Sunday, January 13, 2008

Sunday Mutterings & Restless Minds

  1. Dream big :: my own boutique
  2. Competition :: hate it

  3. Torn :: my thoughts on having children

  4. Modeling :: lose half my body weight *snort*

  5. Coaster :: roller

  6. Slut :: whore
  7. (try it, you'll end up calling everyone this. Slutwhore. See? Its funny.)
  8. Spread :: eagle

  9. Amanda :: Rama

  10. Romance :: novels

  11. Paradise :: me, babers, the beach, no phones, & margaritas!

Stacie does these and I thought I'd give it a try. Wanna play? Go here.

Restless Minds

I've been out of pocket this week - I adopted a handsome guy and his crazy mini puppy for the week. Babers had a class to attend here so I had the honor of being graced with his presence for not one, not two, but 5 full days. In those 5 days I learned something.

I learned that I've been naive about my thoughts on the daily life of a working mother. Recently an older woman I know was complaining about how she used to get off work around three in the afternoon but no longer does. She complained that she hardly had time to run her errands, get home to cook dinner and take care of her three-person household, not to mention taking care of her needs. I sat there thinking "Is she serious?" I'm embarrassed to say but I felt as if she was being weak. My mother had three children, a husband and herself to take care of after working full time as a teacher, not to mention grading papers, packing lunches, tending to baths, ironing clothes - this woman only has one child and she can't manage?

This week I came home to Jason and Mini, and each evening I was greeted with hugs and kisses and puppy lickings. Then I'd settle on the couch for snuggles, but my mind raced with motherly-type tendings: cooking supper, cleaning up, laundry.

I felt as if I couldn't rest. I almost felt guilty just sitting on the couch to hang out with J. (But I still did it, duh.) I think women have this internal need to nurture and its hard to turn off. Even if I didn't have chores to do and even after the dinner was done and the dishes cleaned (thanks to Babers), I still felt restless, like I needed to be doing something. I never feel like that during the week when I'm alone. The dishes can pile up and the carpet can grow things on it before I whip out the vacuum cleaner and I'll still park my ass on the couch for hours. But with Jason there, I feel like I need to be something else for him, something better.

It made me re-think things. I can now see how easy it would be for a woman to "let herself go" after children and years of marriage. I can see how easily it would be to put others first and keep telling myself that I'll shave my legs later. Believe me, I was not in any way swamped taking care of Babers and Mini, by any means. He probably took just as much care of me and well, Mini is no problem. Actually, J takes care of Mini like she's his child. Still, I just felt it while they were there - that need to nurture and clean and take care of something, anything. It was the strangest thing.

Anyway, restless mind or not, I still had an awesome week. Little popeye snores in the morning, laying in the blue light with his freezing ass feet on my legs... Popcorn and movies in bed, long walks with the Mini Monster... Sweet notes left on my car. So nice. How was your weekend?


RoxRocks said...

I've gotta say this, I do love it when a young, single girl gets a glimpse of the insanity that is motherhood. Seriously. The reason I love it isn't so I can think "In your face! In your face!" It's truly so I can say "SEE?! IT'S CRAZY ALL UP IN HERE IN THIS MOTHERHOOD PLACE!"

I'm glad you had a nice week!

And that word association thing? I think I'm too insane to do those. My answers are always so bizarre. LoL

Stacie said...

Heck, I have a hard time keeping up and I don't work outside the house anymore (knock on wood) for me it's a scatteredness I think..I have a hard time being organized. I've seen people with several kids and they're ridiculously organized and I've seen people with one kid and can't keep their head on straight. I love that you are doing the Sunday Mutter..I have too much fun with those things..
Glad you had a good weekend with J. We cleaned all weekend :( more unpacking from the move. sigh...
oh well..keeps my mind off other things...

Kitty said...

I don't know where the time slips away to anymore - since I had the kids the world has speeded up and someone removed half the days!

Had to laugh at spread::eagle :-D x

fatwonkkid said...

i just always have this feeling in the back of my mind that the previous generation or two was made of much better stuff than our generation.

The accomplishments they made, at work and at home, just seem so much more herculean with so much less than what we do today. For instance they put men on the moon with less computing power available to them that what I have on my cell phone.

Doc said...

Being a parent opens up feelings is us that we didn;t even know were there before. Before I became a Dad I didn't fully understand that... Sounds like you had a good weeknd.

-Papa said...

My weekend can be described in two words: "Spectacular spectacular!" :D

Earric said...

Weekend was great but sad at the same time. I was happy to spend it with my boyfriend, but I was unhappy because of school starting again.

Christie said...

The world seems to get crazier when you add kids to the mix. Not only do you have the weight of raising them correctly on your shoulders, you have the weight of constant fear on your shoulders as well. Are they getting enough veggies? Why is that guy hanging out at the park when he obviously has no kids here? Did I remember to schedule the kids vaccines? Does the dog need to be fed/walked/cleaned? You got a glimpse of that feeling.

But you know what? I love my life. For all the bitching and moaning I do, like many other mothers, I don't know any that would change it.

Anonymous said...


You are right,that is funny! he he

Ari said...

Yaaaaaaay slutwhore!! :) I like slattern as well.

Casdok said...

Love your mutterings!!!

Open Grove Claudia said...

I think that you guys will fall into a rhythm. He's "visiting" so you want it to be special. When he "lives" there, he'll do some cooking, some cleaning, etc. For us, it cycles. Sometimes the house is clean and a lot of times it's not. Most working mothers get their house cleaned (tip to husbands who want to get laid!). As for kids? You work it out, develop systems, etc. If you want something, you'll make it happen. The nice thing about kids is that you want them but get to blame them for the work! hee hee.

You can see that we don't have kids! ;)

Nocturnal said...

I hear you there, I'm amazed by how busy so many families are with kids; no free time whatsoever.

Whatever floats your boat, you know?


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