Tuesday, March 30, 2010

On Being A Mom

Just as someone can choose to believe a lie, something does not need to be believed to be true.

Lie that I often believe: I am a pathetic mom. I am no better than my mother or my upbringing.

Truth: I am a good mom. My kids are loved and well cared for. I seldom react to them without first thinking my response through. I usually react completely different than my upbringing. When I do react wrongly, this is a moment, not a lifestyle. Though it does not need to be overlooked, neither does it need to be magnified. What I feel and think in the midst of a moment does not carry as much weight as what I do. When I am angry, and do not yell, the anger does not make me a bad mom. I am a good mom.

What Leon Taught Me

Leon taught me to bathe myself when I was too small to really learn. I was four. He taught me so I wouldn't need my mother to bathe me. Was he protecting me or healing her? I don't know, but I am thankful. He taught me to make a bowl of cereal and how to make a sandwich. He taught me how to open a can of food and that most things in cans are pre-cooked. While he was warming things on the stove, he would tell me that though they taste better warmed, they are safe to eat straight from the can. He taught me how to make a bed and do dishes. He taught me how to quietly entertain myself in a corner and become invisible. He taught me to look for landmarks so I could find my way. He taught me to meet all my basic needs except the need for human contact and love. He taught me that I have value and am worth protecting. I forgot that along the way.

And he taught me to shoot a gun. One might wonder why a four year old needs to know how to shoot a gun. If you knew my mother, you would not wonder. Leon knew I would need to know how to protect myself when he wasn't there. He knew she would put me into situations that were entirely unsafe. When Leon was no longer in our lives, she did.

Numb

My brain is numb. Like when an appendage swells and you can no longer feel the pain. My thoughts are muddled and confused. It is hard to put words in order to make a sentence. My brain is numb.

Muted

My emotions were already muted way back then. The need to not show emotion is not something I learned later from the men mother brought into our lives, as I have always thought. I learned it from her as a form of self-preservation from her violent outbursts. I knew to mute my emotions before I was six.

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Snapshot Saturday

June 2009

Butterfly was mesmerised by the "huge dandelions" as she called them. She couldn't remember ever having seen one so large. I pulled the car over and let her pick as many as she wanted. In reality, we know they are Western salsify and she had seen them hundreds of times in the past but just couldn't remember. They are so prolific in NE in the summer that I believe they should be named our state weed. :)

Since a few of you have expressed interest, I will try to have a button for Snapshot Saturday by next week so you can link up if you want to. Enjoy your weekend!

Friday, March 26, 2010

Connect

Corinne inspired me. When she hosted a get together, I wished I lived close so I could go. It made me want to have a get together of my own.

Meeting Bethany gave me the confidence. She is such a wonderful person. We were instant friends. I thought maybe I could have that kind of connection with people who live close by.

So, Nebraska people, what do you think? Would you like to find a place and time that we could connect? Face to face. To see each other smile and hear each other laugh. I would.

Leave me a comment and let me know if you are interested. We could meet up in Omaha or Lincoln or somewhere else close. We could go to a park or out to lunch. We could walk around the zoo. The three Saturdays following Easter are open on my calendar. What about you?

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Thankful Thursday

Today I am thankful...

... for sunshine.
... for my girls.
... that my car is fixed.
... that my girls finished their fine arts projects on time.
... that FigNewTon gets to go to Fine Arts Festival this weekend.
... for hope.
... for friends.
... for God's provision.
... for flexibility.
... for the Wii.
... for Internet.
... for ideas and the strength to implement them.

What are you thankful for today?

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Hair

They all liked it. Touched it. Smelled it. Played with it. I hated it. I wished I could shave it. Or at least cut it really short. But I never dared. Because I didn't want the beatings that I knew would follow. I still can't stand for it to touch my skin on bad days. When I have had a really long string of bad days, people forget just how long my hair is. Because it is always tied in a bun. I would cut it. I have in the past. But I feel so lost without it. And it always grows. I would rather have long hair that I can tie up when the memories come flooding at me than short hair that I can't get off my neck.

A Little Bit Of Everything

There is so much going on inside of my head that it feels as if I cannot stay above water. Instead of posting those things here, I am putting them on my other blog, the one that is more of a journal and less of a scrapbook of our lives, the one that I turn to when the thoughts inside my head don't make sense and getting them out where others can read may not glorify God, the one that is private. I am tired, but I don't want to complain, so I say nothing here. Often lately I am noticing that I don't leave comments, either. I am still reading. I am still praying for you. I am just not writing much.

