awesome treats today. They were sooo good! I decided they were blog worthy! I am even thinking about setting up a booth at the next fair because they are that awesome. Its like a funnel cake filled with chocolate marshmallow goodness. Yummy! The best part is there is practically no mess during eating or cooking! Seriously, easy because I am lazy and I could do it.
Logan’s Fried Smores: Easy five minute (no mess) treat!
Won ton wraps from Wal-Mart (found in the oriental food or vegetable aisle)
Lay one won ton wrap and wet the sides with your finger or a pastry brush. Fill the center with a few chocolate chips and a couple marshmallows. Heat oil in a pan and drop the won ton in heated oil for ten seconds. Remove carefully and let stand one minute. Serve plain or with powdered sugar. Yummy!
How a pro can rationalize chocolate cake for breakfast!
A healthy self-image is hard to maintain when you have kids. They don’t mean to bash your self-esteem; they are actually paying you compliments. For example: “Mom I prefer to lay on you because Daddy’s belly is hard and yours is soft.” This is a compliment to them.
Here is my favorite example:
It’s a nice drawing isn’t it? My son gave this lovely art to me, beaming with pride. He said, “I made this for you! It is a picture of you!” I was so impressed. I examined it closely as I hung it up on the fridge and said, “Its beautiful! I love it. What is the circle? My dress?” He smiled proudly, “nope! That is your wonderful, squishy belly.” I am also walking the blonde dog. That is the leash, dog and dog bed.
It hangs on my refrigerator and I see it everyday. I think it helps me not eat crap I don’t need. The reality, is that it just helps me justify the non-healthy junk food I want. How you might ask? I can justify because I am faced with the ultimate conundrum: If my belly gets hard (like daddy’s) then I won’t get very much cuddle time. I can’t live without my cuddle time. Therefore, I have decided that a squishy belly is a good thing.
So that my friends is how I justified chocolate cake for breakfast.
If I was to cast a movie I would call it the CB conspiracy. It would be about the secret goal of all children to prevent more procreation in the household. I wrote this blog a long time ago but it fits with today’s daily prompt so I thought I would reblog it here for today’s daily prompt:
The CB Conspiracy:
The day my daughter asked what CB meant was a creative and inspirational day for me. See my husband has nicknamed my children and dogs CB1 through 4. When my daughter turned ten she finally asked what it meant.
Of course, I can’t tell her the original meaning: Cock Block! I will tell you how they achieved this nickname. It is a tough conspiracy to swallow but the truth is there and you will soon see how the multifaceted nickname is fitting for all the rug rats.
The conspiracy: My husband believes that children are born with instincts that detect intimacy. As soon as he or I begin to touch each other they must intervene. He claims it is in their DNA. At first I didn’t believe him but as my kids grew older I see he might have a point. My son will hone in on the simplest acts of intimacy. My husband might come close to kiss me in the kitchen while the children are playing elsewhere in the house and BAM he is beside us asking to be part of the “group hug” I am like it wasn’t a group until you showed up but who can say no to that cute face asking to hug so the intimacy is gone and we are hugging as parents instead of lovers again.
My daughter has the same instincts but hers are more devious. She will go on about her day and wait until late at night after everyone is asleep. We will cuddle close and begin to snuggle in an intimate manner and BAM she is at our door asking for water or saying she is cold but the worst is that she had a nightmare and needs to snuggle. We welcome her in and by the time she is ready to return to her bed all intimacy is gone and sleep take priority.
The dogs are just as bad. The little one jumps on the bed and feels the instinctual need to be lie between my husband and I at all times. We can push her down repeatedly and eventually we give up and sleep. During the few time s my husband and I achieve intimacy we have to throw her out of the room, which results in her whining at our bedroom door alerting the other CB’s that she has failed in task to stop intimacy. The big dog is told old to jump on the bed and he gave up on stopping us long before the other CB’s came into existence but his instinct survives in his ability to wake the others and alert them to the situation. The big dog is sickened by the impending intimacy and seeks out the girl to assist him. See her bed is lower to the ground so he climbs up there and wakes her up so that she will stop all intimacy.
