Posts tagged ‘parenting’

May 28th, 2010

The Things My Mother Told Me

In the time since I began writing, I haven’t once yet written about my mother. My mom is a private person; part of me wanted to respect that. But another part of me, the writer part, simply felt overwhelmed by the prospect. How do you summarize a mother in brief essay format? I let Mother’s Day slip by this year without one written word, choosing to let others more brave than I take up the mantle, and I wish that I hadn’t. It was this post, http://www.themomoirproject.com/?p=992, by Danielle Christopher, that inspired me to follow the Nike creed and Just Do It. I don’t want to wait until my mom is gone to say what should be said.

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The Things My Mother Told Me

My mother always told me, “Christie, be a lady.” My mother always asked, “Christie, is your room tidy?” And, when feeling a little over-taxed by the non-stop demands of her three busy children, my mother could occasionally be heard to exclaim, “Why don’t you stick a broom up my butt and I’ll sweep the floor while I’m at it!”

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May 26th, 2010

Expand the Harmonious

…or, Life Lessons from my 12 Year-Old

…or, Patience, Thy Name is Christie….NOT!

I am not a patient person. I know this about myself. Lately, I have been less patient than I care to admit. My husband is away every week; my work obligations are soaring; my Little Miss’ year-end school commitments and activities are peaking in a flurry of assignments, dress rehearsals, recitals and concerts; and a beloved family pet passed on after a sad week peppered with multiple trips to the vet. I am frazzled. Case in point: Me, at the end of last week, attempting to fulfill the school-day-mom routine I preform Monday through Friday, September through June, in order to get my Little Miss out the door on time.

It went like this:

Me: Please hurry.

LM: I’m hurrying.

5 minutes later…

Me: Are you ready? Are you hurrying?

LM: Yes Mom, I said I’m hurrying.

2 minutes later…

Me: Is your bed made? Have you finished breakfast? Where are your shoes? Are you watching the time? We only have 5 minutes!

LM: (With a heavy sigh for dramatic effect) No Mom. Not yet. On my feet. Yes. I know!

Me: (Not listening) You know you need to make your bed and we have to leave and you’re not hurrying!

LM: Mom…I-AM-HURRYING!

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May 3rd, 2010

“Vicious,” or “Good Girls Making Tough Choices”

On the weekend I went to a high school drama performance. It was written by the roughly 24 grade-nine and grade-ten students performing, all of whom were girls save for the four, brave boys who chose to stand in their midst. It was a series of vignettes, scenes derived from monologues written by the students and based on their real-life, early-teen-aged experiences. The students collectively chose to title their presentation “Vicious, a representation, according to the teacher, of their perception of themselves: The average 14 year-old girl.

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April 27th, 2010

Does Quitting a Sport Make us Quitters?

I recently read a post called “Try”ing Times on the blog Drama for Mama, at this link:

http://dramaformama.wordpress.com/2010/04/20/trying-times/.

It addresses the issue of kids in sports—when to push, when not to push, when to let them choose, when not to let them choose, and when it’s okay, if ever, to let them quit. Apparently I’m not the only reader. This post has generated 32 comments and counting! It seems us moms have a lot to say on this subject, and we’re not shy about sharing.

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March 30th, 2010

After the Third Trimester

I believe that we parent our children in trimesters. Similar to the trimesters of pregnancy, each phase of parenting is characterized by unique developmental stages for both mother and child.

Parenting Trimester 1: From birth to full-time school-age, ages 0-6.

During this phase, as our children grow from infants to toddlers, and from toddlers to school-aged children, we, too, grow. At first we simply try to find our legs, dedicating ourselves to something small and precious in a way that we never have before, and adjusting our identities from woman or wife or partner, or however we previously defined ourselves, to mother. Many of us set aside years of education and hard-won careers to learn to function on three hours or less of sleep each night while seldom, if ever, going the washroom uninterrupted. We are blown away by the sheer power and force of mother-love. We believe that this is both the most challenging and rewarding time in a parent’s life, but we are wrong.

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March 29th, 2010

The Phantom in the Other Room

I am lying awake in bed in the early hours of morning, my husband lost in dreams beside me while darkness shrouds the spring-time day soon to explode outside my window. I am sleepy-eyed and cozy and still in that blissful, transformed state that occurs only when you’ve just woken from a deep and restful sleep and the details of daily reality have yet to flood back into your consciousness to shock you stupid. That’s when I hear it. Like a phantom menace from my daughter’s bedroom emerge the sounds I have come to dread most: Cough-cough, sniffle-sniffle, cough, sniffle, cough-cough. “Please God, please,” I silently pray, “Please, don’t let her be sick again.”

My prayers fall on deaf ears. By the time I reach her bedroom the coughing is intense. Her child-cum-young-lady’s body is convulsing in rhythm to the spasms in her lungs, her cheeks, flushed and warm to the touch, and her face contorted in an expression that screams “Help me, Mom.” She is twelve. I am not new at this. I should be able to keep her healthy. I should be a better mother.

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March 28th, 2010

Getting to Know Me

For those of you just getting to know me, my life as a mother has not always been quite as straight-forward as it now seems. Rather than reinvent the wheel, or in this case re-write it, please read My Guilty Heart, which I published on HybridMom.com in January of 2010, to learn more:

My Guilty Heart

“Ooooooh,” the sales lady coos through her saccharine smile, her doe-eyes, heavily-lined with black eye-liner, glancing expectantly in my direction. It seems a new mother, adorned with all of the divine accoutréments of motherhood—stroller and diaper bag; sweet, milky smell and dark, sleepless eyes; beatific expression and brand new baby girl—is cruising blissfully amongst the aisles, and she has captured our attention. Suddenly the floor-to-ceiling rows of embroidered denim, vintage tee’s and Boho-chic dresses that just moments ago were the critical, final pieces to the puzzle of my new-fall-wardrobe, feel constricting and claustrophobic and there is a very real danger that I just might suffocate. read more »

March 23rd, 2010

Getting Started

When I decided to build a blog I thought, rather naively, Hey, I can do that. If that Julie-lady featured in that Meryl Streep flick can blog with such success, why can’t I?

I will tell you why. Because I am functionally technologically illiterate. Over the past several years, working from home as I have to “be here” for my daughter, a basic understanding of Word, Power Point, Excel and the Internet, combined with the ability to string sentences together into cohesive thoughts and some communications savvy, got me through the work day. But take note: A technological revolution has transpired while I was writing newsletters and volunteering to make cupcakes for the school staff appreciation lunch.

I spent yesterday trying to set up my RSS feed. What the @$*%! Today it was Twitter. Tomorrow, plug-ins and widgets (as soon as I find out what these are). It never ends. I am drowning in a sea of terminology and jargon and links and programming protocol that leaves me breathless, frustrated, and, on more than one occasion, sobbing over my keyboard into a computer monitor strewn with words I’ve never seen.

But stay tuned. I am nothing if not stubborn and I shall overcome! The fact that you are actually reading this is a triumph in itself. Next post: More about my life as mom, less about the challenges of playing technology catch-up.

October 27th, 2009

Under construction, but coming soon!

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