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Rise Up To Meet Yourself Mama

I find I want to feel sorry for myself sometimes. I feel tired and wrung out from all the waiting on small people. I often hear myself say that if only… I had more time, more money, more childcare, I could …take more time to create, garden more, read more, think. Too many aspirations can be agonizing. And I extend my sympathies with each and every mother who wants to have a pity party for herself now, today, where she’s sitting. It’s agony on so many levels. we all start out knowing magic

I tried separating myself from these small crazy making beings. I tried to steal time before or after my day and then I made excuses for why I couldn’t. But what I think I was mostly doing was using them as an excuse to not try to do what I needed for fear I’d fail at my endeavors. And the thought that I used them to do that to myself makes my stomach churn.

As a Mama, I want to say it’s time to rise up and meet the challenge of what we need doing. With gentle strong powerful patience for ourselves and our children, we need to willfully move ourselves to the very next step above. You are more powerful than you remember. Don’t drop your plan for you by using them. Ride up to meet yourself on shalavee.com

Motherhood would never ask you to not be you. It asks you to be a better you. To be brave and to impress yourself. To make a plan you’d be proud to accomplish. Even if it takes you slow patient years to accomplish. You are the best mother when you use your role to model the self-respect, self-mentoring, and self-betterment processes and be a hero for both them and you. Being human, falling down and getting back up is a very noble process and one we owe ourselves and our children a chance to see us grab and run with.

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And, as always, Thanks to you for your visit.

I’m In Waste Management and Sanitation Control

I often joke that I’m in waste management. On the kinder less disgusting side, I’m the recycleables schlepper, the playroom toy drawer cleaner outer, and the seasonal wardrobe sifter through-er. I have all say in what’s good and bad in the fridge and the pantry as I do all the cooking. And yes I’ll scold you if you don’t recycle that bottle.

On the less glamorous side,  I am also the diaper changer and the cat-box cleaner. I understand that in order to have beasties and babies to love, you have to tolerate and not complain about the circumstances that bring your nose to the direct vicinity of other beings’ poop. But I can also tell you that my patience with all of this is wearing thin these days.Valentine's Day roses on Shalavee.com

Seems Miss Fiona decided to take a hiatus from her potty “training” (aka regressed) after her third birthday. She will pee all day at daycare. She’ll perch her little butt on all public toilets including the ones at the library, YMCA, and grocery store. But when she comes homes, there’s something about she and I and our relationship that she’s reticent to let go of. It’s a Baby/Big Girl issue and it’s all hers.

In a classic case of projection, she’s constantly accusing her brother of calling her a baby. Except he doesn’t. So she’s stuck straddling the baby/toddler line trying to live the benefits of both. Until last night when I got mad because she peed on the rug right next to the potty while I was sitting there. And after she stopped crying from the swat on the bum, I believe she was relieved I’d drawn the line. They always want to know where that daggone line is. No piddling on Mommy’s Rug! Then last week? She pooed in the bathtub. Sigh.Fiona in the tub on Shalavee.com

And in the cat-box realm, we have that old outdoors cat who’s been rehabilitated and I’m trying to get her to use the cat box I want her to use. Except that means in the meantime I’ve had a cat box awkwardly stuck in the middle of everything and the other cats zealously tossing the litter every which way. Sigh. Twitch. Sigh. It’s a lot of hard work with multiple boxes and diaper pails and I commend anyone who has more than one bum to change within a day. I am doing the best I can but I can’t say I ever aspired to be a sanitation expert. That just came with the Mom job.

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And, as always, Thanks to you for your visit.

Moonvine’s Spring Open House This Weekend

In case you missed this announcement, as my blog may not have sent out my post correctly yesterday, I will be offering some of my work for sale at my friend Pama’s shop called Moonvine this weekend. I will be hanging out for part of the day so come just say hi!

Moonvine’s First Annual

Spring Open House

Saturday April 30, 1026

10 am – 4 pm

21 N. Harrison Street

Easton, Maryland

To see the post with all the pretty pictures, go here.

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Moonvine’s First Annual Spring Open House

Here’s the story of how Moonvine’s owner Pama and I became friends. 15 years ago, My sister and I were walking around Easton, Maryland one day and she spotted a funky little shop across the street. It was between the ice cream parlor and the coffee shop on Goldsborough Street. And she insisted we go in even though I didn’t really want to. Just didn’t seem to be my kinda place.flowers and fairi Moonvine on Shalavee.comes at

Antiques and florals at Moonvine on Shalavee.com

Inside there were cute little fairies everywhere and flowers. And Michelle spotted a picture she really like. I think she bought it. We got to talking to the shop-owner and found out she was a floral designer. Since I was getting married then and was in need of one of those, I got her card. That was the start of a beautiful friendship.

