What can I say? I needed a little break from the battering of life on the fringe. I waited and waited, but neither Hawkeye nor BJ showed to patch me up before sending me back to the front line. (Though I swear I saw Klinger at the Thanksgiving Day parade.)
Speaking of Thanksgiving, I can’t believe it’s already come and gone. The best part? Both boys were home! Nothing cures self absorption like non stop hours of prepping, dishwashing, cooking, and more dishwashing. And of course, the time honored American tradition of kicking off the holiday season with gluttony. Do they still make Alka Seltzer?
Man Child left early this morning, he came for the long weekend with his friend Miss Great Smile. Nerd Child leaves tomorrow morning. The nice part is they’ll both be back before long, for the Christmas break.
Miss Great Smile was a good sport, helping with prep AND she dragged Mrs Fringe into the 21st century, getting me signed up for Twitter. So please look down to the bottom left of this page and follow me.
Parenting is like anything else in life. Most things that come up are subjective, open to interpretation. But there are certain absolute truths in mothering.
1) It always gives me warm fuzzies to have my fringelings with me. The warm fuzzies grow barbs when they leave.
2) You never get tired of Parent Teacher conferences when teachers are telling you how great kiddo is.
3) Parent Teacher conferences always suck when kiddo struggles.
4) I could really use someone reminding me to breathe when talking to the doctors at the end of any appointment with Flower Child.
5) Getting your finger caught in the front door because you couldn’t resist one last, “Did you remember to pack…?” when saying goodbye hurts like hell.
What are your absolute truths?
Hearing children, listening to their dreams is all good, but the parent is the boss! And the driver of the car decides if the radio is on or off, what station we’re listening to, sets the temperature controls and basically takes no directions unless they ask for them!
Love that you are so clear!!! 🙂
yeah now…in hindsight haha!
always the way, isn’t it? lol!
It’s good to hear you had a great family Thanksgiving. As elder kids in large families my husband and I did so much parenting as kids we were interested in having any of our own. We are happy to be everyone’s favorite aunt and uncle. My absolute truth is that everything and everyone is subject to change.
Thank you, TT 🙂 I wonder if yours will be the case for Man Child. Our family isn’t that large, but the needs are great. I’m guessing there is good reason you’re everyone’s favorite aunt (uncle, for your husband), and it has nothing to do with the size of the Christmas gift.
Love your absolute truth, and agree completely.
I need to think about this. I love the question and will be back to answer it.
In the meantime, the name you’ve chosen and how you’ve described Miss Great Smile makes me very happy. 🙂
There’s a special joy in seeing well chosen friends for our kiddos. Magnified, perhaps, by the social difficulties encountered by our girls.
yay! there she is 🙂
My truths.. How ever much you savour the moments the days run away with you and sooner or later i find myself sitting on the floor hugging long out grown babygrows ( onesies) and crying.
It always rains for the school run, I have lost count of the warm baths after.
My arms still remember holding my babies and sometimes they ache missing them.
There is never enough peace or sleep
The best sight in the whole world is little faces lit up by christmas lights and sharing a smile with my hubby. then tucking the memory away in my heart.
Being a parent makes my heart vulnerable, my knees weak.
It’s worth it.
🙂 Hi Fay! “being a parent makes my heart vulnerable, my knees weak.” That says it all, right there ❤
Absolute truths in parenthood… That has been rolling around in my head since you posted this.
I don’t know if it’s just the place I’m in today, but so many of my truths about parenting have been debunked and shattered over the years. I love my children. That is the most important truth and will never, ever change. It is what it is. “It” is too many things. That’s all I have today.
It is what it is. Like it or not, certainly a truth many of us live with. ❤