I'm big, sparkly, loud and a tad bit over-the-top. I watch too much TV and listen to my music way too loud. I am not a writer, so don’t expect excellence. I am not deep, so don’t expect anything altogether too profound. I'm actually quite shallow, but I do have the occasional spark of brilliance; I’ll be sure to post those in bold print, you won’t want to miss them. Enjoy!
Right now I'm trying to process a lot of change, expectations, sacrifices, and realizations in my life. I about to unpack a bunch of emotional baggage, so . . . if you didn't plan to spend your leisure reading time hearing about an old lady's problems . . . you might just want to move on.
Changes: The three fairies have become a front and center fixture in my life, possibly for the long haul. Last week when they stayed with their parents, it wasn't as successful as Mom #2 and I had hoped. We're really trying to work with their parents and get the girls back home as soon as possible, but we are meeting resistance. That's very sad to me. I'm also still struggling with parenting a young adult, since that is apparently what Baby Boy is now. Going from "Mommy" to "Ma" is quite a change. *SIGH* That last sentence is going to need to be a separate blog post one of these days.
Expectations: I am expected to morph from "grandma" to "surrogate mom" on a dime and the transition is very labor intensive. I still have a lot of presence in Baby Boy's life, and I am trying to be a good spouse to Mom #2 as well. Baby Doggy also has a lot of needs, LOL. I've apparently set up a system of dependence in every life I've come into contact with . . . and now I feel stretched a tiny bit too thin.
Sacrifices: I didn't go to school this semester. The semester is over next week and I think this is the first time I've "said" it "out loud." I see Baby Boy with his books and leaving for class, and I'm soooo envious. This has led to some very good discussions between us though. I've really been a not-so-shiny example of how not to wait until you're middle aged to get your education. Right now I'm not sure if I'll be able to return next semester or not. I have a few weeks to turn in my paperwork.
Realizations: I do realize that these challenges will not define me. I have a FANTASTIC support system in Mom #2 and Baby Boy. I realize that there is a sparkly lining to every situation. I realize that we'll make it though this together, as we've made it through so many things before this.
Boy, reading back over this post, it sounds very depressing, but I'm not depressed. I'm actually happy to have a little clarity. Sometimes just getting all the feelings outside of yourself helps to bring resolution to what seemed to be a perpetual problem. Off to enjoy the day!