Antiques and florals at Moonvine on Shalavee.com

colored glass in the window at Moonvine on Shalavee.com

antiques at Moonvine on Shalavee.com

The next time we met, it was for a wedding flower consultation on 9/11 as our wedding was scheduled for October 4th. We knew something was going on but our consultation went well and we caught a smoke together outside on what would become our famous bench. And the amazing breathtaking florals I was gifted with for my mere $600 included an amazing bridal bouquet, mini hair flowerlets, wedding party boutineers and bouquets, and table arrangements that would knock your socks off. I also got a lifelong friend named Pama.Custom florals at Moonvine on Shalavee.com

custom wreaths at Moonvine on SHalavee.com

teatowel cards at Moonvine on Shalavee.com

I ended up working for Pama there at Moonvine for a couple years before I needed to come to my town of Denton and open up my own shop. Pama would eventually move her shop down to Bethany and several years ago, reopened it in Easton where it now resides on Harrison Street around the corner from the original location.

This coming Saturday, Pama invited me and few other crafters and artists to contribute to

Moonvine’s

First Annual Spring Open House !!!

Saturday April 30th

pinup aka cheesecake girl magnets at Moonvine on Shalavee.com

The Very bestest cheesecake I've had in a long while t Moonvine on Shalavee.com

Additionally, Pama and her partner Julie began a Cheesecake business called Cheesecake Girls and she’ll be selling their Amazing Cheesecake at the Open House. She “forced” us to take home some chocolate espresso and lemon ginger cheesecake this week. And I enjoyed every single loving guilty bite of each of them. In fact, that was the best darn cheesecake I can remember having.

old pins at Moonvine on Shalavee.com

antique jewelry galore at Moonvine on Shalavee.com

antique jewelry galore at Moonvine on Shalavee.com

antique religious jewelry at Moonvine on Shalavee.com

Moonvine is brimming with whimsical sweet gifts for Mother’s Day and cards galore including some of my recent card masterpieces. The shop smells good for all the wonderful candles and bath products, and it feels good to be inside of all that beauty. Plus, supporting local businesses feels mighty fine too.

Shop hours on Saturday are from 10AM – 4PM.

Moonvine is located at 21 North Harrison Street in Easton, Maryland USA

Hope you come out, barring any weather nastiness, and say hi to us and have a tromp around Easton. The Easton farmer’s Market also happens on Saturday and these sorts of days are always so jolly and fun to be a part of. I’ll probably be at Moonvine from 11am to perhaps 2pm enjoying good gab and company and showcasing my new cards. Come out and see!Madonna and antique teacups at Moonvine on Shalavee.com

If you enjoyed what you read, subscribe, via the subscription box in the sidebar, to my thrice weekly posts via your emailbox. And visit me on Instagram to see my daily pictures, friend me or like my page on Facebook. Or come find me on Twitter or Pinterest too. I am always practicing Intentional Intouchness so chat at me please. I live for conversations.

And, as always, Thanks to you for your visit.

Proactively Using My Time Feels Better

For most of my life, I was a time-debtor. Always rushing through and to my next event, never having enough time to be present. I felt perpetually late for my life in general. I lived my life reactively, surviving from moment to moment.

This constant state of anxiety makes for a miserable existence. Especially when you then add into the schedule a demanding unreliable baby. True Chaos is a time debting, infant caring, and exhaustion making combo. I was always focusing on the lack and the scarcity instead of the abundance and the possibilities.Fiona and the bubbles on SHalavee.com

As I matured as a parent and then added writing to my schedule, I began to recognize my chaotic ways were inhibiting my creativity. My mental well-being as a mother and the future of my writing depended on scheduling some of my tasks to free up time for creating. My esteem relied on getting some “me time” in. The proactive processing this asked for was new to me as I’d never felt empowered or entitled to have goals before.

I began to just make a loose list of meals I could make for the week. And found that I felt less pressure for coming up with meal ideas and culinary masterpieces every night. Plus, by planning my food, I got to be in the mood for the food I was making.

After two years without one, I began using an editorial calendar for my blog posting. Scheduling the posts after they were written allowed me to let all thoughts of them go. I could stockpile my posts like a little blogging squirrel.Fiona and her bubbles on Shalavee.com

Whereas before I’d panic at an opening in my schedule thinking of all the things I needed to do in this tiny amount of time, I now proactively scheduled tasks for certain times, wrote them into my calendar, and was guaranteed a chance of accomplishing these things. I began to just do things when I thought of them and kept them off my ever-growing lists of things to do.

The immense relief I’ve experienced approaching my time management in this way has decreased my anxieties immensely and I’m feeling more productive and capable of larger tasks than I ever thought I would. I just finished reading my first book in three years. I manage to publish blog posts three times a week. And my house is fairly kept.

Reactively living without goals was a reflection of my low self-esteem and felt like surviving. Proactively living feels like self-esteem and fulfillment of my abilities and goals and dreams. It feels like hope. And all that it requires is a little extra time shaved off the top giving me what feels like hours of extra time at the end.

This is the presentation I gave at the UU Fellowship last Sunday. I am far from being a stellar public speaker but I do appreciate the opportunity to consider this subject.

If you enjoyed what you read, subscribe, via the subscription box in the sidebar, to my thrice weekly posts via your emailbox. And visit me on Instagram to see my daily pictures, friend me or like my page on Facebook. Or come find me on Twitter or Pinterest too. I am always practicing Intentional Intouchness so chat at me please. I live for conversations.

And, as always, Thanks to you for your visit

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