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Monday Blues?


A word that strikes fear into the hearts of many. I won’t lie—it is true for me as well from time to time. Perhaps you are familiar with the dread that starts to creep in on Sunday evenings?

I am trying to take a different spin on Mondays and instead of looking at it from the Mamas and The Papas viewpoint (Monday, Monday…can’t trust that day…), I am trying to view Mondays from a “Yay, it’s a new week, fresh start” perspective.


I do so enjoy the freedom of the weekends and hanging out with the fam, but I also enjoy the schedule and routine that the weekdays bring as well.

I had a great time this past weekend dress shopping with my Emma for a gown to wear to the Military Ball. She has been invited by a friend to be his date and she is excited to get all dressed up. I must say, she looked way too grown in some of the dresses she tried on! OY! This mama is not ready for all this grown up business!

I guess I better get used to it.

And yet, she was so silly as we were out shopping having such a blast on Saturday and then we spent most of yesterday afternoon watching an Anne of Green Gables movie marathon on the Inspiration channel. It seems as though she is at that weird place I remember being as a 13 and 14 year old girl—the in-betweens. In between childhood and womanhood. It can be very confusing, as I recall. Wanting to be grown up and still feeling a connection with your childlike self and needing your mama. I hope she never loses needing her mama part or the silly part. I do love it so.

At the same time, I admire the woman she is becoming. One of her teachers told me in an email this past fall that Emma “is a fine student and exhibits a high level of self-respect for a teenager. You should be proud.” He is right. And I could not be more proud of her.

I hope you all are having a wonderful Monday and taking it for what it is…a new day that is filled with blessings and is, like Anne Shirley (Anne of Green Gables) says, “always fresh, with no mistakes in it.”


Filed under Emma, Family, Parenting

Bittersweet-ness. Day 27

It is always so funny to me how many Christmas decorations we see as we travel each Thanksgiving to go visit our peeps in North Carolina.

I should confess here that I am one of “those” people.

The ones who pretty much boycott anything Christmas until after Thanksgiving. Yep. I feel pretty strongly that Thanksgiving totally gets the shaft. You can never have too much Thanks or Giving, really. Can you? No, people, you cannot!

But once Thanksgiving gets its due, I turn into one of those “every day should be Christmas” people. I mean, we shouldn’t just celebrate Jesus’ birth one day a year. Even Ebenezer Scrooge figured out that we should keep Christmas in our hearts all year long.

And what is Christmas about? Certainly the birth of our Savior is the number one focus. But for me, as with Thanksgiving, Christmas is also about family, love, gratitude,  and giving.

So, here we are again.

On the cusp of the crazy Christmas chaos—something I try every. single. year. to avoid. Some years I do better than others. This year, though, I guess, I am feeling the need, just a little more than usual, to slowly savor each moment and intentionally focus on what is truly important during this season.

Budding adults...Nov. 2012Now that my kids are 17 (going on 18 in a couple of months! ACK!) and 14 (going on 30), I am starting to feel this urgency. It goes a little something like this:

“Holy crap! They’re growing up too fast, and they are going to leave me, like, SOON! Cling! Cling! Cling!”

Do any of you other mamas feel me out there?

I look at these budding adults and though I feel so much pride and joy and hope and excitement for their futures, I also look at them with a tear in my eye and smidge of nostalgic bittersweet-ness. (Is that a word?)

I know they are growing up, and though I am trying very hard to be realistic, I just want to hang on to these fleeting moments with them.

To pretend for just a little while, that they are still my babies, standing there in their matchy-matchy Christmas pajamas, looking up at their daddy and me with those glistening expectant faces on Christmas morning.

Matchy-Matchy PJs Circa 2004

I look at these two faces with such gratitude. I am so thankful for these amazing human beings who are still my babies— and will always be!

“It kills you to see them grow up.  But I guess it would kill you quicker if they didn’t.”  ~Barbara Kingsolver, Animal Dreams


Filed under 30 Days of Thankfulness, Family, Kids, Parenting