Disclaimer: Read at your own risk. The first part is a bit of nonsense about the girlies and their cuteness. The rest is me prattling on about nothing in particular. It's spectacularly boring and self-indulgent. Feel free to skip over all of it and just enjoy the photos of the cute girls. :o)
I've had these photos sitting on the computer just waiting for me to post them. They're from dinner last Saturday.
We had supper al fresco (we like to keep it fancy around these parts) and the evening was wonderful. There was a soft breeze, no humidity and NO bugs. Sweet!
I typically try to avoid taking photos of the girls with schumtz all over their faces, but well, I just loved how sweet Miss Beanie was looking and couldn't seem to help myself. The lighting was wonderful and I just had to snap a few quick photos
She's still trying to grasp the idea you don't have to turn your spoon or fork upside down to get the food in your mouth--it makes for a bit of messy eating.
When she gets frustrated with that, she'll switch over to her fingers. ;o)
And, here's my messiest of the Messy Bessies. Bless her heart, Lil is Messy Marvin and Pigpen all rolled into one. She is a sweetheart and I adore her, but holy smokes is she one messy eater.
Typically, the spot around her chair is crumbier and messier than the other three combined. Doh!
But, in spite of that, I suppose I still love her. ;o)
She loooooves eating outside, and in fact, I'm considering it for this evening as well. It has been cold and wet most of the weekend, but the sun is finally peeking out. Yay!
I've been in a bit of a vile mood most of the weekend. I don't know how the family can stand being around me because I really can't stand being around myself. :oS I'm just feeling all sorts of grumpy and out of sorts and I can't quite pin down why. I just want to run away from home and hide out somewhere all by myself.
Isn't that awful? I adore B and the girls. ADORE them. And yet, right now, I think I would give my left hind leg to just be with me and no one else. I want to be responsible only for me. I don't want to cook or clean or see any messes. I don't want anyone calling "Mommy" or to smell any litter boxes or medicine any bunnies. I don't want to see any messes. I just want to be alone with my books and some chocolate and simply be.
I'm a horrible human, I know. :oS :sigh:
You know, we spend all our childhood desperately wishing we were "grown-up" so we could make our own decisions and do our own thing and not clean our rooms and go to bed whenever we want and eat all the junk we desire.
You don't realize that being a grown-up entails pretty much giving up all traces of irresponsibility. :sigh again:
Since what I long to do is so at odds with what must be done, I'll simply suck it up and pull on my big girl panties. I'm the mama. I'm the grown-up and I know what my responsibilities are. But, it doesn't stop me from daydreaming, right?
Maybe Brien needs to send me on a business trip somewhere...;o)
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Sparklies:
1. LOVE this view when we eat outside:
Everything is sunny and green and lovely. We can hear the birds chirping and see them flying hither and yon. I'm still trying to figure out where the bluebirds are living. There's nothing more delightful than having them visit during dinner. :o)
2. Lily attended Alicia's birthday party yesterday--a paint on pottery party. :o) It was, without a doubt, the most serene six year old birthday party I have ever attended. :oP I have promised Lil a half-birthday party (since her bday is so very close to Christmas) and that will fall right at the end of the school year. She would like to have her party there, and since I believe in keeping the numbers down (one child per each year of age or so), I think it should be doable. :o)
3. It was First Communion today. I got all verklempt seeing all the second graders partake of Eucharist for the first time. Some of them were the oldest children in their families and oh, the joy and pride on their parents' faces (all of them). It was a happy happy thing. :o) Lil is looking forward to her First Communion in two years, and goodness, Ella will be making hers next spring!!
4. Brien dealing with my foul disposition with grace and relatively good humor. He's a good man. He's worked on the kitchen and cleaned up the bunnies for me. What more could I ask for?
