A few months ago I told a fellow blogger about a project I was doing and she was all “You should review that on Car and Caboodle” and I was all “Sure!” but I really didn’t know what she was talking about. It’s that thing that I do in which I act like I know, but I really don’t know, that gets me in trouble sometimes.
The project I wound up joining is called Summer of Fun on the Run, and it’s really turned into that for me: multiple family excursions with blogging obligations to go with them. I made it happen, I knew it was coming, and now it’s here. I would be able to handle it just fine but I threw my back out on July 3, barely recovered, and threw it out again yesterday while in a water fight with the kids in the backyard. And now Stewart is sick with a flu, convinced that it’s of the swine variety, and huddles under blankets in our bedroom.
All of this leaves me with 1. a household to run on a bad back 2. A temporary part time job to attend with this bad back 3. lots of errands, packing, bill-paying, etc. to do in limited time with bad back 4. an enormous backlog of blog posts.
So I took a moment to center myself and remind me that the priorities are the children, the husband, the job, the blogging, and then the rest of it. I must handle all of these things very soon, I’m talking within less than two days, because I have Blogger Prom and BlogHer ’09 happening starting Wednesday night. Fortunately for me and my workload, nobody is sponsoring me for BlogHer, so I get to go and talk about whatever the heck I want to talk about, which consists of my writing and Help a Mother Out.
So here I am, sitting here, taking time to write a post for which I will not get paid or does not include a tale of my experience at a destination or of a product I have used. Why? Because this is my center.
Clicks below for what comes from my center:
LA Moms Blog: on nudity and talking with a star of The Office
Uptake Family Travel: Preparing for houseguests
LA Times: our appearance in a story about economic effects on daycare
Being Savvy: how much it sucks to be a disabled parent
And finally, here’s a little thing about my baby. This IS a mommy blog, after all, and I do love writing about my kids. They really tried to kill me this evening, I’m sure of it. But I survived, and I will tell you now about Brady’s speech development.
At two years 3 months, Brady’s speech is exploding in many directions: number of words, complexity of phrases, intonations, and evidence of comprehension of the things we say to him. He lies “No poop!” He demands “I wan’ Doo-bops!” He soothes “Okay, mama?” He argues “No night-night!” He exclaims “Mom! It’s a bus! A bus!” He repeats things we tell him. He delights in talk about space and the solar system, a clear indication that his brother is having a very big influence on him. He shows imagination and character. He is funny, and he loves to laugh.
I am sad to see my baby growing older. But I am loving getting to know the little boy he is becoming.
Oh yeah, this is a mommy blog, and I’m about to bring it all over the blogosphere. Watch out. Good things happen when I bring it from my center. Reset.
(this is several months old, but you get the idea. FYI – his curls grew back)
i wish there had been blogs when i was the stay-at-home dad 20 years ago (i wish there’d been a web). i would have loved to have had the outlet. i also would have loved to have all these tools for capturing & saving pictures and videos. as it is, i have almost nothing but memories. which are pretty dang groovy, but still, you are so fortunate to have these things available. more importantly, you take advantage of them, and that’s pretty awesome. when you hit my age, you will be so thankful to yourself you did all this, despite everything.
Finally read the post about Brady’s bus ride. I am more determined to take him on the city bus when you get here in August. Too bad about Stew.
I love it when you rediscover your center!