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Thursday, May 20, 2010

little MANnerisms

OK.  DISCLAIMER:
Our family lives in a very diverse area and our kids are exposed to all sorts of shapes, colors and sizes.  This kid in particular didn't know how to seperate people according to race until he was in school. 
Even now I think he gets confused.

Reasons to think twice about listening to NPR
in the car with a 6 year old...

Mr. Man took Little Man to a Dodger game a couple weeks ago.  On the way Mr. Man was listening to NPR talk about the new (ass backwards-but that's for another time) legislation passed in Arizona relating to immigrants from Mexico.

Standing at the gates of Dodger Stadium...

Little Man:  Hey Dad?
Mr. Man:  Yeah buddy?
Little Man:  Are Mexican people allowed to be HERE?

Mind you. 
We live in Southern California.
And...
Little Man has one volume level
and it's surely loud enough for public consumption.

Thanks for taking one for the team Mr. Man!
Good times.

-McGee

Sunday, May 9, 2010

top ten things I've learned as a mom.


10.  Boys and girls really ARE so different!

9.  Girlfriends are worth their weight in gold. When two or more mothers are gathered and supporting each other gently there is nothing more beautiful! On the flip side, when we tear each other down with comparison and judgment there is nothing more ugly.

8.  Sometimes it best to just cut off the onesie after a nasty blowout rather than pull it over baby’s head. Always have many onesies on hand.

7.  When you are a mom your heart walks around
outside of your body all day long.

6.  Diaper wipes really can remove marker from a wall.

5.  NEVER be without a package of diaper wipes. As soon as you are-you will be tempting fate and seriously regret it.

4.  The act of mothering does not require you birth a child nor be called mom. I have mothered children and been mothered by women with no biological ties who’s hearts will forever be connected to mine.

3.  Just because your teenagers friends think you’re cool doesn’t mean YOUR teen will ever admit it-although I think they are secretly grateful!

2.  Contrary to my teenage belief system, I do not know everything. 
In fact, sometimes, I know nothing!

1.  My mom is a large part of the reason I am who I am.
She taught me how to persevere, how to look for those who need help and open my arms to them, how to be a strong woman, how to shoot for the stars, how to walk through my heartache, how to apologize when I’m wrong, how to stay on my side of the street, how to give freely and how to just be me. It may have taken me awhile to appreciate who she is and how blessed I am to be her daughter-
those teen years I was sure I knew how to do her job better...
But today I can honestly say that I am one blessed daughter!

To all the women out there reading this-odds are good you've mothered a child or will in the future whether through biology or choices of the heart.  Cherish the other women around you, lean on them, appreciate them and learn from them.  Without the examples I've had I would not be who I am. 

And I kinda dig who I am today!

Happy Mother's Day to all.

-McGee

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

taking ownership.

I do this thing.
I caught one of my daughters doing it once.
It made me cringe.

And no-it has nothing to do with a crimping iron.
Or doing the cabbage patch.
(Although I am still pretty good at that one.)

It has to do with backing down, making excuses or just plain diminishing who I am or what I’m doing in an effort to make other people feel better.

Yuck.

Somewhere along the way I anointed myself “The One Who Needs to Take Care of Everyone’s Feelings” and what’s really weird is that I just found out that no one else really needs me to! Ok. Well. Little Man might need me to but that’s different!

I caught myself the other day hesitant to tell a friend about some good fortune that had come my way. I knew she would feel bad or envious so I just downplayed it all.

And was then promptly pissy about it to Mr. Man.
And when he pointed out how silly it was I started to think…

I went to a Moxy Project Workshop (http://www.themoxyproject.com/) last month where we focused a lot on the fact that we all operate and respond to situations based on a belief or story we learned along the way. The truth is-those old stories are often not valid or true anymore. We talked a lot about taking ownership and writing our new stories.

I’ve been mulling this over quite a bit and it’s starting to sink in. (I’m thick and stubborn sometimes so it takes time for me to come to Jesus and see things how they really are!)

I realize I get trapped in a guilty feeling when something good comes along because if people around me are miserable then I should be too. I mean, who am I to have a great life? The truth is this: I’ve made many hard decisions in my life to get me where I am today. Some were smart. Plenty were not. But I made them and I kept going, made the best of things and moved forward. That has placed me in a situation where my life is good and blessed and plentiful and even fun. And that-I don’t need to be guilty for. I have a humble pride in what I’ve done in life and what I’ve created. I feel good about who I am and that’s ok!

One of my first ever favorite quotes in life is often attributed to Nelson Mandela but it actually came from a book by Marianne Williamson.

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant,
gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking
so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously
give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear,
our presence automatically liberates others.

Thank you Ms. Williamson.
I will not shrink.
I will let my light shine.

And the next time I see my daughter shrink I will remind her to stand tall, let her light shine encouraging and inviting others in her presence to do the same.

-McGee

little MANnerisms

Introducing...Little Man!
So the red bump.
On his forehead.

Wrapping up his bath I tell him he needs to wash the shampoo out of his hair.  Rather than lay back and wash it out he throws himself head first under water to demonstrate that he can hold his breath.  SMACK!  Hits the bottom of the tub with his forehead.

"Sorry dude-still some soap left-try again."
Fully expecting him to lie back.
Nope.

SMACK! 
Again.

I say "wow-that can't have felt good!"
Little man rubs his head and says "No.  It can't."