Finally Friday.
Why do short weeks feel so long? This one has been a doozy. Just running here and there, to and fro, hither and yon … you get the picture.
I may have to “set someone straight” in the near future. Your behavior is bordering on inappropriate and I don’t want to have to tell you about yourself so don’t make me. Because you know me … I will.
There is a hole-in-the-wall Caribbean joint right next to my gym that I am dying to try and hopefully will this weekend.
I weigh in again this weekend for the weight loss challenge. Praying for progress. I’ve also been working my butt off.
I’m going to ride a roller coaster on Sunday. It’s on my list of things to accomplish in 1001 days. Roller coasters are scary. Me and the kids are going to Kings Dominion and I am actually going to ride a roller coaster. My heart is pounding right now just thinking about it. Ugh. Maybe they have one that’s not too scary. I remember riding the Tower of Terror at Disney World nine years ago. My daughter was seven and rubbing my back saying “It’s gonna be okay Mommy,” as we stood in line. Scared the life out of me and I haven’t ridden another one since.
It was actually chilly this morning when I left the house. Autumn is approaching. The school buses are back on the road and all seems right with the world. My daughter is going to be 16 on Tuesday. Strangely, that makes me sad. I want her to stay my baby. She hasn’t been my baby for quite some time but every once in a while she throws me a bone and allows me to baby her. You know, sometimes being a mother is just heart-wrenching. You spend all these years with these people, loving them, nurturing them, kissing their boo-boos all in preparation for them to leave. I’ve been preparing and equipping my children with the tools that they need to live without me. Their success at doing that will be my success and that should make me happy.
And perhaps one day it will.
Why do short weeks feel so long? This one has been a doozy. Just running here and there, to and fro, hither and yon … you get the picture.
I may have to “set someone straight” in the near future. Your behavior is bordering on inappropriate and I don’t want to have to tell you about yourself so don’t make me. Because you know me … I will.
There is a hole-in-the-wall Caribbean joint right next to my gym that I am dying to try and hopefully will this weekend.
I weigh in again this weekend for the weight loss challenge. Praying for progress. I’ve also been working my butt off.
I’m going to ride a roller coaster on Sunday. It’s on my list of things to accomplish in 1001 days. Roller coasters are scary. Me and the kids are going to Kings Dominion and I am actually going to ride a roller coaster. My heart is pounding right now just thinking about it. Ugh. Maybe they have one that’s not too scary. I remember riding the Tower of Terror at Disney World nine years ago. My daughter was seven and rubbing my back saying “It’s gonna be okay Mommy,” as we stood in line. Scared the life out of me and I haven’t ridden another one since.
It was actually chilly this morning when I left the house. Autumn is approaching. The school buses are back on the road and all seems right with the world. My daughter is going to be 16 on Tuesday. Strangely, that makes me sad. I want her to stay my baby. She hasn’t been my baby for quite some time but every once in a while she throws me a bone and allows me to baby her. You know, sometimes being a mother is just heart-wrenching. You spend all these years with these people, loving them, nurturing them, kissing their boo-boos all in preparation for them to leave. I’ve been preparing and equipping my children with the tools that they need to live without me. Their success at doing that will be my success and that should make me happy.
And perhaps one day it will.
6 comments:
Look at the babies! lol
They will always be your babies!
Somebody wrecking your steelo? Go head on and take a verbal brick to the head of the folk who tripping! I'm down for that!
Ride that coaster, woman! RIDE IT!
Tell em why you mad, Chele!!! It has been hard for me watching my kids become more and more independent, but being a good parent is essentially working yourself out of a job. Sigh. I haven't ridden a coaster in years, but I'm going to live vicariously through you. LOLOL.
Oh, I think the last time I rode a roller coaster WAS at Kings Dominion. And my son wasn't driving yet so it had to be 8 or 9 years ago. And that is NOT the last time I was at an amusement park. Not sure when I got too scared to ride them. I'll be waiting to see how it went. I know you can do it though. :-)
I love roller coasters but, I can see how it's a bit scary for some people. The Tower of Terror is one of my favorites.
You can do it!
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Now that I've got over the initial emotional rollercoaster of watching my eldest son become independent, I'm not so anxious about the other two. I think success in motherhood equals independent children!
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