Sunday, August 28, 2011
A day in the life of a stay at home mama: Irene..your killing me
A day in the life of a stay at home mama: Irene..your killing me: Who would have thought two Years after moving from south Carolina to Vermont..I would be sitting up in our bedroom..listening to the wind ho...
Irene..your killing me
Who would have thought two Years after moving from south Carolina to Vermont..I would be sitting up in our bedroom..listening to the wind howling, rain pouring down, and watching devastating footage of this beautiful..and very far removed from any coast..state..being washed away
My childhood hometown is literally being flooded with water, bridges washed away, roads eroded
It's heartbreaking even more, because this spring, Vermont ( and NH ) went through some of the worst flooding in history.
The boys and I witnessed the devastation over the past 6 or so months on our bi weekly trips to Maine
Watched it go from destruction and devastation
To towns rebuilding, working, repairing
Water levels receding
And now, it's back and worse than ever..
I am just finding it hard to wrap my head and heart around
A tropical storm????? Here???
Anyway, my babies are safe..tucked away, fast asleep on the pump n bed in the basement with the glow of the tv from a happy movie they watched earlier in the night , glowing on their peaceful faces
We have light, we have water, and we are ok
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My childhood hometown is literally being flooded with water, bridges washed away, roads eroded
It's heartbreaking even more, because this spring, Vermont ( and NH ) went through some of the worst flooding in history.
The boys and I witnessed the devastation over the past 6 or so months on our bi weekly trips to Maine
Watched it go from destruction and devastation
To towns rebuilding, working, repairing
Water levels receding
And now, it's back and worse than ever..
I am just finding it hard to wrap my head and heart around
A tropical storm????? Here???
Anyway, my babies are safe..tucked away, fast asleep on the pump n bed in the basement with the glow of the tv from a happy movie they watched earlier in the night , glowing on their peaceful faces
We have light, we have water, and we are ok
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Location:Home
Friday, August 12, 2011
So I am curious,..being at our family cottage, a place I have come my whole life..
A place my grand parents had built..
A place that has not changed much cinch I was born 36 years ago..
And i fi d myself looking at the family pictures on the wall pictures of my father..
And I wonder, can we women, ever not seek a spouse, significant other, different from our fathers, or the men who raised us??
My father was/ still is, a very complex personality, but mainly has a dark, hard to reach side to him that I have always found myself seeking or finding attractive in men.. And it just got me thinking, wondering if, no matter how much work you do on yourself, your relationship etc, can you ever escape the in grain desire for something similar to the first male you had a relationship with and vice versatile, same for boys and moms I'm sure..the whole freud thing
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Location:Dad vs spouse
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Back in maine
Sighhhhh
Sitting on the deck of our cottage, listening to the loons (and Tom and Jerry in the background) I am looking around at the lake and noticing one thing...
Summer is slowly on it's way it
The nights are colder
The days are getting shorter and I even saw some early leaves changing color on the drive up (gasp)
I'm not ready for summer to go...
I like the freedom of not having to be locked into a schedule
I like having both boys around (most of the time)
I love being able to be outside All day and night, the warm sun on my skin
So many things to do..biking, hiking, Swimming, exploring, kicking the soccer ball around, and seeing people... Every where, out and about
Since our move back to Vermont 2 years ago, after being gone and in the south for 15+ years..I'm not used to the fact that once the cold weather hits, everyone slips back into their warm homes and burrows deep into themselves to hibernate for the winter
I am not used to being stuck inside with 2 young boys alone all winter when it gets dark at 4 pm..limited in what we can do, mainly because of the sheer hassle of getting us all out of the house in our winter clothes
The long winter looms ahead looking gloomy to me, as I am still new to the area, and have yet to make any real friendships yet..and my husband still needs to be at the office, well basically all day and night ..
Hmmmmmmmmmm ..time for mommy to make some friends
For now I will go back to listening to the loons, enjoying a cool glass of Chardonnay, and relish in the fact that we have nothing to do all day tomorrow except play in the sun
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Sitting on the deck of our cottage, listening to the loons (and Tom and Jerry in the background) I am looking around at the lake and noticing one thing...
