I have been a Stay-At-Home-Mom for 15 years. I teach psyc part time while the kids are in school, or mother's day out, etc. But, my main job is being at home with my kids.
I worked full-time last year and I have totally devleoped a new appreciation for working moms. They have quite a load to carry, having to work as well as take care of their family. But my heart still goes out to the Stay-at-home-moms because I was/am one.
Here are some of my thoughts: Some days you feel very lonely; some days you don't feel like you are accomplishing anything; some days you feel like you're not contributing anything to your household; some days you don't take a shower until 2:00p.m. Those days happen often. The reality is, however, that you have chosen one of the best jobs in the entire world that anyone could ever choose.
If your heart is to stay at home and raise your kids and play with them and be involved in their lives......this will have long-lasting effects. Not just on your kids, but on you as well. Think of the memories that you get to keep with you long after the kids have grown up.
They will think back on these days and remember you swinging them in the backyard, making grilled cheese sandwiches, playing with play-dough and playing hide -n- seek. They will remember you laying down with them while they took their nap, trips to the zoo and McDonald's play place. They probably don't even know you feel lonely, or unaccomplished, or stinky. They love you just the way you are. And they appreciate you even though you don't know it.
So working moms, you definitely have your challenges; Stay-at-home-moms....keep on doing what you do, because you're not alone, you are accomplishing great things and one day you will get to take that shower first thing in the morning! Hold on to these moments. Cherish them. You have chosen such an outstanding job. Take some moments and reflect in the beauty of your children. Love them, love yourself, and take heart knowing that you do make a difference!
Friday, October 29, 2010
Monday, October 18, 2010
Carrie Underwood Concert- Drunk people annoy me
So, my husband and I had awesome floor seats for the Carrie Underwood concert a few weeks ago. Different couples were there together, moms and daughters were there, friends, families and a host of others. Now, I had purchased these tickets back in June so, these seats were REALLY good. We were looking forward to a nice evening out.
We started out with dinner at one of our favorite sushi places, then headed out to the concert. When we arrived, the concert employees were happy and extremely nice. We made it down to our floor seats, 10 rows from the stage. Two different acts opened up for Carrie. By the time the "Carrie" portion of the show started, it was 9:00 (I'm usually brushing my teeth and in my p.j.'s by this time). However, it was totally worth my staying up past my bedtime. When she sang "Temporary Home" it was so beautiful, chills went all over my arms. I thought that was going to be the highlight of the show for me, but little did I know that when she sang "Jesus Take the Wheel", that she would be going right into the chorus of "How Great Thou Art". I had tears of joy because I wasn't at a Christian concert, but I certainly felt the presence of God right there in the middle of that concert.
I know I live a sheltered life, but I couldn't help noticing all of the people who were sooooo drunk from the beer that they were consuming from the moment they got there until the end of the concert. Drunk women were dancing in the middle of the aisles, and the man next to me almost spilled his beer on me as he was crawling over me to get to his seat. He then began to sing EVERY Carrie Underwood song at the top of his drunk lungs. I paid a lot of money for these tickets and I really wanted to hear just Carrie, and not the drunk man doing a duet. But the speakers were so loud that I could hear Carrie just fine.
The thing that makes me most annoyed is not really the fact that people were drinking, but that these drunk people were about to be on the same roads as me and my family. Perhaps many of them had designated drivers; I hope so. But I fear that most of them did not, as I watched many of them in the same parking area as me, get in the car and start the engine and take off to get on the freeways to go home.
Alcohol is a psychoactive drug that alters the part of the brain used for reasoning and good judgement. That's why most people drink; to feel the effect of the drug. So, doesn't it stand to reason that the same brain that is allowing you to dance in the aisles because you don't care what people think...is the same brain that leads you behind the wheel to cross lines, and go down one way streets and potentially lose your bearings and crash into innocent people?
That's why drunk people annoy me. The end.
We started out with dinner at one of our favorite sushi places, then headed out to the concert. When we arrived, the concert employees were happy and extremely nice. We made it down to our floor seats, 10 rows from the stage. Two different acts opened up for Carrie. By the time the "Carrie" portion of the show started, it was 9:00 (I'm usually brushing my teeth and in my p.j.'s by this time). However, it was totally worth my staying up past my bedtime. When she sang "Temporary Home" it was so beautiful, chills went all over my arms. I thought that was going to be the highlight of the show for me, but little did I know that when she sang "Jesus Take the Wheel", that she would be going right into the chorus of "How Great Thou Art". I had tears of joy because I wasn't at a Christian concert, but I certainly felt the presence of God right there in the middle of that concert.
