search
top
Currently Browsing: Family

Labor of Mom Love

My sister asked if I had any plans for the day. I said nah, I’m not doing anything. Just my regular stuff, no big deal. And she says, I would say you do a lot of stuff and a big deal. And I realize that I just belittled myself and all the hard work I put into my house that I do make it look clean and easy.

I am at the store with my son and he asks if this half a cart full of groceries is a regular size shop. I ask if he knows how many meals a week I am responsible for. 21 meals and that includes any that I have to pay for at his school via the computer. Multiply that by four people. But I just expect I must do this because that’s what I do.

I don’t think there’s any occupation that takes itself more for granted than motherhood. Mother’s Day Needs to be a week in which everyone else takes over the Mom’s job so they actually experience the ridiculousness of it.labor of Mom Love on Shalavee.com

But in the same breath, it is also up to us to wean and train our families to rely on us less. To show them the necessity of chores and hygiene to maintain self-respect. To encourage them to claim confidence in this adulting thing.

Labors of Love are always a given with me. But I also have scolded my children for taking advantage of my kindness and generosity. I model self-respect so that they may do the same to their children later.

So this is my Ode to Motherhood, the Labor of Love that we are guilty of taking for granted. May you enjoy lots of it in your life.

And 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.

My Right Now and the Beginning of Summer

It’s hot outside. And humid. I just don’t feel like sitting inside all day long.

But it’s sunny out and the garden is looking spiffier than it has in a very long time.

My Right Now and the Beginning of Summer on Shalavee.com

Oh, it’s also Father’s Day which is falling on a Sunday after a lot of ballet recital stuff and a church band performance for the son. And my sister’s visiting. I am trying to play catch up with the chores and make food and collages for my 100 day project and write a blog post and …

Our vacation is planned for this week and somehow, I feel dread instead of happy anticipation. It’s supposed to rain and we’re waiting for monies to come in. I never did lose the weight I had wanted to by now. I dread the bathing suit.

To counter balance any negative self thoughts, I have been concentrating on being proactive, doing my best and letting go of the rest, and feeling out where my feet are placed. Because Summer causes upheaval and I haven’t been to the gym in Days and days.

My Right Now and the Beginning of Summer on Shalavee.com

“Life is organic” my friend once said. It ebbs and flows no matter how much we wish for it to stay this way now forever. Sometimes, as when Summer begins, we just have to concentrate on keeping our footing… with a nice pedicure and a cute pair of new sandals. And count our blessings, Two healthy happy kids, a garden devoid of weeds, and family and friends that are very supportive. Everything happens the way it needs to happen. I’m going to sit back and enjoy the ride for a little.

Read about the mental destruction of Summers past and how I finally began a better chapter a couple years ago in this blog post titled How Summer Did Not Start Out Like Plummeting Space Junk.

And 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.

Let It Be

So many things I think I should be doing. I should have a spiritual practice. I should be exercising more. I should be publishing my brilliant writing in big magazines. But most of the time, I can’t accommodate all of my shoulds. And my day turns into cleaned bathrooms, walk taken, and dinner
made. Throw a holiday in there and I don additional job hats as a fat elf and an invisible bunny rabbit. There’s no such thing as regularity. Yet somehow I keep hoping it’s possible.

Yes I could use a wife. And here comes Summer time when I suddenly become Julie your cruise director organizing all you fun Summer Family happenings and packing and planning and scheduling. But I dare say, I love it in many ways and it won’t be like this always. So I think I’m gonna let it be.

At any given point, your life is what you think it is. If you keep thinking it’s bad, it’s bad. If your think it’s a messy blessing, than that’s exactly what it is.

And 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.

Easter 2019

This year, my son’s birthday fell on the same day as Easter. So we had more family around and multiple days to do all the activities.

Easter 2019 on Shalavee.com
Easter 2019 on Shalavee.com
Easter 2019 on Shalavee.com
Easter 2019 on Shalavee.com
Easter 2019 on Shalavee.com

The Easter egg hunt was on Easter/Eamon’s birthday orchestrated by him and Miss Sue aka the Easter Chicken. The hunt privilege has been passed down from Eamon to Fiona and this year featured a treasure hunt.

Easter 2019 on Shalavee.com
Easter 2019 on Shalavee.com
Easter 2019 on Shalavee.com
Easter 2019 on Shalavee.com
Easter 2019 on Shalavee.com

Egg dying happened later in the day after Mark tilled his vegetable garden. There was probably 2 dozen eggs and I let my children, sister, and mother dye all of them save one. There was some serious creating going on and it took over an hour before I heard someone cry “Last egg!”.

Easter 2019 on Shalavee.com

We enjoyed a sushi dinner out and a ham dinner at home followed by a chocolate cake topped with strawberries that Daddy and Fiona made. There’s still enough candy around to crush a small child. And my house is feeling a little chaotic. But that’s family and I can honestly say everyone had a good timeA

And 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.

Hail to the Hearth Keepers

Our home fires are both necessary and symbolic. Religious mythology include kitchen hearths and their keepers because the hearth is the place where life and family begins and ends. Heat and life begin within the womb and warmth of the family. And I have always known that my job is to tend that warm place.hail to the hearth keepers on Shalavee.com

I love making fires. I saw an Indian gentleman show the true way to make fire out of forest fodder and I swore I would do that too. What a skill to have. And then I had Fiona instead. She is our “fuego rojo”, a fiery red-headed daughter.

Although our actual fireplaces were long ago rendered obsolete, we bought a gas insert for our living room hearth 15 year ago. I tend that fireplace with a once a year blow out of the dust from the pilot light and relight it to begin our fall season.hail to the hearth keepers on Shalavee.com

My truest joy is how my kids enjoy huddling next to it on the cold days. They ask to light it before school. And pull pillows up to warm themselves. That is the memory I want for them of their home life here. That coziness and kept feeling of home. If they take that with them then I have done my job as the hearth keeper.

And 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.

« Previous Entries

top