I don't know if Butterfly is making progress or holding steady. All I know is she is not going backwards. In some things, it seems as if she is going backwards but we are just realizing that we made some wrong assumptions about her progress last fall. Some things that I thought she could do, like 3rd grade math, she was struggling so much and not really comprehending. She was doing the work, but not understanding it, not learning, not retaining any knowledge. So, I went back to 1st grade math. She is finally beginning to learn what I am teaching, if I remember to teach math at her best time of day. There are a maximum of 2 hours a day that she is capable of learning. The rest of the school day is really just busy work. She is awake all day now. That is progress. Well, she gets up around 10:00 and begins school by 11:00. From then until lunch break, she learns. After that, it is just marking time. Her impulse control is better. She is learning that even though she might not have the normal checks and balances to keep a person from reacting on impulse, that she is still capable of making choices. She is learning that the choices she makes early on in a situation snowball quickly, whether they are right or wrong. She is learning that God gives us self-control as a fruit of the Spirit and it is our responsibility to exercise it. In the end, if that is all she learns this school year, it is enough. The book learning can come later.

FigNewTon is growing physically and spiritually. She reads her Bible more faithfully than I do. She exercises discipline in the way she uses her time so that she has the opportunity to do what she loves most: figure skate. Sometimes I feel like she gets the short end of the stick. I try extra hard to spend time with her and praise her often. She really absorbs the words I speak to her. I try to get her to as many youth events as possible. I also remind myself that this time with her sister is a season, quite opposite of when she was sick and got the lion's share of my time and attention, that in the end it all balances.

We have been spending a lot of our computer time recording their Girl Scout accomplishments here. Posts are backdated to when the event occurred. All posts have been made since March 6. By the time I am done helping the girls with that, I am also done looking at a computer screen for the day. We should be finished early next week. Maybe then I will post more here. No promises.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Snapshot Sunday?!?

OK. First thing yesterday morning, I emailed Autumn and suggested she post a specific picture she had emailed to me as a Snapshot Saturday. I then promptly forgot that I had not yet chosen one for the week and since we had such a busy weekend, this is the first time I noticed my oversight. So, without further ado, here is my Snapshot Saturday Sunday for the week. :)

December 25, 2007
Butterfly gets so excited opening any gift. This was a key chain her sister gave to her.

Friday, March 19, 2010

Giving

I have always thought we needed to take care of needs close to home first, before sending money to places far away. When I was a young Christian, I was angered by the people who would ignore the needs of their own communities because other people in other communities were more needy, more worthy of their support. I would read the verses in James and wonder how some could call themselves Christian. It was a very juvenile way of thinking, and I am glad I have grown and am no longer that single minded.

As I grew in my faith, I often thought that maybe my belief that we should take care of the needs close to home first was just my excuse because I don't have the resources to help those far away. I can donate my time to local causes. I can donate my things. But I have never had surplus money to donate to others. I know there are some who don't know me that would assume that means that I spend excessively on myself and my family. I also know that assumption would be true for most Americans who say they don't have money to donate. However, I truly don't have money to donate. If you were to look at my budget, you would ask how I live each month. My answer would often be, "I don't know." Followed by, "The provision of God." But now I am off subject. Back to the topic.

Then I began to see that the changes in my viewpoint were from growing in Christ; that truly we needed to help both. I still believe we need to take care of the needs in our own community before we look for the needs in communities far away. Funny thing is, my friend Autumn and I have recently come to the same conclusion, but we started from opposite viewpoints. Check out her post today on the same subject. Updated to add that another friend posted on the same line of thought today as well. Check out her blog.

What do you think?

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Thankful Thursday

Today I am thankful...

...that we are almost finished cataloging the girls Girl Scout achievements.
...that the sun was shining and the temperature was warm today.
...for my girls.
...for doctors and the wisdom God has given them.
...for my friends, those I have met in person and those I may never meet face to face, and the encouragement they give me.
...for a safe place to live.

What are you thankful for today?

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Friday, March 12, 2010

My Favorite Things

These are a few of my favorite things:
  • sledding down a snowy hill
  • splashing through puddles on a rainy day
  • feeling warm sunshine on my face
  • laying in the grass watching the clouds roll by
  • jumping in leaves
  • looking through old photos
  • holding a puppy
  • petting a kitten
  • making new friends
  • eating a Popsicle
  • watching a baby
  • tickling my girls
  • movies on my couch under a warm blanket
  • talking with my best friend for hours
  • baking cookies
  • reading stories
  • comfy clothes
  • birthday parties
  • painting pictures
  • long hot showers
  • soft warm slippers
  • the thrill of victory
  • a job well done
  • swinging at the park
  • dancing like a child
  • coloring - outside the lines
  • making mud pies
  • cuddling in front of a warm fire
  • camping under the stars
  • visiting the zoo
  • leisurely walks with someone I love
  • running
  • swimming
  • singing
  • laughing
  • loving
  • living

These are the things that make me smile. These are the things that make life worthwhile.

