I'll take my crazy house over a quiet house, ANY DAY!

It is starting to hit me that life is about to change. My youngest son is going off to kindergarten. He has been with me all day, everyday, since he was born. In fact, when I went on my trip to Seattle a few weeks ago, that was the first time we had ever been separated for more than like one night. He gets more independent with each passing day. He says things that sound so grown up.

When my older guys were away this summer, I really missed them. Admittedly the quiet was nice for a day or two, but after that, it was no fun for me. You would think that after years and years in this crazy world of boys, that I would enjoy the break. It makes me a little concerned about how I am going to handle change over the next 10 years. I am facing two boys going off to college, or military, or whatever they chose, in the next few years. My baby Michael going off to Middle school in a year. I hope I can handle it.

The good news is, I am back to work. I will start to rebuild my identity as Victoria Rhodes, professional. That should help. I am involved in a few projects that I find meaningful. I will stay as involved as I can in school & sports, for as long as my sons want me to. I don't want to be a sad empty nester, though with Nick, it will be quite a while till our nest is actually empty. I am always fond of saying that awareness is the first step to change. So, being aware of it can help me head it off at the pass.

Comments

Quiet days of Summer- Ha!! Lol....

Summer is a wonderful time if you have the luxury to stay home with your kids and enjoy the slower pace. Lazy days, pool time, reading, outings, and spending time at the beach is good for the soul. If you are a parent who keeps your kids home with you vs. sending them to camp--- there is also a dark side to the lazy days of Summer. I know many Moms who say loud and proud, "I can't wait till Summer!! Oh yeah! Only 3 more weeks!!, Oh no! It's over already! We need a few more weeks!!" Are you one of those? Do you say it with a straight face? Ok, maybe you are sincere. Bully for you, you win the Mom medal. Those are NOT my people. I love my kids, don't get me wrong, I really do. I love reading time, and lego time, and swimming, and picnics at the beach-- as much as any other Mom. Let's get real for a minute though. We can't play down the other side of life with kids. The constant fighting The whining The meltdowns (yes one of our guys st...

New season of renewal & refinement

I am a girl with strong faith. Strong, blind, childlike faith. My atheist friends are bewildered by it. They cannot understand how such a smart woman would believe such "nonsense". I have no explanation other than, I just do. I preface this post with that statement because, you won't find me quoting scripture here. Though I would if I were more confident in my ability to do so competently. I do not have that confidence, never have. I am a believer. My belief has been nurtured by life experience, by answered prayers, by constant evidence that God cares about me. I see his hand in big things and small. I look to him for guidance and help in all things. I am not a Biblical scholar. I have always been somewhat insecure about that. I am bolstered up by the words of a Godly woman much wiser than I who assures me that "I am living my walk out loud". My faith is not in my knowledge of the scripture, but in the...

It's Summer, bring on the Baby Oil and Iodine! Not!

I was a teenager in the 80's. We were living in Southern Pennsylvania, where the Winter's were cold & icy, and the Summer's were hot and sweaty. The first hint of warm weather signaled us to bring our the shorts, and baby oil. We were all about getting our tan on. You either used one of those coconut smelling tanning concoctions, or if you were hard core (like me, and my girls) you used Grandma Helen's formula, baby oil and iodine. We would slather that oily mess on from head to toe, squeeze lemons onto our hair (or later sprayed Sun-In all over it), grab the cordless phone, our favorite nail polish, and head out to the pool. Now as a parent, and adult, my first thought is "oh no! don't get all of that crap in the pool!". My parents tried, believe me. My sister and I would still get right in, get on the float and get our tan on. You couldn't lay on the side see. You need the water to reflect and make sure you got the ultimate amount of sun...

The Sky is Blue

Search This Blog