Showing posts with label Words That Are Not My Own. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Words That Are Not My Own. Show all posts

Monday, May 16, 2011

On Being a Big Sister and a Mom

"A sister is one of the nicest things that can happen to anyone." ~ Author Unknown 

Having my two girls has afforded me the opportunity to better understand my relationship with my own sister. I see a lot of myself in both girls but I also see some of my little sister in them. One of my girls may as well BE my sister or HER child, they are so similar. I am more sympathetic to the role of a younger sister now. I see the injustices that happen to the baby sister - waiting to get go to the Big Kid School, spend the night with friends and slumber parties, earn privileges and responsibilities, etc. The younger sister is told over and over again that they have to "get bigger first." Nothing appears to be fair to the younger one. Conversely, the baby gets away with more with mom and dad and they get to be The Baby with less responsibilities and expectations. Of course life is unfair and we all learn that early. It will only get more unfair the older we get. But there are injustices to being the older one too. Cinderella was forced to grow up faster than Sleeping Beauty. She was helping me with Baby Sleeping Beauty before she was even three years old. She had to become more independent in many ways because I always had a baby in my arms. And she did well but a part of my heart broke for her. She was no longer The Baby. The night before I had Sleeping Beauty (I just knew I'd have her the next day, and I did) we were finishing up dinner and sitting around talking. Cinderella had climbed up into her daddy's lap. 
Brand new Baby Me and my Mom
All was right with the world.


It was just The Three of Us. 


Little Me Circa 1979
Then I started crying.  I was 38 weeks and one day pregnant, tired and large.  Life was about to change BIG TIME.  I was a hot mess of hormones.  I suddenly (yes, just then) realized I'd have TWO GIRLS that depended on me for almost everything.  (I guess I should share at some point  how very hard this pregnancy was for me emotionally.  I cried A LOT at first.  I didn't think I could handle two kids but God knew better - thankfully.)  I am so glad I got through the dark times and can now enjoy my two girls.  But it is NOT easy and I do get tired, cranky and fed up.  I fall asleep praying I can parent one (you know who) the way she needs to be parented and that I have the strength and resolve to do so.   I may share more on the emotional aspects of my pregnancies and raising two girls at a  later date.  


My last birthday (2nd) as an only child  ;) with my dad:
I was ALL ABOUT Mickey and I do remember this cake.
Anyway, when I was asked what was wrong the night before I had Sleeping Beauty, I told The King of the Crazies, "Cinderella probably won't remember life before her sister."  It made me sad that she wouldn't be the center of our universe anymore and sadder still that she wouldn't remember the time when she was.  Now do NOT get me wrong.  She still is, but she shares the stage with her little sister.  Then right after I answered him I remembered all the fun I had growing up with a sister.  The tears were short lived and Cinderella happily grasped hold of her new, more grown up role of The Big Sister.  It took me a little longer, in all honesty, to get used to having two kids instead of one.  It wasn't until I was about three or four months out after having Sleeping Beauty that I felt even remotely capable of taking care of the both of them on my own.  Cinderella remembers bits and pieces of her life before Sleeping Beauty just as I remember bits and pieces of my life before my little sister came along.  But it wasn't necessarily a better life without our baby sisters - contrary to what I used to tell my sister  ;)  - before our sisters came into our lives and into our hearts...It was just different. And as I said, I remember very little of my life before being a Big Sister.  What I do recall comes to me in the form of flashback photos and often times it is random.  It is crazy how that is but I can remember some things in great detail.  After the addition of  a Baby Sister, for me and for Cinderella, there was more love, more hugs and more kisses to go around.  Best of all, they will ALWAYS have someone to play with just like I did and they share many of their friends even now.


