Hi there Damon and all of our awesome readers.
I wanted to take just a moment to talk about some things that make me go Aaaaaaa!!!! Some days are just scream out loud Aaaaaaaa days!
I have been a mother for 15 years. People are always shocked when they find out that I have a 15 year old… no I didn’t get pregnant in high school, I just happen to look young still. Perhaps it’s my “lack-of-sleep” fatigued eyes that gives me that “she-must-be-in-college” look. I would love to tell you that I was up all night cramming for an important exam or completing an amazingly insightful project but the truth is I just look haggard because…well, I am! (I will admit that I was delighted when I was carded lately. I was more than happy to show my drivers license and even happier when she said “You just look really young.” I’ll take what I can get.)
Children are great. They are smart, funny, kind, thoughtful, and even sometimes charming. They are also messy, loud, lazy, and will sometimes run down the hall with a fork chasing the puppy (while you are typing on your blog even…). There are days when I look at them in amazement and think I am SO very lucky to get to share my life with these gifts that are my children…well, moments really, not days. And there are times when it takes all of my strength not to hop a plane to the nearest anywhere that’s not here! Nothing makes me go Aaaaaaaaaa more than my children. They are the most frustratingly angelic things in my life.
I will also say what makes me go Aaaaaaaa is personal growth. Why on earth does it have to be so painful? I do tend to learn from the school of hard knocks but I’ve really been trying to grow and learn as an individual the past few years. I will say that I have learned a lot and that I can never go back to where I was knowing the things that I know and understand now. But growth is not easy. Definitely earns an Aaaaaaaa!!
TOO BUSY definitely gets an Aaaaaaa mark from me! I’m so tired of being so busy. Now you say that I have brought it all upon myself and you would be correct. I have five children ages 3-15 so naturally I am going to be busy at this point in my life just taking care of them and their needs. I also have a house and a yard to keep up. But all of the other stuff is just stuff. I have never been so frustrated as I have been this year with public schools! Everything is a fundraiser and a competition. Are children even learning anymore? There are more forms to sign for this and that and more homework being handed out than ever before. Sometimes I just want to say screw this and move to a beach somewhere in some little village where we can all just subsist day-to-day and enjoy each other again. Life is too busy, and while it is up to me to say “no” and to keep it as simple as possible, it still gets a big Aaaaaaa from me.
Judgmental people get a big Aaaaaaa too! We are all hypocrites when it comes to judging others. I was accused a few months ago of judging unfairly and was told that I am the very thing I claim to hate. Touche. And ouch. Tis true I’m afraid. As much as I try to be open, honest, and compassionate, there are people who get under my skin so much that I am very biased in the way I treat them. It is difficult to remember that everyone struggles with certain things and that…wait for it….LIFE ISN’T FAIR…much to my daily chagrin. I am a work in progress in all areas of life and am most especially working on this big Aaaaaaaa!!
Cleaning. Cleaning. Cleaning. Let me put down my dust rag and broom to type this paragraph. I realize that the aforementioned five children have something to do with the endless cleaning but seriously! I co-wrote a book called CUT THE CRAP! for heavens sake! I know how to organize and clean and am very good at both. I have decided that I am far too outnumbered to even worry about it anymore. I clean a little bit each day. My children do their chores. My house may at any given time have toy cars lined up all along the floor, there will surely be a mess from the latest snack in the kitchen, dirty footprints adorn my floors and sticky fingerprints the walls. So what? Does this mean that I never clean? No. It means that I’m tired. If it bothers you then come visit when they all move out. Until then I try to ignore that the laundry is never done and the bathrooms just can’t stay shiny. Look at the woman in these pictures. She looks happy to be cleaning. How very “whistle-while-you-work”. It’s 2013..can we just be honest now? I don’t always smile while I clean. Aaaaaaaa!!
Lastly, I will say this. My name is Marisa, and I have Bipolar 2. And everything I just said is harder for me than for a person who functions without a disorder. I have ups and downs and sometimes it is too much. I want to dedicate this post to all of us who have Aaaaaaa moments, but especially to all of those mothers out there who have biploar disorder. You are my heroes.