Tuesday morning

I have a new great nephew born yesterday.  Welcome to the world Baby Jack!   Babies are indeed a reminder of hope and renewal!

So why am I in a funk today?   I just don't know, but I am feeling sort of blah and sort of blue.  Like I would just as soon stay in my pajamas all day and watch Law and Order re-runs on TV.

Got to get moving.  I have places to be and people to see. 
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Mom’s Schedule 9-23 through 9-27, 2013

Monday            Gym @ 11:00 am

                        Women’s Group 7:00 pm

Tuesday            Orthopedist 10:10 am

                        Starbucks 1:00 pm

                       

                        LC Call 4:00 pm

Wednesday            Gym 12:30 pm

                        Chiropractor 5:15 pm

Thursday            Therapy 10:30 am

                        Oral Surgeon 1:30 pm

                       

                        Help Carol pack for her trip- evening

Friday              Dentist 11:40 am

                       

                        Gym 1:30 pm

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Household Chores:

q       Unload and re-load the dishwasher

q       Sweep the kitchen, front hall and bathroom

q       Vacuum the front hall carpet and the family room

q       Wash the family room window

I couldn't resist this!

Ages and stages of Pooh the cat

Pooh as a baby 1998

Cat in the hat 2005

Posing Pooh Cat 2009

Old man Pooh 2013

Been knitting and sewing

My niece has a little 3 year old daughter and is expecting a baby boy any minute now-she's actually a couple of days overdue.   So I made two sweaters, one for big sister and one for little brother.

My sister is going on a cruise soon.  I have a sarong that I bought in Australia a million years ago.  It is just a piece of fabric that I tie around myself to wear over my bathing suit.   Today I went out and bought a piece of fabric and made a sarong for my sister to take on her cruise.  These are not the best pictures of me, but they are fun and they show what I made today.

Before & After

 Nick and Nancy 1970.  Young & in love

Nick and Nancy 2013 Older & in love

My week

Mom’s Schedule week of September 15-21, 2013

Sunday:

Church 11:00

Monday:

Gym 11:00am

Women’s Group 7:00 pm

Tuesday:

Chiropractor 10:45 am

Starbucks 1:00-3:00 pm

Wednesday:

Therapy 10:00                                             

Gym 12:30 

Hair cut 2:00 

Thursday:

Mom & Dad dentist 11:30 am

Mom LLL 7:00 pm

Friday:

Gym 11:00 am

Chiropractor 3:45

Dear Life....

 

This somehow feels apt with the stuff I  have been going through lately.  I sometimes feel like I am one crisis away from total pandemonium!  Am I sick?   The doctor speaks of the tests I need to have done.  The importance of the tests.  I go to see him and he's sort of "eh" about it all.  And then he orders a whole new set of tests that have nothing to do with the issues I am most concerend about.

I am baffled about how one knows when one is old.  I feel "old" sometimes like when I have trouble getting up off the floor.   But that is also due to my weight.   I know that I am old enough to be the mother of all of the moms I go to help.  I am often older than their own moms.   Yet Ia m not a grandmother.  Does that keep me young or make me old?

When I relate my own breastfeeding experiences to new moms, do I sounds like someone they want to learn from as a mentor.   Or do they hear a crazy, old lady?   Maybe a bit of both.  I know that moms trust me.  They know that I am gentle, kind and competent.   Sometimes I feel like my family, or some of the family some of the time, feels that I am a nutty, silly person.  I think that for the most part they respect what I do and appreciate how much good I do in the world.   I just doesn't necessarily translate into day to day drudgery.   

Sometimes I feel overwhelmed by the unfinished things, projects, jobs in my life.   I knit and occasionally sew.  I cook, but not as often as I used to.   I don't do housework as much or as well as I would like to.   I sometimes feel like a little kid running around in a toy store not knowing what to look at first.   Life has so much to offer and I see it and I want it and I want to do and make everything I dream of.   And I get stuck on a carrousel not sure where to get off or what to reach for.

I guess since it is 1:30 am, I should reach for my bed and sleep