The motivation for this process escaped me for a long time and I doubted my husbands conclusions until it struck him as to why, “every animal has instinctual self preservation and they know that intimacy leads to more rug rats so therefore it must be stopped to preserve their place in the pack.” Yes my husband often compares our family unit to that of wild animals and I hate to admit it but he usually has a valid point. Don’t tell him that though I wouldn’t want to give him false hope of becoming the pack leader…lol
The day my daughter wanted an explanation. I avoided answering it till after dinner and homework and bought my self time to brainstorm ideas that would be feasible and believable without grossing her out. So, I came up with a list of very fitting definitions all of which apply to all of the CB’s in my household. The funny thing is that my list is an unbelievable accurate explanation of all the instinctual actions of my rug rats. The list is as follows:
Clean Bat: A clean bat is an animal that uses all sense other than sight to seek and destroy all clean areas within the home. The bats get waves alerting them that a portion of the house has been cleaned and then their instincts draw them to the area and compel them to undo the cleanliness. Both children and dogs suffer from clean bat syndrome and unfortunately there is no cure.
Citizen Ban (Radio): This was my husband’s suggestion because it is an acronym used by more people than us. This one was hard for me to define in relative terms but after some thought I succeeded: My children and most of my friend’s children instinctually broadcast all information that their parents don’t really want known. If a child accidentally discovers that her mother has decided to take a pole dancing class for exercise and excitement that child will turn into a virtual CB and announce it proudly at school with improper context.
For example: Teacher, “ Good morning class did you all have a good weekend?” Child, “ Oh yes!! My mommy learned how to twirl on a pole but she got her leg stuck and said she would not make a buck if she didn’t get it right!”
What really happened is the child over heard a conversation between her mother and her best friend who decided to take a pole dancing class for exercise and to spice up intimacy and the conversation consisted of sarcasm and laughter at themselves and it went like this: Friend, “What did you think of tonight’s class?” Mommy, “ Oh it was just grand I could twirl around the pole but when they said put you leg around it I lost all balance and landed on my tushy it was video worthy.” Friend laughing, “ well sh%$ you know its very important you succeed at twirling on a pole!” Mommy, “oh yeah if I don’t, I will never make a buck and people chunking change at me would hurt.” Mommy and friend laugh and continue talking but the child only heard that one part and was concerned about her mother making a buck.
Children aren’t the only CB that fit in this category dogs do as well I will give another example for you skeptics out there:
You get a phone call from you bestie and notice that the children are happily playing without you so you quietly sneak outside to have the conversation you want to have, keeping in mind the previous scenario where your kids announce everything to everyone. You reach the back door and the four legged fur monsters alert everyone to your plan not allowing you to escape for that one phone call. Its instincts and a full-blown conspiracy!
Now all you mothers out there understand what I am saying and I would love to hear different explanations for the acronym CB.
Here are some other great responses:
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Best In Show: A Mommy Award
The best in show award goes out to all the moms out there who consistently sacrifice and conceal their wants and needs for the greater good of the family.
This award acknowledges and confirms that parenting is a hard job that is not for the faint of heart. A mommy sometimes sacrifices hygiene, eating habits and general basic needs to ensure the rest of the family is presentable. The result is clean and pressed kids, a nicely dressed husband and a frazzled mess of a mother.
I will accept this award for the following scenarios:
- Why my hair is usually a mess: Girl child, “Mom, I can’t find that white top with the sparkles on it. Can you?” Mom, “We picked out your clothes last night, why are you wanting to change it.” Girl child, “ I don’t want to wear that anymore! I want the sparkle top!! I didn’t like the way I looked in the other outfit” Mom, “Fine, I will look for it (mother stops trying to wrangle her hair and ties it into her usual messy bun and goes finds top).
2. Why I never get to eat an actual breakfast: I cook breakfast before school. We all have eggs, toast and bacon on our plate. We start to sit down. Boy child,” Yummy mommy, I ate my entire bacon can I have yours? Mom, “ Yes dear. Girl child, “Mom I forgot I need you to sign a field trip form in my folder.” Mom gets up from the table gets form and signs it. Then sits back down. Girl child, “ Oh, I am out of lunch credit at school too.” Mom gets up and writes a check and places it inside the folder. Mom returns to the table to the boy finishing her eggs. Mom, “Um, were you hungry baby?” Boy child, ”Yes and the eggs were yummy. I thought you didn’t want yours because you were not at the table.”