"You keep your past by having sisters.  As you get older, they're the only ones who don't get bored if you talk about your memories."  ~Deborah Moggach


"We know one another's faults, virtues, catastrophes, mortifications, triumphs, rivalries, desires, and how long we can each hang by our hands to a bar.  We have been banded together under pack codes and tribal laws."  ~Rose Macaulay


I think this picture of me (right) with my mom and sister is HI-LARIOUS! 
Maybe still not sure about my new sister. 1980

"A sister is a gift to the heart, a friend to the spirit, a golden thread to the meaning of life."  ~Isadora James

Keeping my baby safe - early 80's

As sisters we share our childhood memories.  I saw this one going through my picture files and knew I had to post it for my sister:


"Sisters don't need words.  They have perfected a language of snarls and smiles and frowns and winks - expressions of shocked surprise and incredulity and disbelief.  Sniffs and snorts and gasps and sighs - that can undermine any tale you're telling."  ~Pam Brown


A sentence.  A glance.  A familiar smell or a facial expression between me and my sister can speak volumes.  It can speak years of history.  Some (most) of the best memories I have from my childhood have my sister right there with me.  I am hoping my girls have the same relationship with one another.


"You can kid the world.  But not your sister."  ~Charlotte Gray

Living it up in Italy 80's style!  (I am on the left.)
As is normal, growing up we did have squabbles.  Many of them were ugly.  Most of them involved clothes or makeup.  But we always moved past it fast and to this day I will forgive my sister faster than most anyone because I love her so much.  She (and her husband) are the people we (Tim and I)  entrust the kids with if something happened to both of us because she is the closest thing (or person) there is to me and it wouldn't be so hard on the kids to be without us if they had her.  With my girls, I do sometimes see "The Green Eyed Monster" (what my mom calls jealousy) but I try my best to keep jealousy and resentment at bay.  They are best friends.  They will know one another longer than they will know me and their daddy.  We are talking a lifetime here.  They are lucky to have each other. During fights that sentence almost seemed like a slap in the face to me and my sister.  Yet, it is true.  I tell my girls almost daily that they are "Lucky to have each other" and sometimes, for good measure, I throw in that you really don't get to live together for much of your life, I no longer live with my sister and I miss her, etc.   I sometimes get the response from Sleeping Beauty, "That's right.  Now, come here" while gesturing for her big sister to come and give her a hug.  :)


"Sister is probably the most competitive relationship within the family, but once the sisters are grown, it becomes the strongest relationship."  ~Margaret Mead


This is an older picture but I always liked it.
I have loved having a sister, even when she didn't love having me.  :)  Even when we didn't like each other, we always loved each other.  And if you don't know what I mean by that then you probably don't have a sister.  ;)  


"If you don't understand how a woman could both love her sister dearly and want to wring her neck at the same time, then you were probably an only child."  ~Linda Sunshine


Recently having a sister got even better.  Amy had probably figured this "perk" out about six years before me when she became on aunt. ;)  


Days old Baby Cinderella
And again about three and a half years ago...
Brand new Baby Sleeping Beauty
Three months ago she brought a little piece of herself into our world with her baby boy.  I loved him the second I knew he was on his way, even before I knew if he was a boy or girl.  I can't imagine living without him in my world and I can't remember how we ever did.  It seems he has always been a part of us just like my two girls and I wouldn't have it any other way.


Me and a week old prince
The bond of a sister is nearly unbreakable.  I can't imagine a time in my life without her there beside me and she obviously, being the younger sister, cannot imagine a time in her life without me.  I know I will always have her and she knows she will always have me.  And I hope the same is true for my two princesses.   


Somehow...
I have a feeling it will be.
"Bless you, my darling, and remember you are always in the heart - oh tucked so close there is no chance of escape - of your sister."  ~Katherine Mansfield

:o)

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

SiStErS


 A sister is a little bit of childhood that can never be lost.  ~Marion C. Garretty
 A sister can be seen as someone who is both ourselves and very much not ourselves - a special kind of double.  ~Toni Morrison

 Sisters are different flowers from the same garden.  ~Author Unknown
A sister is both your mirror and your opposite. - Elizabeth Fishel


How do people make it through life without a sister?  ~Sara Corpening


Sibling relationships - and 80 percent of Americans have at least one - outlast marriages, survive the death of parents, resurface after quarrels that would sink any friendship.  They flourish in a thousand incarnations of closeness and distance, warmth, loyalty and distrust.  ~Erica E. Goode, "The Secret World of Siblings," U.S. News & World Report, 10 January 1994



I know some sisters who only see each other on Mother's Day and some who will never speak again.  But most are like my sister and me... linked by volatile love, best friends who make other best friends ever so slightly less best.  ~Patricia Volk


To the outside world we all grow old.  But not to brothers and sisters.  We know each other as we always were.  We know each other's hearts.  We share private family jokes.  We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys.  We live outside the touch of time.  ~Clara Ortega



Monday, February 14, 2011

Simply Amazed

I think there are grown ups who do not understand some of the things my three year old does.  Today we were listening to "My Immortal" by Evanescence.  If you have not heard it or don't know what I am talking about - watch the video (below) or listen to the song.  It is one of the most hauntingly beautiful songs I have ever heard.  I have to try not to cry when I hear it.  

