The first snowfall of the season happened yesterday and stuck around for the day today. There is little in the world that makes me smile more than driving or walking by a school yard at recess or lunch and hear the children’s delight. All it takes is enough snow to build forts and snowmen and the kids are happy as clams! Continue reading
When my girl child starts bugging her dad about getting guinea pigs, hamsters or can we get a cat pleeeease! I know it’s time to start dog sitting again. Continue reading
There are consequences for actions. We all need reminders of this, now more than ever.
I have trouble with this sometimes. Trouble with my own actions and their consequences. I’m trying hard to be clear, up front, straight forward instead or RE-acting, lashing out. It’s not easy, and at no other time in my life have I experienced more doubt, more anxiety or had more questions about just this topic than during the journey of parenting.
- The ultra-religious Muslims, their face/body coverings, the new rules/laws in Quebec, their dress ‘code’…but I don’t.
- The plastic bags I request from the grocery store, when I know I shouldn’t, but do anyway. But I don’t.
- The school system and how it’s failing my kids, but I don’t.
- The political system here in this country and how it pisses me off. But I don’t.
- Anxiety and how it affects my kids. But I don’t.
- The #MeToo movement. But I don’t.
- I have much to write about. I don’t.
What is holding me back?
Preamble: As a SAHM with two kids in rep sports, my working life is sporadic at best. It is currently non-existent which is no one’s fault but my own. I focus on blogging or writing for the habit and pleasure of it, enter contests to challenge myself, and sometimes submit to or accept contract positions to edit work or write articles. I spend most of my time at home trying to keep the family unit running and healthy. It never occurred to me back in the day when I had infants and toddlers that life could get this hectic with school-aged kids, who are also active in sports. This is the reason for the tone of this post…a post I wrote in order to adhere to my commitment to keep writing during NaBloPoMo.
I read a lot of blogs. Social media, too. And news. Twitter.
I follow carefully, only entities or people who inform or entertain eloquently or thought-provokingly, and show potential for engagement with likes and especially comments. Engagement is a lifeline when in the trenches of parenthood.
Here’s the thing: all this reading should inspire me to write more. Or write better.
In actual fact, it does. My drafts inside my WordPress profile, or in various other places, are full of ideas. Unrefined and incomplete ideas, that is.
Drivel, mostly. But that drivel is still words I wrote… Continue reading
Writing this week has been such a challenge. And for those of you who are writing books, novels, or anything, you know what it’s like when you hit a dry phase….annoying.
Some of the advice I got from my past two posts was to just write something, even if it’s drivel.
For weeks now, I’ve suffered from a pinched nerve in my neck.
At first, I thought I had injured my arm. It was my chiropractor who set me right though. He said he can determine if it’s my arm that’s the problem by doing two simple things: Continue reading
I am shamelessly stealing the ‘will they eat it’ idea from Andrea here because 1) it’s a great idea for a blog post and 2) who doesn’t constantly think and worry about dinner? And what’s more, is the effort of making dinner going to be appreciated, and actually eaten, by the minions in your house?
Yesterday’s dilemma was this: Continue reading
It seems I’m neglecting my blog. I am, sort of, but not because I want to.
It appears I have LESS time than I did before. And the only thing that’s changed from before is that my partner’s work force is on strike.
Theoretically I should be writing MORE with him out of the house five days per week (to walk the pickets) instead of only two or three (teaching days).
It hasn’t worked out that way. I’m up to my eyeballs in everything and yet, nothing seems to get done.
But then I lost my reading glasses. The way the situation resolved itself was kind of weird, not particularly interesting or out of this world, but still different enough from the day-to-day same old, same old, so I thought:
I posted it on my other blog. Click on the link below and enjoy:
I have two personas, so to speak. The obvious one is me, the: Continue reading