3. Why my outfit has a weird/gross spot on it: I managed clean clothes this morning, I was so excited. I made through breakfast without spilling anything (mostly because I didn’t actually get to eat) we walk to the car to load up for school and my sweet awesome boy comes over and gives me an awesome wonderful hug! It turns out it wasn’t an actual hug it was I need a napkin and Mom is close so I will hug/smear my grossness all over her…
4. Why I don’t get to shower everyday: Ok you would think I could, I used too, but there never seems to be any time. Moms run around and solve everyone’s problems all day long. We ensure clean clothes; a clean house and that there are three meals a day for all. Then when we decide it is finally time to clean ourselves. We announce to the kids we are going to bath. They immediately give requests before you go after all are done you head to the bathroom. You close the door and hear tiny footsteps headed to the door. It’s the boy, “Can I sit in here and keep you company?” Mom, “No, I would like to shower alone please.” Boy, “Won’t you get lonely? I can make sure you won’t get lonely!” mom, no, I wont get lonely. Thank you. I am shutting the door and taking a shower now.” Boy, “Please don’t lock the door, I won’t feel safe if you can’t hear me.” Mom, “Fine, I will leave the door cracked but you need to return to the living room.” The boy returns to the living room and you begin to undress and turn on the water. Girl, “MOM!!! MOM!! The boy is bothering me!” Mom, “I am getting in the shower, you will have to wait. “ Loud yells, banging and laughing ensue. Mom hears the footsteps running to the bathroom, as she is about to actually get in the shower and BAM! The door flings open and the fight is in front of you. Towel wrapped around Mom she separates and mediates the fight. The water is turned off and she is walking through the house in a towel for thirty minutes. Husband comes home and sees mom in a towel, the kids a mess and just points and laughs.
I accept this award for best in show on a stage made from a large pile dirty laundry. I stand proud with my messy hair and gross smeared clothing. My tummy growls as I beam with pride! In my speech I announce that although, I might be a hot mess my family is happy and loved. I wouldn’t trade a minute of motherhood for the days when I could spend an hour just on my hair! In the end, I would like to thank my kids for giving me the best life a mother could ask for!
This post was written in response to today’s daily prompt:
Daily Prompt: I’d Like to Thank My Cats by michelle w. on August 27, 2013
You are receiving an award –- either one that already exists, or a new one created just for you. What would the award be, why are you being honored, and what would you say in your acceptance speech?
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What is funny to me, might not be funny to others. I find myself hilarious! If I didn’t, I would be a total basket case. Although the idea that I am not a basket case is up for debate. The funniest person in my life is my friend Marcus. He is always making me laugh. He helps me laugh at myself too.
When my son was four, and being the rambunctious boy he is, we decided that the old dog couldn’t handle him and it was time for a puppy that could play with the boy. We had already accumulated more cats from a stray that had a litter but that is another story. The puppy was awesome and a perfect fit for our boy and the girl liked her too. The old dog was happy to be left only finally and our family seemed complete, but the puppy had trouble with the cats. The puppy is named Butters because she is so clumsy. It seems like everyday since we got her I have the same conversation with Butters and it goes like this: we don’t eat the kitty! Butters always objects by widening her mouth and whining while putting the cat’s head in her mouth! Surprisingly the cat doesn’t seem to mind…. Don’t eat the kitty!!!!!
Well, my son witnesses this often and I really didn’t think it would have an adverse effect on him, but it seems I was wrong. One day I was cooking dinner and the boy was being especially quiet so I decided to seek him out and see why, ominous music started playing in my head as I searched for him. Then, I saw him with the Kitty inside on the couch with Butters sitting curiously beside him as if she was cheering him on. His mouth is open wider than I have ever seen it and he was trying to put the cat’s head in his mouth. The cat is sitting quietly letting this scenario happen as the boy tries desperately to put the cat’s head in his mouth. I say bewildered, “what on earth are you doing, why just why? He looks up smiling innocently, “ I just wanted to see why Butters does this everyday.” I was shocked and confused. I am like What!? So I say it to him in the same voice I say it to the dog as I pick up the cat to put him back outside, “We don’t eat the kitty”
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Just like beauty, success is in the eye of the beholder.
We all blog for different reasons and strive for different goals. I blog because I love to write, and the idea of my writings being enjoyed by others, flatters me. I also feel a weird connection to the blogs I follow. Sometimes I think that this website hosts all the ‘crazy’ writer people that are just like me. I am very grateful of that.
Some bloggers want to make writing their career and place great importance on the amount of followers, likes and awards they receive. This is not a bad thing. Blogging can be a stepping-stone to realizing dreams of writing as a career. This is an idea I like to ponder in wishful thinking. I do not have the skill or the time to devote to my writings that would result in a career. Kudos to those who do!
If I had to define the success of my blog, I would say it is very successful. Why? Because, it successfully gets me to write and publish something everyday. If I ever want to do anything with writing, I must practice. I used to write ‘when the mood stuck’ or when I was overly happy or overly sad. Now, I am writing everyday and even managing a post on days when I am not in the mood. This is successful to me. I do not have a lot of followers or likes but every follower and every like is noticed by me. Every comment is read and sometimes reread. I cherish the feedback and it drives me to continue. I think my blog is successful because it has brought positive influence to my life.
What makes yours successful?
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