Gack!

Remember the Cathy cartoons? Well, gack and argh pretty much sum it up for me today.

My baby is getting older (Sigh!).

Well, at 4 and a half, he's not technically a baby and I do have a younger child. But today, I just wanted to curl up on the couch and snuggle him until he fell asleep like we used to do. Sometimes I just look at him and can't believe how absolutely perfect he is. I just want to hold him and keep him close to me forever. I don't want him to get older but I do. I can hardly wait until he comes bounding in the door and tells me about his day at school, but not yet. I can hardly wait for so many wonderful things that I just know he has in store, but for all of them, not yet, not today. In him, I can see a better world and I do not ever want to see the day when I do not. His eyes are so bright and shining and I do not ever want to see the day when they no longer sparkle at the thought of playing in the dirt. So many things that I know he will do and he will be, but not yet, not today - for just today, can he still just be my little boy?

Hi, My name is Brighid and I'm new at this...

A few short weeks ago I was blasted in canuckmamas for not quite understanding why one would blog and why someone else would read a blog. But today, the Queen posted a link to a woman's blog and I read it, laughing as I went along. Then, I followed the instructions to creating my own and here we are.
I am not a professional writer, but I think that I am a good writer and having been complimented in the last week on my writing skills has certainly boosted my sense of accomplishment. I won't share personal things, but I think that the millions of mom's around this world need to be reminded that we are share many of the same experiences as we navigate the journey through our lives, with children in tow. Have you ever noticed in the supermarket or on the street that when another mom is disciplining her child in another language, you totally understand what she is saying... "How many times do I have to tell you not to touch, not to run across the street, not to bug your sister/brother..."

We share and sometimes, we learn.

Put up your hand, everyone who had KD for lunch?

Okay, now put up your hand if you ate the KD out of the pot with a wooden spoon, while leaning on the counter? I remember when luch wasn't necessarily at lunch time, when it had exotic ingredients, when it didn't involve a somewhere with a play place - and most of all, when it was quiet... I know that everyone has moments like these, but how come, when you decided to have children, everyone was so happy? Why did no one come forward and say "Hey, you might want to rethink that. Kids will bring you your greatest moments of joy, but they will also rip your brain to shreds. Get a dog."