Summer is slowly on it's way it
The nights are colder
The days are getting shorter and I even saw some early leaves changing color on the drive up (gasp)
I'm not ready for summer to go...
I like the freedom of not having to be locked into a schedule
I like having both boys around (most of the time)
I love being able to be outside All day and night, the warm sun on my skin
So many things to do..biking, hiking, Swimming, exploring, kicking the soccer ball around, and seeing people... Every where, out and about
Since our move back to Vermont 2 years ago, after being gone and in the south for 15+ years..I'm not used to the fact that once the cold weather hits, everyone slips back into their warm homes and burrows deep into themselves to hibernate for the winter
I am not used to being stuck inside with 2 young boys alone all winter when it gets dark at 4 pm..limited in what we can do, mainly because of the sheer hassle of getting us all out of the house in our winter clothes
The long winter looms ahead looking gloomy to me, as I am still new to the area, and have yet to make any real friendships yet..and my husband still needs to be at the office, well basically all day and night ..
Hmmmmmmmmmm ..time for mommy to make some friends
For now I will go back to listening to the loons, enjoying a cool glass of Chardonnay, and relish in the fact that we have nothing to do all day tomorrow except play in the sun
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Location:U.S. 1,Freeport,United States
Saturday, August 6, 2011
when did I become an adult?
So... the other day I took our two boys- ages 4 and 6 out for a hike while on vacation in Maine - and we got a tad off track- well.. that's not true..we got WAY off track..and basically my babies and I were knee deep in the woods, slipping and sliding through the brush and tree's - trying to get back to the path.
When we eventually found our way again- I remember hearing a quit voice in my head whispering something about TICKS- something I never really had to worry about the past 15 years living in South Carolina...
So when we got to the bottom of the trail and back to the car I did a quick "tic check" and everything looked OK- but i was starting to freak out- as more and more stories started to seep into my consciousness..
Once back at the Cottage I pulled the boys out of the car and frantically started checking their sweet little bodies- and sure enough- I spotted small Vile little creatures burrowing into their skin. At that moment- I started to run- both boys dangling from a arm and running through our family compound shrieking- ARE THERE ANY ADULTS HERE??? DOES ANYONE KNOW IF THERE IS AN ADULT AROUND??
It didn't hit me until a week or so later- that ...wait a minute.. I AM AN ADULT...I AM A PARENT..
when and how did I turn into this #1 and #2 how come I still feel like I need to ask for someone Else's help in crisis- like i am still a unknowing kid?
And now.. thinking about my husbands 38th birthday looming only days away- I think.. HOW DID WE GET HERE? when did we get so old?
I still feel like a young- fun teenager- and I like to think I still look that way
But- at 36 .. closing in on 37... I am not getting younger..
And I wonder..does any one ever actually FEEL like a grown up?
Does my 86 year old grandmother still feel like a 18 year old carefree girl trapped in a old woman's body?
When we eventually found our way again- I remember hearing a quit voice in my head whispering something about TICKS- something I never really had to worry about the past 15 years living in South Carolina...
So when we got to the bottom of the trail and back to the car I did a quick "tic check" and everything looked OK- but i was starting to freak out- as more and more stories started to seep into my consciousness..
Once back at the Cottage I pulled the boys out of the car and frantically started checking their sweet little bodies- and sure enough- I spotted small Vile little creatures burrowing into their skin. At that moment- I started to run- both boys dangling from a arm and running through our family compound shrieking- ARE THERE ANY ADULTS HERE??? DOES ANYONE KNOW IF THERE IS AN ADULT AROUND??
It didn't hit me until a week or so later- that ...wait a minute.. I AM AN ADULT...I AM A PARENT..
when and how did I turn into this #1 and #2 how come I still feel like I need to ask for someone Else's help in crisis- like i am still a unknowing kid?
And now.. thinking about my husbands 38th birthday looming only days away- I think.. HOW DID WE GET HERE? when did we get so old?
I still feel like a young- fun teenager- and I like to think I still look that way
But- at 36 .. closing in on 37... I am not getting younger..
And I wonder..does any one ever actually FEEL like a grown up?
Does my 86 year old grandmother still feel like a 18 year old carefree girl trapped in a old woman's body?
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