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It’s The Best


The love of a child is the best feeling
Coming to mom when they need healing
With opened arms taking them in an embrace
Remember the day you first looked on their face
The need that they have, to know you’re their mom
All of the firsts, a roll and a crawl, a hand in your palm
With tears in your eyes or wiping away some of theirs too
But most of all, it’s the best, the first time they say “I love you”©

by Mac

Happy Mother’s Day to all of those who have the honor of being a mom!

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Happy Superpower Day


I have often explained before
But I can tell you this once more
“What is my power?” Many inquire
I can’t fly or out of my eyes shoot fire
I’m not much for kicking bad guy’s butts
In fact, don’t even like to save old ugly mutts
Won’t come to your rescue at the drop of a hat
I can find bargains, not sure you meant that
My name is not man, like a Bat or Super
That’s cause I’m not a him but a her
Call me a lady I’ll make no qualm
My power however, I am Mom©

by Mac

To all the women out there, whether a mom or not,
celebrating you and the strengths that you have! xx



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This Complicated Thing Called Life

socsStream of Consciousness Saturday is: “how.”  Start your post with the word “How.” Bonus points if you end with it too.

How did life get so complicated? I would love to go back to a time when all I had to worry about was school grades, what to wear and what to eat for breakfast. Now, here I am married, with two teenagers of my own and the responcibility’s list goes on. I have a million thoughts running through my mind constantly. Yesterday, at one point, I literally could not focus on one thing at a time, and was running around like a mad woman. Well, some would say “mad woman,” while others would just say, mom. Is it any wonder though that I am losing my mind? Really, the pressures of life get higher as does my age! Sometimes I think that I would like to fane crazy just to get a holiday in a hospital (okay, maybe that’s taking it a bit too far, but I know some of you get me)!

 Now, I need to go get ready for work, which happens to be my respite from the complications, some how.  ~Mac



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Living In the Lap of…Mom

“I am a mother and mothers don’t have the Luxury of falling apart in front of their children, even when they are afraid, even when their children are adults.” 
~Kristin Hannah, The Nightingale

Being a mom is the hardest…thing…job…blessing, I continue to do, in my life. And I do not take the responsibility lightly. I have had the luxury that is not afforded all moms and that is the opportunity to be a stay-at-home mom, for the majority of my kid’s lives. Yes, once in a while I chose to work part-time, mainly to get out with adults! Now, I am self-employed and get to do a lot of work from home, a huge blessing.

art-cool-funny-girls-Favim.com-833865Parenting is often a thankless job. No one sees those nightly feedings, changing diapers and lack of sleep. The hours that you spend by your child, worrying as they run a high fever or when they are having surgery. Nothing can truly prepare you for the job of being a mom. Even your own mom telling you stories, the advice of a million other moms or a pediatrician’s reassurance- none of these will be enough to remove the self-doubt, times of guilt and restless nights of worry that accompany the job description of mom.

“guilt to motherhood is like grapes to wine” 
~Fay Weldon  


Now, coexisting with two teenagers, I have come to realize I am needed less. It is a double-edge sword raising your kids and doing so well. The freedoms that I long desired when they were young are now more readily available to me. But, at times, I truly do miss when they would want to snuggle, climb into my lap to read a book and needed me to do most anything. Although, I cannot say that the frustrations, difficulties and worries are less frequent- just brought on by different things. And as I wrote prior (see “Motherhood~ Identity Crisis”) there are times I just don’t want to be around my kids. But, the majority of the time I just look at the little (even if my son is taller than me) adults they are becoming and am in awe of how quickly the years have gone! I still want to kiss them in public or have their little hands in mine. These are luxuries I no long have, so on to the next chapter we turn.

“Motherhood is a choice you make everyday, to put someone else’s happiness and well-being ahead of your own, to teach the hard lessons, to do the right thing even when you’re not sure what the right thing is…and to forgive yourself, over and over again, for doing everything wrong.”  ~Donna Ball, At Home on Ladybug Farm



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Profound Rantings (Of A Sleep Deprived Mom)

Everyone should have kids. They are the greatest joy in the world. But they are also terrorists. You’ll realize this as soon as they are born and they start using sleep deprivation to torture you.” -Ray Ramano 

futureChildren are a blessing, I know this to be true because I have two. But, I’m going to be honest, there are those days, weeks…okay months, where I just don’t want to be around them. Now, I’m being real here, I didn’t say I don’t love them or like them– I’m just saying, there are times when I just don’t want this parenthood gig! 

