enter blog description here. Uh, I don't know about that. How would you describe this blog? I wonder how many characters I have left in this field anyway. Maybe I could just keep on typing away until we reach that limit. *sigh* not there yet. Okay, then, a description... crazy woman rambles on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on about freedom and autonomy and gardening and sewing and kids and education and any other strange topic that catches her fancy. How's that?
Sunday, January 7, 2007
not sure when it happened...
When did I turn into one of those people? One of those women who doesn't have anything to talk about unless someone asks me about my kids? Went to a party last night, without the kids. Left them at home with their Oma. Hadn't seen a lot of those friends in a very long time. Everyone looked so old. Funny, I don't *feel* like I'm any older than I was five or even ten years ago. I didn't have much to say to anyone. Just stood back and watched everyone else for the most part. I most certainly do not get out without kids nearly often enough. I guess it's official, I'm Mom now, and that's more than just what my kids call me, it's my whole identity. Used to be, when the womenfolk started talking about kids, I'd run away and hang out with the guys in the garage instead. But I don't care about motorcycles, and I quit pretending to be interested in them a good while ago. Raising my children is my life, I wouldn't have it any other way. Strange how that changes everything. One thing is the same, I'm still the round peg in a world of square holes. Geesh, it's a bit early for an identity crisis, that usually happens in February....
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