5. It's comfort food night here at Casa de Davis. Sometimes you just need that, even if the spring produce is coming in...;o)
6. Lil and I picked up some stunning Million Bells at one of the pop-up McDonald Garden Centers (they pop-up every spring as little satellite sites). I'll have to get some pictures. I'm so pleased with how lovely the backyard looks. Too bad the front leaves a lot to be desired...at least the Bitsies are blooming fit to be tied and oh, the Carefree Peaches are starting as well. I have daylilies and glads out front and they make me happy. I'll be bringing some of those glads in tomorrow. :o)
7. Oh yes, I almost forgot! I'm in Pottermore, finally! I'm a Hufflepuff (anyone surprised by that? No, me neither.), as is Jess. Ella, a Ravenclaw, has made fun of us. ;o)
No milestones.








8 comments:
You aren't a horrible person or mother because you want a little time by yourself. I find that the older I get, the more time I need and want by myself. You have to take care of you before you can take care of others.
If you want to run away to Illinois, I have a lovely, airy, furnished attic with a bed, lots of windows and books, two skylights, and a hammock!
D.
I hope you feel better soon!
Rach,
It's been too long since I've stopped by. First of all, the kiddos are absolutely stunning! They are just adorable, and I want to squeeze them.
As for Lil's messy eating, so you're telling me that the messy meals don't get better for quite some time, then? There is no doubt around here why Moxie is getting plump around the middle...Jack's eating style.
As for your desire to hide away, you deserve it, and you're NOT horrible. I have to drive by this beautiful resort on my way to work with Jack each day. I can't tell you how many times I've thought recently how I would like to leave Jack with Dad, leave the girls I care for with their parents, and go hide in that resort for a day/night without doing anyone's grocery shopping, meal prep, laundry, carpool, feedings, phone answering, yadda yadda yadda. I want to read a book and go to bed by myself. (Funny thing is, I know if I actually did that, I'd miss everyone and probably regret it.)
Maybe.
Anyhow, you are a wonderful wife and mom, and no one holds it against you for venting or needing a break. One day at a time. (Or one glass of wine at a time, whichever.)
I get it.
Come visit me! We can go and be irresponsible together.
Love
Jane
For whatever it is worth, you are not alone. We all feel burnt out by life at times. It's a sign we are working hard. Pay attention to those signs and take time to recharge. It is not an indulgence, it is a necessity. Take care!
Rach,
I'm embarrassed to say that I've been lurking the past few months:( Sorry I haven't commented. I've taken a break from blogging, but not from reading my blogs;) Anyway....just wanted you to know I've been feeling the same way. B and I had a conversation about it last night. He said I just don't seem to enjoy being a mother that much. I told him I LOVE being a mother, but I LOATHE the never ending chores and loss of me time that comes along with it. I realize that it will not be this way forever; soon, (well, in 5 years, gulp!) all the girlies will be in school, and I'll most likely be lonely, but right now, all I can think about is running out the door with nothing but my purse (NOT spending 30 minutes packing bags and fixing socks and finding shoes!) and wandering through Target with some coffee. ALONE. It doesn't mean we're bad people. It just means we haven't lost ourselves completely in this motherhood thing. And I don't think that's bad, because someday they'll be gone and we still need to be able to enjoy our own company, you know? Anyway....sorry for going on and on. And sorry for lurking;)
Rach,
everyone wants and needs some space and some time alone. That doesnt make you a bad mother, a bad person, or a bad wife. it just makes you NORMAL! Also... it's OK to whinge and whine occasionally - that's what friends are for - even if it's blog friends. We listen, we send you virtual hugs and we hope you feel better soon! Now... this evening, let B look after the girls and put them to bed.... go run a nice hot bath, light some candles, take a glass of wine, a good book - and go soak in some bubbles whilst you play your favorite music.
Hugs
jaydee
I feel like I should post a supportive comment, but I'm going to focus on the Pottermore thingy. :-)
Just got in myself. Not sure how I feel about my sorting... I'm Slytherin. Last house I expected. BUT... green and silver DO kinda rock! ;-)
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