As of this year I am officially the mom to two teenagers. Now, I thought that the toddler years were rough, *hand to forehead* I was wrong! Or perhaps it’s just that I am older and my level of patience is not what it once was. And by the way, what is with that? Isn’t patience and tolerance suppose to get better as you live longer? I don’t know, maybe it’s just me. I don’t have patience for kids in general these days. I hear kids out in the neighborhood screaming and I am already planning on which retirement community I want to move to!


I am constantly laying awake in bed at night wondering if I am doing all the right things as a parent. I have little adults that will soon be leaving (one can dream) to go into the real world. Have I done all that I can do to make them productive, hard working parts of society? Is there anything more that I can do or teach them that will be a tool for success? Do they realize I love and believe in them? Oh dear Lord, when did I become my mother? 

“What a kid I got, I told him about the birds and the bees and he told me about the butcher and my wife.” ― Rodney Dangerfield


Isn’t it great how when you were a kid you thought you knew it all; and then you end up as a parent with that spitting image of yourself? Oh yes, teenagers know it all, just ask mine and he will tell you! My poor parents, I now realize what I put them through. Is it some kind of unspoken rule that you will surely have a child that imitates how you were as a kid? I imagine that if anything, it is your payment for being a jerk as a teenager! Recently both of my kids told me that they don’t want to have kids (like they even know). I told them that I was sad if that was true because I want to be a Meme. But I was thinking, “Lord, please let them have kids so that they can feel the revenge of being a parent!” 

“Having children is like living in a frat house – nobody sleeps, everything’s broken, and there’s a lot of throwing up.” -Ray Ramano



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Motherhood~Identity Crisis

“One of the greatest tragedies in life is to lose your own sense of self and accept the version of you that is expected by everyone else.”  -K.L. Toth

Even as a young child motherhood was one of my greatest desires. I would gaze into thee eyes of a screaming child and see innocence. Look at little sticky hands with wonder and reach for them. Even changing a diaper was serious business. As the oldest sibling I was baby sitting at a young age. By my teen years I was certain that I would have seven kids…pure madness!

mom-kid-identity-memeI’m not sure that anything really prepares you for parenthood! I know, that sounds so cliché. The sleep deprivation, the feedings, the screaming and oh the bodily fluids! No, those are par for the course. Surely going in most have some inkling of what comes with having a baby, perhaps not ALL of it, but some of it. It’s what comes later that can truly be frightening and I’m not talking the “birds and the bees”!

When you eat, sleep and breathe motherhood it becomes the perfect storm for an identity crisis. Your life suddenly is not your own! It has become all about these little people depending on you 24/7. You are up before the sun and in bed well after it has set. You have not showered, perhaps in days. Your new “uniform” is sweatpants and t-shirts– maybe they are clean, and maybe they have crusty who-knows-what on them! Your body, well, that just never is the same. And what is a bra, makeup or razor? Did I mention minivan?

When waking to the reality one day I found I no longer knew who I truly was. To look in the mirror and no longer see someone I recognized as myself. Yes, I am somebody’s mom and somebody’s wife but, WHO am I? What do I like to do? What goals (outside of potty training) do I have? And, is there a life after the kids are in bed?


“I’m not the same person I was before, and I am deathly afraid I will never be her again…” 
― Jodi LaPalm, Still Life

The process of “finding myself” was certainly mixed with times of mourning who I once was and overwhelming emotions of who I now am. Not only did my body change but what made up my being had changed. I certainly had gone through a metamorphosis and now, a time of learning how to fly. Rediscovery, redefining and reconciling played important roles. Reconciling with myself that I am somebody’s mom and somebody’s wife, but I am not defined by those titles, [that] was one of my big “ah-ha” moments. And redefining my attitude by this quote, “The best way to find yourself is to lose yourself in the service of others.”  by Gandhi. After all, isn’t that what being a mother and wife should include, serving the ones you love? But make no mistake, time for self is just as important…for everyone!


Rediscovery came as I finally rejoined the world of adults and began learning who I now am as a woman and not just Mommy. The crisis has been averted, well, at least until that mid-life one comes along.  As my children change (we only have two, by the way), grow and become mini adults– I find the workings of who I am also change. Not that anyone but me dictates this change, but because as life ebbs and flows, I also find myself more pliable. Perhaps it is maturity, life experience or a bit of both but, I just am and I am happy with who that is…Me, myself and I.

“Such a mysterious business, motherhood. How brave a woman must be to embark on it.” 
― M.L. Stedman, La luce sugli oceani



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