Thursday, May 21, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Girl2 and another Coat of Paint…
Gazing up at my beautiful ‘Mountain Air’ blue, freshly painted with the final-final coat, family room ceiling this morning and reminiscing of my Little Girl2 and all the challenges she has faced and her many-many accomplishments in her first 18.5 years upon this earth, I have reached a couple of comparisons between the two. Now I know this is just me being emotional, but you have to admit that it is also quite ironic given the fact she is heading off to art school (Minneapolis College of Art & Design) this August. Oh yeah, I am looking at ‘another coat of paint’ as in finishing off vs. covering up too.
So this final-final coat of paint was applied under the watchful eye of some dutiful friends last night. They helped eye-ball the situation, staying objective, pointing out the weak thinner areas of coverage from the first 3 coats of paint - and provided some good tips on application of paint to a very challenging surface – a dimly light, textured, and vaulted ceiling. Reflect on those few sentences in a metaphoric way. Is it getting deep in here or what? Of course, they will say they were here to keep me and the Hubby from a Monday Night Brawl – since he is unable to appreciate the truly fabulous color choice, or just how much better it looks over the ordinary, albeit practical, white it formerly was. He would tell you that I am just “over-honey-doing” him to help get myself through a rough (I prefer the word transitional) time in my life.
And so, standing back and reflecting on my beautiful 18.5 year old daughter this morning, I’m trying to look at her today like my friends looked at my ceiling last night. I’m trying to remove any thoughts about the job I’ve done (the first 3 coats) and reflect about what I can do (or shouldn’t do) with the next final-final coat I have over her last few months at home. She is the artist, after all, of her own life. I’m just rolling on a few coats that she can build from. I’m sure I will be reminded at some near point in the future to come back to his blog post just for this paragraph.
So today, everything I have done right or wrong I set aside. I know that she is the awesome wonderful young woman she is more because of the choices she has made and not the choices I made (or did not make). I also trust a Higher Power - even higher than a Mother's Love - to keep her safe in the Big World.
Her list of accomplishments is unending but includes: Being a Wonderful Person, National Honor Society, National Art Honor Society, Indian Princess 2008-2009 (school mascot), Wresting Manager (three years), Accomplished Artist, and Good Friend. And my favorite one? She has been able to make choices for herself about her goals, friends, and direction of life that took her from being a “Worrisome Teen” to an “Accomplished Teen” in her parent’s eyes in a fairly short period of time (can you hear my huge sigh of relief or see the tears I'm crying).
By age 18 she has accomplished things in life that I have not been able to do by age 46. She has been faced with challenges I never faced, and overcome every single one – triumphantly I may add. Her real challenges rolled in just after she turned two – and kept on coming. She was a victim (little “v”) and became a Survivor (capital “S”). She can love above the circumstances of that abuse – even loving her abuser. Not being in the same spot with her on this makes her such a better woman than myself and leaves me awe of her strength. At five she was diagnosed as “profoundly Dyslexic” and with a “Genius IQ”. Where at first I saw this as only and hopeless and frustrating situation for her to deal with, she put her own twist on the problem – turned it into a challenge vs. a disability – and rose above it through hard work and determination. And now she is a “momma-proud” Member of the National Honor Society (both Academic and Art) – without any IEPs or other academic accommodations for her disability.
I’ve got so much to teach (really to learn) from my daughter.
We are quite similar in many ways, some good some bad. Since I want to keep the focus on her in the blog and keep it on the positive side, we will just “move on” from those comparisons! If High School is truly just practice for Real Life, I’m pretty confident that she is going to be just fine out of the nest. Here are just a few of her very positive qualities:
She dreams big, and follows those dreams boldly.
She is both impulsive and a deep-thinker - knowing which approach to take given a situation.
She will do the right thing – the majority of the time.
She is extremely intelligent, but acts really normal.
She can be selfish and selfless – which I believe is an essential survival skill in the Big World.
She has a great laugh and a heart that matches her beautiful smile.
She has a great sense of humor.
She knows the appropriate time and amount of sarcasm to apply.
She allows herself to “wallow in misery” - but only for a set amount of time.
She is fiercely loyal and pretty honest too.
