This blog post about, as the book calls it, the Precious Present, prompts me to reflect on and write about a small moment with Wee One today. It was just before I was going to lay her down for her nap, and we were laying on the bed together, singing songs.
Category: We’re all stories in the end
Stories I don’t want to lose
Re: Thoughts on Pocahontas — Disney in your Day
One of the blogs I follow, Disney In Your Day, is reviewing different Disney movies (because I guess she’s seen them all?! That’s a commitment!) and she recently reviewed Pocahontas. This is particularly timely for me because I am showing it to Wee One for the first time.
Despite my better judgement, I love the Pocahontas.
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Our Bedsharing Story – Three PSAs
A friend of mine posted a request for advice about what to do to get sleep while her 10 month old sleeps in the same bedroom. Daughter is starting to keep mom up through the night, and my friend is desperate for sleep.
Ah, how I remember those days. Rather, I remember them for their fog, not so much for what we did. At the time, it felt like it would never end, though looking back, it seems like just a blip in time.
I don’t think I’ve ever talked about our bedsharing story, so I’m going to now. Because we stepped into it quite unintentionally.
Are You Ever Embarrassed By Things You Liked As A Kid?
July 5th – Trash Can Be Treasure
When I was a kid, more than looking forward to the fireworks on the 4th of July, I looked forward to the 5th. In the temporary coolness of the early morning, I would climb onto my bike and go on a treasure hunt.
In The Adult World, Embarrassing Things Happen
As I promised yesterday, here’s my Bob Ross story.
Until high school, I went to a parochial school where I was bullied and I hated it. But during the summer, I attended different kinds of camps and made friends from other schools, which made the whole year more bearable.
One summer, I was taking a class called Knights and Castles, learning about Medieval times, and my best friend in that class was Aja, pronounced Asia. During the afternoons in that hot summer, I would watch Bob Ross on the old TV I had in my room that only got PBS, and I would usually fall into a lazy nap during the broadcast. Aja watched it, too, so we would giggle about different things he said or did. One quote in particular: “There are no stupid mistakes. There are only happy accidents.”
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Ain’t Too Proud To Beg
Wee One layed down on the kitchen floor and then patted the floor next to her. ‘Lay down, mommy.’ The sweet gesture said.
I layed down next to her and she put her arm around me. We played peekaboo and I patted her head, then we shifted around so her head was on my arm. We were still. I had my eyes closed, and she had her paci. Sometimes she played with her hands or moved her feet on my legs.
She just wanted snuggles.
Now, we were on the kitchen floor, hard wood and cold. I thought about laying on the kitchen floor when I was growing up. Don’t laugh; I was usually engrossed in a book and wanted to keep reading. So I’d just lay where I was, and I remember being completely comfortable there back then. While lying there this morning, I thought about how life had brought this experience back around after 30+ years and how different they were.
But hell – I ain’t too proud to beg for snuggles! In fact, baby girl, mommy will always stop for those.
Belated Weekend Coffee Share #40 – Mother’s Day
If we were having coffee, we would be talking about our mothers, as well as our kids. Because I have made some mom friends. I have an annual pass to the zoo and mom friends and things are going well.
Wee One is doing well and it seems that her speech is improving, ever so slightly. Of course, it isn’t happening as fast as I’d like and I’m anxious about it. The therapist was like, “It’s a marathon, not a sprint.” And I thought to myself, “Well, this isn’t drinking around the world, lady!”
Sigh.
If we were having coffee, we would talk about our mothers. I am lucky enough for mine to still be alive and the older I get, the more grateful I am that she is.
How was your week? What are you looking forward to this week?
Once A Rennie
You may be disappointed if you fail, but you are doomed if you don’t try. Beverly Sills
Write about a time you tried something and you were glad you did. What was it, and how did it turn out?
Becoming a Rennie and acting in a fair was not something I thought I would ever do: My husband introduced us both to the whole thing.
Cracked Voice
Day 20 – S
Song last sung
“Baby mine,” from the movie Dumbo. It was naptime for we won, and I always sing that to her before I put her to bed.
I Didn't Just Wake Up This Morning With A Craving 