Here are the lyrics but you MUST listen to it:

I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
[Chorus:]
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me

You used to captivate me
By your resonating light
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
[Chorus]

I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along
[Chorus] 






There could be many meanings behind this song but to me I take it as a woman who wanted to free her soul (the cloths tied to various places on her body made my think she was being held hostage by the memories).  She wanted to free herself from this man (not ending her life but the bad circumstances in her life) as he was just a shell of a being now - due to bad ways, abusiveness, drugs, whatever.  She will always be bound to the memories of what was - when life was good between the two of them, before it all went bad.  What a heartbreaking struggle - for what was and what will never be.


This song could also be about losing someone and not being able to do a thing to stop it from happening.   The pain that is to come is too much to bear.  


While listening to this today Sleeping Beauty said to me, "Oh Mommy!  She's heartbroken.  She is crying.  Her Prince  Charming must have drowned in her tears!"  She didn't see the video - we were in the car.  And while I doubt he "drowned in her tears" I know that she understood.  I am just amazed at her ability to understand love so completely.  I think we are raising two young ladies who will really touch some lives one day.   I know I've already been changed.


Thank you for coming here - no matter what the reason.  :o)


Happy Valentine's Day!

Sunday, January 9, 2011

BaBy ShOwEr





My sister had her baby shower today and we had a great turn out.  Here are the hostesses, Amy in the middle, and a couple of kids who insisted on being in the picture.

So, this is for my sister who is 36 weeks along with her first, a boy.


"Song for a 5th 1st Child" by Ruth Hamilton 
Babies Don't Keep
Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth,
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
Hang out the washing and butter the bread,
Sew on a button and make up a bed.
Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.




Oh, I've grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue
(Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
(Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo).
The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew
And out in the yard there's a hullabaloo
But I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo.
Look! Aren't her eyes the most wonderful hue?
(Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo)

"I was worth the wait."
"Mommy's mane man" (It has a lion on the front.)
The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,
For children grow up, as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.
 








 She got some much needed help. ;)


 On the way home from the shower Cinderella said, "I know Amy will love her baby so much because she wanted him so bad.  When she didn't have a baby in her tummy I prayed and prayed God would give her one because she wanted one a lot.  I am so glad it worked."  From the mouths of babes...

Sunday, November 21, 2010

:)

We all have our time machines. Some take us back, they're called memories. Some take us forward, they're called dreams.

- Source Unknown

Friday, November 19, 2010

Oh, Heaven Let Your Light Shine Down...

This picture has no editing in the colors - it was just darkened and look at the colors shining on them!! :)


Looking at this picture I thought of God and Heaven and then these lyrics to the song "Shine" by Collective Soul.

Songwriter: Ed Roland

Give me a word
Give me a sign
Show me where to look
Tell me what will I find
Lay me on the ground
Fly me in the sky
Show me where to look
Tell me what will I find
Oh, heaven let your light shine down

Love is in the water
Love is in the air
Show me where to look
Tell me will love be there
Teach me how to speak
Teach me how to share
Teach me where to go
Tell me will love be there
Oh, heaven let your light shine down

I'm gonna let it shine
I'm gonna let it shine
Heaven send a light, let it shine on me
Hey Yeah
Hey Yeah
Heaven send a light, let it shine on me
It's gonna shine on
Shine on Me
Its gonna shine on

Well come on and shine

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Two People Fell In Love

If you are new to my blogging style (I had one for three years prior to this one) you will know I am all over the place on my subjects and I love music, art and all things creative.  Just to name a few.


Songs can make any mood or any day better.  Songs can transport me back in time; back to a time when I was a little girl and dreamed of my future husband.