She knows and practices the art of forgiveness.
She knows how to talk to, and deal with, a wide variety of people.
She loves all types of diversity and learning new things.
Come on World - my daughter is READY FOR YOU. But know, that if you do anything to hurt her – you will have to answer to ME. Yeah, I’d take on the World for one of my kids.
And yes, those are numerous honor cords she is wearing. She may be disappointed that she is not one of the Top 10 academically in her class - but I ask you, what’s that compared to being on your Mother’s Top 4? And as a Mother who has not been very critical (my biggest maternal character flaw) in this post, I hope she doesn't behave this goofy for the real pictures we take tonight. ;0)
And actually, at least for today, because I try hard not be play favorites – today she is My #1.
Monday, May 4, 2009
Not Me! Mondays....
Okay, this is my first try at this "Not Me! Mondays Thing" I hope I get better at it....
So for the past few weeks Girl4 has had a very hard time transitioning to Preschool at drop off, with even a few sad outbursts throughout her day. I don't know if she is jealous of the attention I'm giving my Day Care Kids and she thinks she is missing out, if she is just fussing for attention, if she is just developing a larger sense of self and realizing that other things are occurring out of her space, or if she is getting beat up on the playground everyday (which I highly doubt - she is "super popular" at Preschool). I never have to guess at what is going on in a child's mind - Not Me!
She came home in her spare clothes (you know what that means) once during each of the first and second weeks of this new Drop-off Drama Stage. I ignored it, moved on. Then last week she came home in the spare clothes on Monday and Tuesday. On Tuesday when I asked what happened to her outfit, she smiled up at me and laughingly replied "They got wet". And being the Day Care Professional that I am, Good Mother and all - I would never try to shame her for having an accident, even if it was on purpose and she was proud of it - Not Me! I'm just so exasperated about what to do, what to say (Yes Me?), guilt (Not Me!), irritation (Not Me!), I would never resort to bribery - Not Me!
So "Something Special for our Friday" was going to happen if she could be a Big Girl (suck it up) and go to school without any tears, clinging, whining, and especially no accidents on Wednesday and Thursday. I don't think it's bribery if you don't tell them what the "carrot" is do you? Not Me! She rose to the challenge - no whining, no tears, no changes of clothes (thank goodness). I mean, The Day Care Lady's own 3-almost-4-year-old would NEVER wet themselves on purpose - Not Mine! and a No Way!
So Friday rolled around and the "Something Specials" started to roll. First she had her first Play Date. If you know me, and because this kid's Mom has no idea I have a blog, you know I would never think ill of a child - Not Me! Even if the little girl shoved me over flat across the the floor trying to bust in front of me while we picked out some dance music. I would never say a child is ill mannered or rude - Not Me! And if you know me, you know I love kids and would never tell a child who proclaims "I'm coming to your house every Friday" - "Oh, I'm sorry honey but Girl4 and I are usually really busy doing errands and such on Fridays." Not me!
Yikes, I need to be more thankful for the screaming meanies that I have bore - because they could be so much worse. And if you know me, this is just not something I would feel/say/repeat - Not Me! And I would also never admit that my husband "called this nightmare" long before it happened - Not Me! He knew that this Play Date was a bad idea - the moment he heard the offer leave my mouth!
And, as a Home Room Mom to Girl3's Kindergarten Class, I would never think to warn Mrs. Idkhsdi (I Don't Know How She Does It), who I absolutely love and who happens to be retiring after next year that this is One Child she does not want on her roll - Not Me!
Monday, April 27, 2009
Never Underestimate the Power of a Good Book
Thursday, April 23, 2009
You know Spring has sprung when...
So lunch was exactly "picnic perfect" it was more of a winter dish. That's only because my husband was whining that while I make it this dish for my Day Care Kids, he certainly has never been served my Sausage Green Bean Skillet (an 8 on the FLGS). So I thought we should have it one more time until we file away this recipe for our Spring/Summer session.
Today was not only our first alfresco lunch of 2009 but it was a very important milestone in culinary development for Baby Cakes. Today was her first time to enjoy Big Kid Green Beans! If her flailing little feet were any indicator, she really, really loved them!