Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Dear Diary: This Is Motherhood

Despite the fact that I am a person who has always loved to write, I have never really kept a diary or consistent journal, except for this blog. I do have a "super secret notebook" where I write things I need to get off my chest that I simply can't put here on the internet. Fortunately, it's not very full. 

When I saw that today is Dear Diary Day, I knew that was something we could work with for Tuesday Ten. The question was "How?"  As I pondered how to make it work, I thought about what I would write in my dairy if I had one. I quickly realized it would be all about motherhood. Well, mostly about motherhood. I wondered what other moms might write in their diaries, too. I decided to reach out to some of my blogging bestie and ask them!


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Dear Mom Diary,

Most days and times of the day, I am so very thankful to be the mom of my two beautiful girls.  But then one of them throws a tantrum or answers me with snark and I see the color red.  Yet, still I wouldn’t trade them in for the world, because as loud and crazy that they can be, when they are at school or not at home to be, I do miss them. And still as much as the quiet and calmness might be welcomed in the loudest of times, I am doubly blessed when we are together.

Yours, 
Janine

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Dear Diary,
The new school year is going well. The kids have all started their activities. Two in soccer, two in violin, and one in two different dance classes. I think it’s going to be….zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

~From my co-host, Rabia of The Lieber Family

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Quick morning update: I travel through pride, annoyance, and never seeming to feel like I’ve gotten enough sleep. This morning began with him in bed with me again. Is this becoming a ritual? Do I care? I cherish having him warm and so close. When he’s asleep, I’m able to hold on to and remember his babyhood. His cheeks. His eyelashes. His innocence when asleep...so much more apparent than it is when he’s running around the house shooting Nerf guns and not finding his shoes and not eating his breakfast. He had an amazing time at the birthday party this weekend. I love that he’s finally being invited to birthday parties. As you know, I feared that may never be the case. 

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What would your #MotherhoodDiaries entry say today? #TuesdayTen @MamaRabia @TheGoldenSpoons
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Dear Diary,

Lots of parenting wins today: kids out the door on time and with all their stuff, family dinner with no complaining and enjoyable conversation, no homework drama, and lights out by 10:30. Some days having two teenagers is a piece of cake, and I've learned to hold onto those days like a lifeboat on the days I feel like I'm drowning. Today was a piece of cake day, and I feel like an awesome mom. Remind me to read this tomorrow if the kids decide to douse me with adolescent angst and attitude!

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Dear Diary,

Today I was a mediocre mom and I'm, okay with that. Today was a mediocre day. I am not usually on to shout "whoo hoo, I'm rocking marginal" from the rooftops, but today, I will take it. I’ve had parenting days with high highs and the lowest of the lows. The golden days are…well, golden but they don’t come around often and lull you into a false sense of security. The black days…well, I’ve had too many of those lately and they’re scary. Today, I raised my voice…but I mitigated it with lots of kisses…we ate popcorn for dinner…but breakfast and lunch were reasonably well-balanced…ish. I look at myself in the mirror as I wash my face before I get ready to go to bed. Today was mediocre…and for me, right now, mediocre is good.


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Dear Diary,

Monday mornings come in like a freight train, every time. This is the big week I have to pull Scarlet out of school on Friday to drive to New Jersey to shoot a wedding, plus set up and publish a few blog posts and edit other wedding photos. I always think I won't survive big weeks, but I do. This morning started, as always, with Des demanding waffles very loudly, Cassidy getting dressed (and me not-so-discreetly checking him out in his handsome work clothes), and then the mad rush to school. This morning I was nervous because I have some trauma about schools, since my father passed away suddenly before kindergarten. Scarlet picked up on that and told me it was ok to feel sad and miss him forever, the way she misses Nana Jane and always will. She took my hand, and together, we walked into school.

One for the record books.


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Dear Diary, 

Busy. That seems to be the word of the day today. And every day. Two kids playing soccer, one with piano lessons, two taking riding lessons. Toss in homework and school events, too. It's "Go! Go! Go!" all the time. that doesn't even count the meals and the dishes and the laundry and the vacuuming and ALL. THE. THINGS. I'm in a good spot with motherhood right now - kids who are mostly independent. Sure, there are "moments," but we are in a groove now with the school day routines and I think we smile more than we yell. But, busy is exhausting and I'm really tired. 

Yours Truly,
Lisa
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What your you #MotherhoodDiaries entry say today? Write it in the comments or write a post and link up!


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