Showing posts with label parenting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label parenting. Show all posts

Monday, December 20, 2010

Been M.I.A.

I've missed a couple of Feel Good Fridays since Thanksgiving. I apologize.

I've had posts that I've wanted to post... but I've been busy with work, life, and family.

The biggest thing is that I've mostly been really tired, nauseated, and well... You know... Pregnant. :)

We found out a few weeks ago that I'm "great with child" (that expression has always cracked me up). It seems my due date is sometime around August 6th. I'm not very far along, but I'm far along enough that I'm really feeling like crap.

Constipation, vomiting, tiredness... Let me tell you... Pregnancy is GLAMOROUS. But, even with all of that, I'm ecstatic. My husband is overjoyed. And my step-son is.. There are no words to describe his excitement.

Friday, October 22, 2010

Feel Good Friday: Parents



My last post got me thinking about my parents. My dad was a gruff man with sage advise. His sense of humor was slightly twisted yet subtle.

My mother is a generous, caring, loving woman. She's hilarious and cunning.

Often times I think of the negative attributes that I've inherited from my parents. I have little to no patience with things. That's from Dad. I tend to let people walk all over me. Thanks Mom! I have my mother's mustache and my dad's weird hammer pinky toes. (Thankfully I don't have Dad's ears or Mom's big toe).

It's rare that I sit back and think about the positive impacts that my parents had on me. But clearly, they've done something right to make such an awesome person. Yeah. I'm truly awesome.

Dad gave me my artist abilities. Albeit few abilities... they're still there. Mom gave me her generous, empathetic heart. My thick, wavy hair is Dad's. (I wont be going bald anytime soon). And my big blue eyes are very much Mom's.

As I embark on the journey of (step) parenting, I find myself thinking "What would Mom/Dad do?" and usually picking what I think they would do. It's strange. I hated those rules and chores and being told to clean my room. But damned if I'm not saying the same shit now.

So... Here's to all the fantastic Mom's and Dad's out there... Remember to call and thank them for their hard work.