absence makes the heart… sigh with relief?

I know, I haven’t been here lately.  It’s funny how the difficult times are sometimes harder to talk about because they are just difficult.  At least for me.  I have always been a pleaser, and a joker.  I want to entertain my listeners/readers.  As I write what goes on with my kids, however, it’s not always entertaining.  Since that fact flies in the face of my inner comedienne, it makes it hard to write anything I’m happy with.

That said – one of my favorite blogging women is not afraid to leave her readers thinking, rather than laughing and posted this terrific piece on writing about the dark side of parenting.  It says something that too few people will admit to – parenting sucks.  There are many moments that make getting up in the morning worth all the trouble.  There are days that make the arguments and the calls from principals and the failing grades just a tiny bit more do-able.  But really – for a great number of us, those days are not a regular occurance past the child’s 12th birthday.  For some of us, it’s more like the 3rd birthday… but I’ve been more fortunate than that.  I really do love my children, and I love being a mother.  But some days I do wonder what would have happened if I had packed my little Tercel and run off to the ski slopes of Colorado to be a single-forever, crafty ski bum with a string of gorgeous and philosophical boyfriends who make furniture with their bare hands and brew their own beer.  *daydream alert*

I’m going to try to be more present here.  I’m inspired by Marcy’s blog to speak my mind, whether other mommies like it or not.  I’m confident that I can be an eternal optimist and still say it like it is.  And occasionally, I hope I can also elicit a snort of laughter.

 

~ by mrsmarshall on May 9, 2008.