It’s the morning of the 28th and I’m remembering 16 years ago at just about this time, when Spencer Carlyle Wood made his appearance in the world. It was a long night and an exhausted day, but we were all so happy to have him here! He was cute, creative, and funny as a little boy. And he grew up to just as cute, creative, and funny. It’s hard to believe it’s been sixteen years! Happy Birthday, Spencer! Read More →
My friend, Carol (not the Carol in the story), recently posted the following on her blog and I was reminded again of the importance of all the quiet work moms do, so I’m following suit … This is an excerpt from The Invisible Woman by Nicole Johnson… It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I’m on the phone and ask to be taken to the store. Inside I’m thinking, “Can’t you see I’m on the phone?” Obviously not; no one can see if I’m on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all. I’m invisible. The invisible Mom. Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more: Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this?...
So, here it is, 1:30 am, and I’m awake and coughing and totally disgusted. I was sooo tired tonight, and of course the kids were up late because we were going to watch the fireworks (which didn’t apparently get rained out, but we went home before they started because it was POURING). Anyhow, the children FINALLY went to bed and I gratefully closed my eyes and conked out. Yet 15 minutes ago I came awake after that sleeping phase where your dreams are unsettled (I was in this loop where all my reading on bipolar disorder was somehow mixed in with this cough) and I was COUGHING. NOOOO! I was already sick the entire month of May. I’ve done my time coughing and coughing and not being able to sleep. This should not be happening. Yet, here I am – I lay down and I cough. Which leads me to a weird thing I have...
So it’s been almost a month since my last post and I’m not sure why. I had thoughts of blogging about our garden (and posting pictures, of course) but in the end I was too bored – it’s a garden and nothing is really doing much yet (except the bugs are eating all the leaves). June was busy – Spencer has been out of school but the littles were back in. The homeschooling was horrendous (I’m so glad Andrew’s going back to school for 5th grade – his new teacher can deal with all his weird tricks to get out of work). Andrew did a week of baseball camp (but I got no pictures and I’m not going to apologize! I dropped him off and ran each day!!). Haley has started horseback riding lessons (again, no pictures – but I AM going to take some soon. She looks cute in her helmet up...
Memorial day was an exciting one in our family. Spencer went skating with some buddies and had an accident – got himself a nice concussion and a case of short term memory loss. I can joke about it (a little) now, but at the time it was totally freaking me out. He hit his head after falling backwards off his board and falling on the ramp, head first. According to his friends, he didn’t get knocked out – he got up saying his head really hurt. Fortunately one of his friend’s mom was there and she brought him right home. But before they even got him home he had begun asking over and over what had happened. He was pretty upset and kept saying the same things over and over. It was pretty disconcerting. Tom gave him a blessing and then I drove him to Urgent Care who promptly sent him on to the emergency room...