Monday, May 26, 2008
Monday, May 19, 2008
A Girls Weekend to Recharge!
On Friday afternoon I packed my bags--the ones not containing diapers,wipes, raisins etc-- and got outta town. Kerri (a friend from mom's club and fellow Baylor Bear) graciously hosted a weekend at her lakehouse (off lake McQueeny) and 10 ladies had a chance to relax and recharge without babies! The weekend was complete with snacking, talking, drinking, jacuzzi-ing, sleeping, boating, water skiing, jet-sking, eating out, shopping, sleeping-in, junk mag reading, girl movie wathin' & sunning! I missed my Zoe Kate (and Paul, of course) but they had a great time having a little daddy daughter bonding time
Monday, May 12, 2008
Mother’s Day, Schmother’s Day
The following are the words of a friend, a great mother of three, and a fellow blogger. I echo these thoughts...as always, well put Kristi! I hope you mommas or mommas-to-be had a great day!
Hey ladeeeeez….this one’s for you.
First off, Happy Mother’s Day to you and yo mamas. Being a mutha is hard, yo. Half dream job, half prison sentence, motherhood is a complicated adventure. So is fatherhood, but it’s not June so let’s forget the babydaddies for a minute.
Excuse me for a moment while I go get something.
(Leaves room.)
(Comes back carrying invisible soapbox. Places soapbox in front of keyboard.)
Here we are. Let me just step up…onto…GO TIME!
Now. It’s Mother’s Day….yay us. I’m proud of my family and happy to be a mom. But this, my American friends, is not a celebration of me. Or you. American motherhood is great, but it’s easy-peasy compared to poor country motherhood. Where the mamas are trying to feed their children while defending their homes - literally. Where staying home or going to work is not a choice a mother can make, and the price of gas is utterly irrelevant. Where pantries and refrigerators and toilets and make-up don’t exist, and are not missed, because they are products of a lifestyle where time and money are in abundance. This is the mother who should be celebrated today. The one carrying her babies on her back while she makes a trek to get clean water. The one who shields her children from warfare only to fight off malnutrition and disease and AIDS and a culture where being a woman is fifty times the battle western women endure.
Sometimes I complain. I’m tired of being with the kids all day long, I’m stressed out, the housework is never done, there’s nothing to eat in the house, I need new clothes, etcetera. But what am I complaining about? That I’m bored with this lifestyle that millions upon millions of women around the world would kill to have? Mothers who have risked their very lives to get to our shores would roll their eyes and perhaps spit in my general direction if they heard my whining.
And I would deserve it.
Because my life is safe and easy and blessed. I’m going to eat steak and drink a glass of wine and hug my children and maybe even get an uninterrupted nap. I am neither oppressed nor subjugated and I have a difficult time relating to American women who say they are. My children are fed. My home is safe. My life is good. My life is easy. My life is blessed.
Everyday is Mother’s Day for me.
First off, Happy Mother’s Day to you and yo mamas. Being a mutha is hard, yo. Half dream job, half prison sentence, motherhood is a complicated adventure. So is fatherhood, but it’s not June so let’s forget the babydaddies for a minute.
Excuse me for a moment while I go get something.
(Leaves room.)
(Comes back carrying invisible soapbox. Places soapbox in front of keyboard.)
Here we are. Let me just step up…onto…GO TIME!
Now. It’s Mother’s Day….yay us. I’m proud of my family and happy to be a mom. But this, my American friends, is not a celebration of me. Or you. American motherhood is great, but it’s easy-peasy compared to poor country motherhood. Where the mamas are trying to feed their children while defending their homes - literally. Where staying home or going to work is not a choice a mother can make, and the price of gas is utterly irrelevant. Where pantries and refrigerators and toilets and make-up don’t exist, and are not missed, because they are products of a lifestyle where time and money are in abundance. This is the mother who should be celebrated today. The one carrying her babies on her back while she makes a trek to get clean water. The one who shields her children from warfare only to fight off malnutrition and disease and AIDS and a culture where being a woman is fifty times the battle western women endure.
Sometimes I complain. I’m tired of being with the kids all day long, I’m stressed out, the housework is never done, there’s nothing to eat in the house, I need new clothes, etcetera. But what am I complaining about? That I’m bored with this lifestyle that millions upon millions of women around the world would kill to have? Mothers who have risked their very lives to get to our shores would roll their eyes and perhaps spit in my general direction if they heard my whining.
And I would deserve it.
Because my life is safe and easy and blessed. I’m going to eat steak and drink a glass of wine and hug my children and maybe even get an uninterrupted nap. I am neither oppressed nor subjugated and I have a difficult time relating to American women who say they are. My children are fed. My home is safe. My life is good. My life is easy. My life is blessed.
Everyday is Mother’s Day for me.
Thursday, May 01, 2008
Trip to the Arboretum
We took a trip up to The Woodlands to visit Ashley and baby Abigail and on the way we stopped for a photo shoot at the Mercer Arboretum. It has become my new favorite place to take pictures...it is just beautiful! I have been attempting to get to know my camera a little better and teach myself photography. I took a ton of bad pics, these are a few I liked. After the shoot, we had a great time catching up with Ashely over lunch and shopping on Market Street. A few Zoe Stats for ya:
15 month old this week--WOW
Weighing in at 20lb. 10 oz (10th percentile in ht./wt)
First ear infection last week
2 new teeth...that makes a total of 10 chompers
Hairstyle: Comb-over on top & Mullet in the back
New found talent: Dancing and Singing (ok, humming)
Current political agenda: supports drillng in ANWR Province
Monday, April 14, 2008
Finally some new pictures! It is just a beautiful day today so we went out in front and shot a few pictures in the front yard...Sadly we have yet to do the official Texan picture in the bluebonnets.
Sorry for the lack of postings, but we have been sick for the past couple of weeks--yes weeks! We went to Waco last weekend for a wedding thinking that Zoe and I were over our illness...alas we were not. We both had Temperatures well into the triple digits. The wedding however, was lovely--congrats Mr. and Mrs. Martin! If I end up with any decent pictures of the weekend, I'll post them.
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