A time when the world was a safer place.


A time when I could see my feet sticking straight out in front of me in the backseat of our car listening to "Sherry Baby" and "Walk Like A Man."


A time when one of my greatest joys was getting a new pack of stickers at the mall.


A time when my biggest worry was who I would sit by at lunch at school in the cafeteria.


A time when my life was carefree.  


I used to listen to country music in college and then got pulled away from it once I was back home and my future husband didn't really like it.  Now I listen to Disney music and Broadway soundtracks non stop and The King of the Crazies will listen to country at work from time to time.  Some of the guys at work are all about country music.  We were talking about songs the other night and I looked up some country ones and then we watched a couple of music videos.  This one, below, is so sweet.  The King of the Crazies laughed at me because I loved it so much and I may have teared up a little bit listening to it.  (Since I have had the girls, I am a complete cry baby.)  It is funny how, or I guess why, I found this video.  My husband wanted a mushy song for a ring tone for his cell phone for me.  Don't swoon with hearts in your eyes yet.  


He didn't want the ringtone because he is romantic. 


He isn't.  


This will really only be funny to my family, his family and close friends...


He wanted a ringtone that he and the guys he works with could laugh at when it rings.  You kind of have to know him to understand.  It's funny and it makes me laugh.  :oP  Anyway, enjoy the video...


Two People Fell In Love" by Brad Paisley - I love this song, the lyrics and this video.  Please watch it.  It makes me happy.  :o)

Lyrics:


Written by Kelley Lovelace, Tim Owens, Brad Paisley


VERSE 1
A baby's born in the middle of the night in the local delivery room;
They grab his feet, smack him till he cries, he goes home the next afternoon.
Before you know it he's off to school, and then he graduates in May;
Goes out and gets a Ph.D. and then cures all sorts of things.

Wins the Nobel Prize and saves a million different lives;
The world's a better place for all he's done.
It's funny when you think about the reason he's alive
Is all because two people fell in love.


VERSE 2

Right now at a picnic shelter down by Canyon Creek
You'll find potato salad, hot dogs and baked beans.
The whole Wilson family's lined up filling their paper plates,
And they drove or've flown in here from fifteen different states

Stanley Wilson says that sixty years ago he knew
That Miss Emma Tucker was the one.
Now five generations get together every June,
All because two people fell in love.


CHORUS 1
Yeah, there ain't nothing not affected
When two hearts get connected

All that is, will be, or ever was.
Every single choice we make,
Every breath we get to take,
Is all because two people fell in love.



VERSE 3
Well, I recall a young man who was drifting aimlessly
And a young waitress who seemed lonesome as could be.
In a little café right off 14th Avenue,
With a whole lotta help from up above
We met and things sure turned around for me and you,
And all because two people fell in love.


CHORUS 2
Baby there ain't nothing not affected
When two hearts get connected
All that is, will be, or ever was.
I'm glad your dad could not resist
Your mother's charms, and you exist;
All because two people fell in love.

You know, to me it's all so clear:
Every one of us is here
All because two people fell in love.

A baby's born in the middle of the night in the local delivery room;
They grab his feet, smack him till he cries, he goes home the next afternoon.



:o)  <3


I had this post done beforehand and scheduled to post today.  Lord willing, right now my husband and I are off on an anniversary weekend getaway.  And for that, I am SO thankful.  Please say a prayer or a thousand for my mom and dad as they are watching the princesses. :o)  Thanks, Mom and Dad.  I love you!  I am also thankful for a hard working, loyal, good family man for my husband.  I wouldn't make it without him.

Friday, November 12, 2010

For Young Parents...

...From an older parent, I guess...


The following is by Dianne Loomans:


If I had my child to raise all over again,

I'd finger-paint more, and point the finger less.


I would do less correcting and more connecting.


I'd take my eyes off my watch, and watch with my eyes.


I would care to know less, and know to care more.


I'd take more hikes and fly more kites.


I'd stop playing serious, and seriously play.


I would run through more fields and gaze at more stars.


I'd do more hugging and less tugging.


I'd build self-esteem first, and the new house later.


I would be firm less often, and affirm much more.


I'd teach less about the love of power,


and more about the power of love.