I am a lame blogger

I thought I could find the time to write, but I am too busy surfing the net. Maybe next year. Or the year after. Maybe if I get Tivo. Or a personal assistant. Or a Nanny. Or a Hobby. Or a life.

early in the morning

I find that the only time I have to actually do anything that is not feeding and caring for others is EARLY in the morning. I am reluctant to give up even a moment of sleep, but I think it's the only way. Is it laziness or self preservation that keps me warm under the covers until the children are awake? And what is my reward for getting up when the house is cold and quiet? A yummy cup of coffee in peace. Typing without peeling bananas or saaving my laptop from a cup of spilt milk. Ah... simple but sounds devine.

houseguests

Friends have just left after staying for 3 days. It was awesome to see them. No complaints. Now I just have to catch up on all the laundry I ignored while they were here ( which is significant)... gotta fold!

m&m's for breakfast

I am eating chocolate like it's going out of style! Yummy. It's one of those super-sweet-tooth-devil-may-care-letmy-teeth-rot kinda days. Maybe I will have a salad for lunch. With M&M's on the side!

not all mothers

I try my best to be kind, and compassionate. I try to speak with a pleasant voice. I try to be nuturing and so interested in the mundane world of Barbies and trying to put one's shoes on. But today I realized that not all mothers have the disposition of kindergarten teachers. We are human, raw, emotional...and mostly do our best given those traits. Some days are better than others. Some momments are better than others. Some kids are better than others.

up all night

I rememeber the days when I would party like a rocksatr. Now the only reason I stay up all night is if Myself or one of my kids is sick. Last night it was my turn. No details to follow. Let's just say I am happy it's a new day and my toast seems to be settling well.

saturday nights alright for fighting

We watch Lawrence Welk every Saturday night. No, I am not a part of the Geritol generation. It really is one of the most entertaining shows on television. Watching my daughter spin around in a specially chosen fancy dress and " clicky shoes" while Guy and Rona gaze adoringly during a duet is one of the joys motherhood has brought that was ( litterally) inconceiveable prior to having a child. Now I look forward to Saturday all week.