I know I live a sheltered life, but I couldn't help noticing all of the people who were sooooo drunk from the beer that they were consuming from the moment they got there until the end of the concert. Drunk women were dancing in the middle of the aisles, and the man next to me almost spilled his beer on me as he was crawling over me to get to his seat. He then began to sing EVERY Carrie Underwood song at the top of his drunk lungs. I paid a lot of money for these tickets and I really wanted to hear just Carrie, and not the drunk man doing a duet. But the speakers were so loud that I could hear Carrie just fine.
The thing that makes me most annoyed is not really the fact that people were drinking, but that these drunk people were about to be on the same roads as me and my family. Perhaps many of them had designated drivers; I hope so. But I fear that most of them did not, as I watched many of them in the same parking area as me, get in the car and start the engine and take off to get on the freeways to go home.
Alcohol is a psychoactive drug that alters the part of the brain used for reasoning and good judgement. That's why most people drink; to feel the effect of the drug. So, doesn't it stand to reason that the same brain that is allowing you to dance in the aisles because you don't care what people think...is the same brain that leads you behind the wheel to cross lines, and go down one way streets and potentially lose your bearings and crash into innocent people?
That's why drunk people annoy me. The end.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Dreams
Today in class, I lectured on dreams. Why we dream certain things; why we remember our dreams, etc. It's interesting that during REM when most dreaming occurs, the area in the frontal lobe used for reasoning is suppressed. That's why the other night when I dreamed that Michael Jackson was knocking on my door delivering a pizza, I didn't think it was strange at all.
I opened the door, and said "Hey..you're Michael Jackson...with a pizza! Come on in!" We dream several times during the night, but we mainly remember the last dream right before we wake up. The more intense, bizarre, or interesting the dream is, the more likely we are to remember it.
Calvin Hall says that "A dream most often reflects the daily concerns and experiences of the dreamer". So, that fact together with the fact that our reasoning skills are not working at full speed, explains why we might dream about a boss, a preacher, or a movie star and in our dream, we are married to them and live in our childhood homes. It's memories and non-reasoning all mixed together.
On another note. What's up with beauty contests?...I've never been a fan, but the more I think about it, the more ridiculous it sounds. Why don't we have "beauty contests" for men? Why is it always the prettiest girl gets the prize. What ever happened to inner beauty and how much a person loves other people and does good things for society. Why must they strut around in bikini's and resort to plastic surgery, etc. just to be given a crown? Our society is a little mixed up when it comes to objectifying women. And that's my thought about that. Good night! :)
I opened the door, and said "Hey..you're Michael Jackson...with a pizza! Come on in!" We dream several times during the night, but we mainly remember the last dream right before we wake up. The more intense, bizarre, or interesting the dream is, the more likely we are to remember it.
Calvin Hall says that "A dream most often reflects the daily concerns and experiences of the dreamer". So, that fact together with the fact that our reasoning skills are not working at full speed, explains why we might dream about a boss, a preacher, or a movie star and in our dream, we are married to them and live in our childhood homes. It's memories and non-reasoning all mixed together.
On another note. What's up with beauty contests?...I've never been a fan, but the more I think about it, the more ridiculous it sounds. Why don't we have "beauty contests" for men? Why is it always the prettiest girl gets the prize. What ever happened to inner beauty and how much a person loves other people and does good things for society. Why must they strut around in bikini's and resort to plastic surgery, etc. just to be given a crown? Our society is a little mixed up when it comes to objectifying women. And that's my thought about that. Good night! :)
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Life in a Medium Location
There was such a crisp, cool breeze as I rode my bike this morning. Birds were chirping, not many people were out. But as I continued riding, I began to think; Some people say they are from the Big City, others say they are from a small town. I guess I'm in a medium location.
Toward the end of my bike ride, I saw a young men's soccer team out practicing; people setting up for a craft sale in the park, and a group of Little League kids having their pictures made. I certainly wasn't riding my bike with miles of empty space and land, like in a small town. I didn't have to watch out for taxi drivers and people in business suits like in the Big City. It was just a casual bike ride with people doing many diverse things. However, later today I will take a short 20 minute drive and go shopping at one of the best malls around!
I like living in a Medium location where there is a small town feel, and all around me there are Big City things to do. This is an incredible world we live in, and I'm so blessed to be able to enjoy it!
Toward the end of my bike ride, I saw a young men's soccer team out practicing; people setting up for a craft sale in the park, and a group of Little League kids having their pictures made. I certainly wasn't riding my bike with miles of empty space and land, like in a small town. I didn't have to watch out for taxi drivers and people in business suits like in the Big City. It was just a casual bike ride with people doing many diverse things. However, later today I will take a short 20 minute drive and go shopping at one of the best malls around!
I like living in a Medium location where there is a small town feel, and all around me there are Big City things to do. This is an incredible world we live in, and I'm so blessed to be able to enjoy it!
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