I wrote this in October 2002 for a speech class. I got an A. Most of it is still true, though my girls are a bit too old to want to be tickled. :)

What are some of your favorite things?

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Thankful Thursday

Today I am thankful...
... that the slushy snow that greeted me this morning when I woke up did not stick around.
... for a car to get where I need to go.
... that we cleaned the church today and don't have to go back in to the city to clean it this weekend.
... for friends.
... for flowers.
... for simple dinners.
... for faith and scripture and prayer.
... for doctors.
What are you thankful for?

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Sacred

When I first gave my heart to Christ, I believed everything within the church was holy and sacred. I didn't think about the day to day things, like staplers and copiers, vacuum cleaners and toilet scrub, light bulbs and ladders. I only thought about those things that are obvious to the unobservant on a Sunday morning.

As I grew in Him, I began to serve more within the church. At first, I was aghast that the people who worked in the church didn't revere things within the church like the communion table. I had never considered that between uses it could be a staging area for stuffing envelopes. I saw stuffing envelopes as a normal activity and did not see it for what it really is.

A few more years, and I have come to realize that all we do when we are serving the LORD is sacred. Whether it is wiping a snotty nose in the nursery or scrubbing the pans after a potluck, washing dishtowels or cleaning a window. No matter what we are doing, it is sacred and holy. Every act of service, no matter how seemingly insignificant contributes to the worship experience of those that are in attendance. Every act of service is in itself an act of worship.

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Snapshot Saturday


A few weeks ago, I did a Snapshot Saturday post where FigNewTon was catching lightening bugs. This picture of Butterfly was taken the same night. Every time this picture came up on the screen saver, I smiled. So here it is.

Friday, March 5, 2010

The Rest Of The Story

The first paragraph of this post was written on Saturday, March 06, while I was writing the Snapshot Saturday post. I cut it out simply because my children always read my Snapshot Saturday posts. The rest was written Sunday evening. I backdated it in hopes that my girls don't see it. I published it simply because I need to. This is, after all, my journal.

I miss her. She was so alive before. Her personality was exuberant and she used to pursue life with such passion. Yes, she is still alive. But she is different. She is calm and compliant. She takes all of her cues from me and I am not exuberant. The world does not need a mini me. I miss her joy. There are parts of her personality that I don't miss, but I would take the bad with the good if I could just have my little girl back.

Someone reminded me that her personality could have gone the other direction with the TBI. Truth is, it did after injury number two. She was volatile, to say the least, but after injury number three, I was left with a child who does not have an individual thought, a child who doesn't feel anything in excess. Her joy and anger, her happiness and sadness are all muted and tempered by what she perceives my reaction to be.

I am thankful that she is still alive. I am glad she is still with me on this earth. I have every faith that one day she will be herself again, that she will be completely healed. But for today, I am grieving what I don't have. I miss my baby girl.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Thankful Thursday

Today I am thankful for...

... everyday things that we often take for granted like clean running water, heat in my home, filtered air, indoor plumbing, grocery stores, and many similar things.

... pain medicine. Even though it makes me groggy and easily confused, with the level of pain, I am not sure I would be functioning at all without it.

... warmth. Yesterday it was warm enough that my children were able to play outside for hours and build a snowman. It is really the first time since we got all of this snow that they have been outside for any length of time. I tried to post about it, but the camera is not downloading pictures again.

... my church. We had a potluck on Sunday and some of the ladies made me feel so valued. Plus, I had the chance to talk to my friend N, which never seems to happen any more. We both have so much going on in our lives and Butterfly requires my constant attention, even at church, that it is hard to have an adult conversation, but I was able to have one on Sunday.

... ideas. When I was visiting Autumn, D came up with an idea for what and how to teach Butterfly some of the things she is having a hard time grasping. It is slow progress, but we are finally seeing progress in her ability to grasp and remember math concepts. Thanks D!

... flexibility. With the above mentioned, if I was not flexible, I would not be willing to teach her in this way. Basically, we have gone back to square one, aka 1st grade math concepts. But it is working, so I am thankful.

... homeschooling. I have worked for our local public school system. I know exactly what programs my daughter would be in if she were in public school, and they are not what is best for her. Therefore, I am thankful I have the right to choose to homeschool her.

... my framily. You know who you are and I am glad you are a part of my life. :)

What are you thankful for today?