motherhood

MJ Forever

I grew up in a house with Chicago sports playing in the background.  Watching sports was my mother’s passion.  I quickly learned if I wanted to spend time with her, watching whatever team was on T.V. was my in.

Obviously, my love of baseball and the Cubs came from her.  Some sports, no matter how much I loved her, I could not bring myself to watch (sorry Illini football).  But some, filled my heart with glee.

Enter the era of MJ.

Michael Jordan was like no other.  I could have watched him for days.

I was lucky enough to see him play in person when the Bulls were in their heyday.

The electricity, the showmanship, the roar of the crowd … all part of the extraordinary magic of this time in sports history.

I think Jordan and the Bulls ruined me forever.  Since that time, I cannot bring myself to invest in watching another NBA team.

Yet,

I do understand the value of a shared experience with the people you love.  Therefore, I kept a minimally open mind as we attended a Dallas Mavericks game at the American Airlines Center.

My expectations were low and initially, my attention wandered … a lot.

The first quarter showed a little flair, but the second and third saw the Mavs dropping well behind the Trail Blazers.

It wasn’t pretty.

Somehow, led by the spark of Luka Doncic, the Mavs came back to life in the fourth quarter ending the game in a spectacular fashion.

Luka Doncic and Damian Lillard duel in Mavericks’ win vs. Trail Blazers | NBA Highlights

Maybe the Mavs and Luka were trying to win me over.

Maybe it kind of worked.

Maybe all that really mattered were the smiles of victory on my boys’ faces.

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Bet my Mom would have loved every minute.

 

children, motherhood, parenting

Winning to Me

Full Speed had a respectable seventh place finish out of thirty-seven at his school’s bee.  The difference between him participating as a fifth grader and now is unbelievable.  He used to be the smallest, now he is among the tallest.  His voice, the depth of which I found unsettling, held steady as he spouted off each letter.

I no longer saw a boy on that stage.  In his place stood a confident young man.

Leading up to the competition, T.Puzzle and I continued a lively debate.  He believes a person is awesome only if they are winning.  I still hold that awesomeness is static.  Sometimes that expresses as external achievement, but mostly it is comprised of intangibles.  I do not fault T.Puzzle for his perspective.  Our culture exalts individual, external success.  Winning makes sense to him.  I get that.

Maybe Full Speed did not technically win the spelling bee, but from my view he demonstrated what it means to succeed.  He had the nerve to get up on that stage and compete with all eyes of the auditorium zeroed in on him.

I couldn’t do that.

I probably wouldn’t even be able to spell my name right in that situation.

When it was all said and done, he bounced back quickly.  He did not entertain the notion that misspelling a word defines him a person.

That feels like winning to me.

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children, motherhood

How Do You Spell Unforgettable?

This afternoon Full Speed will participate in his school-wide spelling bee.  He beat out over 140 students to earn this spot.  I asked him if he remembered the speech I gave him before his spelling bee when he was in fifth grade.

“Nope.”

I turned my attention towards T.Puzzle.  “I gave you the same speech before your fifth grade spelling bee.  Do you remember?”

“Nope.”

“Wow,” I said.  “I really am making such a lasting impact on both of you, aren’t I?”

“Well, we both did win,” Full Speed said.

“Good point.  Maybe I know what I am talking about after all.”

Here is that unforgettable(?) speech:

“I want you to remember that you are awesome.  The amount of awesome you have inside you is static.  That means it doesn’t change.  There is nothing you can or can’t do to change this fact.  At the beginning of the spelling bee you will be awesome.  At the end of the spelling bee you will be awesome.  And during the middle, you will still be equally awesome.  Winning or losing can’t change your awesome-ness.  If you wonder how I know this it’s because when you were a baby and I held you in my arms for the very first time I loved you instantly.  I kind of already loved you before I even knew you.  Why?  It wasn’t because I thought to myself, ‘someday this kid is going to be great at spelling.’  No, it was because you were awesome.  You were then, you are now and you always will be.”

You can read the entire, memorable(?) post here:

The Story of a girl and Her First Little Buckeye

Stay tuned to learn Full Speed’s spelling fate.

dogs, motherhood

Thoughts on Life and Motherhood

These past two weeks have found me in a struggle to get my WFAM posts created and uploaded.  I do not like to give myself excuses as to why I don’t have the time to write.  I fear these excuses will allow me to push writing to the back-burner and I will yet again, sacrifice my needs for those of my loved ones.

However, when your very-senior-dog has eye surgery, it’s okay to write your post the day of if you even write it at all:

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Little Guy is doing well overall but very sad/mad about his plastic collar.

Since I’m not in the mood for a funny and lighthearted post after comforting Little Guy through the night, here are two somewhat serious thoughts that have been swimming in my head:

Nobody Has Motherhood Figured Out

I have spent time with kick-butt executive moms down to the always-at-home-always-on-call moms and every variation in between.  We all feel less-than about some aspect of life and motherhood, and nobody has it all figured out.  All we know is we love our kids, we are doing our best and it is better to focus on our little corner of the world and worry less about what anyone else is or is not doing.

Life Beyond Motherhood

In a People feature article, Michelle Obama was asked about her approaching ’empty nest’.  The interviewer seemed surprised she was not ‘weepy’ about the prospect.

“I don’t need my children to be happy.  I had them so they’d be happy.”

This quote has me more determined than ever to continue carving a path that is unique to me.

Writing is a big part of this path:

The Truce of Motherhood:  How My Son’s Tantrums Opened My Eyes and My Heart

Thank you for walking with me.  I’m excited to see where we can go.

Like I said before, nobody has life figured out.  We may not always see eye to eye or perceive the world, life or motherhood in the exact same way, but I believe as moms, we can all relate to this:

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Some Truths are universal.

 

humor, motherhood

The World Needs Me

I have only met a handful of neighbors on my street.  When I walk my dogs, it is rare that I stop and chat with someone.

I admit, I’ve become complacent.

Over the weekend, dressed to the hilt in my pajamas, it was time to walk the dogs.  I had on no make-up but did take the time to match my checkered pants to my hat and jacket.  All Cubs-themed of course and super-chic.  I knew I was pushing what is socially acceptable when T.Puzzle commented on my attire.

“Your pants are super baggy,” he said.

This should have given me pause because he never notices these things.  But, it did not.  I simply zipped up my coat and headed out of my house with confidence.  I was certain my streak of not speaking to another person would remain alive.

I have never seen so many people in my life!

Of course, all of them wanted to talk to me or pet the dogs.  And, I had to stand there like a normal person and own-up to my ridiculous outfit choice.

So, my advice to you is this; if you want to meet new people, proudly wear your pjs outdoors in the middle of the day.

Your neighbors will pour out their homes anxious to meet you and/or evaluate your mental status.

Long live pjs!

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This is similarly awesome to the exact outfit I was wearing.   I know what you are thinking, stop writing about motherhood and start writing a fashion blog.  The world needs me.