Versatile Blogger Award

Awards season is in full swing here at Farewell, Stranger. The lovely – and very brave – Naomi from Confessions of a Momaholic has awarded me the Versatile Blogger Award.

According to the rules, I’m supposed to tell you 7 things about myself. I already had to do this when I got the Stylish Blogger Award so now have to think of 7 more that will make me sound interesting. Here goes:

  1. I have 3 siblings and 2 half siblings. I didn’t grow up with those 2, but my whole sense of what family is about is due to having had a big family growing up. There’s no way I could ever have 4 kids, but it makes me a little sad that Connor’s childhood will be different – and somehow less – because his won’t be like mine was.
  2. I hate licorice.
  3. I was vegetarian for a few years when I was in university but chicken brought me back.
  4. I only drink black tea. Never met an herbal tea I could get down.
  5. I really like the Muppets (I even incorporate them into presentations I do for my work) and we used “Somebody’s getting married” as one of our wedding songs.
  6. We considered naming Connor Jackson but then realized since we intended to use Michael as his middle name that would be sort of…unfortunate.
  7. I watched the movie “Annie” countless times when I was in about grade 4. I counted how many times I’d seen it but lost track after 27.

Now that I’ve revealed all this nerdy stuff about me, it’s my pleasure to pass this award on to 15 other bloggers. (Yes, 15. That seems crazy but I don’t make the rules.)

The award goes to:

  1. Leighann from The Endless Rant of a Multitasking Mumma, who started blogging at the same time I did. She writes honestly about her PPD but she’s also funny and frequently very good when you’re looking for a touching post about babyhood.
  2. Denelle from Caitlin’s Concepts. Denelle doesn’t hide her crazy, but she’s got a stare-life-in-the-face attitude that comes through in her posts. Plus she’s funny. Plus she rocks responses to The Red Dress Club writing prompts.
  3. James from James & Jax. She’s another in the PPD army, but wow, is she ever versatile. Beyond PPD, she writes about her goals, her thoughts in response to Thought-Provoking Thursday questions and everyday-life stuff with her little guy. Her appreciation for things really comes through in her posts.
  4. If you haven’t checked out this blog before you really need to. The 21st Century Mrs is hysterical. And she draws. She even drew a giraffe just for me because one day I needed one. Before that she drew bears and after that she drew a stabby meat cleaver. That’s versatility, people.
  5. If you visit Mommy is in timeout! you will find Elena writing about taking time to have fun with her two boys on Crazy Mommy Mondays, recipes, and all kinds of other things in addition to her timeout reading suggestions, which I’m honoured to have been featured in three times.
  6. One day I caught a tweet about wishing more people would comment on blogs. I got in to a conversation with Tonya from Letters for Lucas about it and we ended up being comment buddies for a bit. Somewhere along the way hers has become one of the blogs I always read. I love her stories – about her son, her parents’ deaths, the ways she takes time for herself. She reflects on things and then describes them so others know just what she means. Plus she’s become one of my biggest supporters, and for that I just love her. (I am aware that she’s received this award before, but I am choosing to give it to her again.)
  7. Wanna see how a web-savvy chick who’s new to blogging gets her blogging ball rolling? Check out Bluebird’s Nest. She has a wee babe and a tweenager, she’s smart, she’s determined and she’s adventurous. (She’s also a friend and colleague.) Robin’s currently getting ready for the trip of a lifetime and I’m looking forward to reading all about it.
  8. I stick to one style of writing, more or less, but Jenna (or Frelle, as she is known) doesn’t. Poetry, narrative, memoir – doesn’t matter. It’s all poetic. No matter what she’s writing about, she puts her soul on every page and I think it’s beautiful
  9. Some people start blogging and seem to immediately get it. Mama Track is one of those blogs. She went from Harvard lawyer to work at home mom, which makes for some great blog. I can’t even remember how I found her, but I’m so glad I did. She reads all my stuff and is so supportive – one of those people I’d love to meet in real life. (While I was putting together this post, someone else gave her this same award. Can you believe it?! The nerve. But I love her so I refuse to take her off my list.)
  10. Someone else I connected with via Twitter is Liz from NorthShoreMommy. After tweeting with her and reading her blog for a while, I want to move in next door and establish a mutual support society. Except she’s moving. So her adventure will continue in a different way and I’ll still follow along.
  11. Some blogs are all “my kids are so cute!” and “look how perfect my life is”. (I think. I don’t read those blogs.) Not Jayne’s. She’s another one of those beautifully honest writers who manages to still be funny.
  12. Pamela strikes me as a totally funky person. Unfortunately for her, she’s riding the same PPD rollercoaster I am, but she always manages to bring it on her blog.
  13. When I first saw Carrie’s blog, The Sweetest, I was totally drawn in by her blog design. I won’t lie – I want it. If she ever decides to redesign her site, I’m calling dibs on that design. But that’s not why I think she deserves this award – take a look at her categories. From the kitchen. Lifestyle. Marriage. Parenting. Versatile, baby.
  14. A good friend of mine tells me I inspired her to blog. For some people starting a blog takes but a click. For others, it’s part of a process of determining who you want to be and how you want to express yourself. I think Kim’s doing it beautifully, so head on over and show her some new-blogger love.
  15. The last – and not least, of course – is Devan from Accustomed Chaos. If you haven’t visited Devan, you really need to. She survived 10 miscarriages and instead of wallowing she set up a site to support others following miscarriage, stillbirth and neonatal loss. On her own blog, she covers all sots of topics including gentle parenting and gluten free living. I haven’t met her in person, but I’d be willing to bet she’s one of the kindest people I would ever have the privilege to meet.

So that’s it – 15 women who inspire me, support me and demonstrate why all this bloggy-ness matters.

There’s more to come from the (virtual) red carpet. The amazing Multitasking Mumma has given me the Stylish Blogger Award (again! She clearly hasn’t seen my sweat pant collection). Over the next while I’ll be pondering on whom to bestow this next honour. Are you stylish? Want an award? Let me know – I’m accepting nominations (self or otherwise).

Thanks again to Naomi!

 

We Danced

“Will you dance with me, mama?”

So many of his questions are hard and ask more of me than I feel I can give.

“Will you play with me?” breaks my heart when I’m in a low moment and playing takes more mama energy than I have.

“I want to go downstairs,” at 6 a.m. brings out the why-can’t-you and if-only questions that are asked so many times when you have a small child and don’t get to sleep in. And, for me, it feels like the time I’ll be on duty is longer than I’m able to entertain him.

“Can I have milk?” is a ticking bomb when it’s not time for milk and I know the required “no” response will instigate a meltdown. That meltdown (his) will cause a spike in anxiety (mine) and a fight-or-flight response – neither option an appropriate one when dealing with a 2-year-old who simply wants milk.

But when he asks me to dance? This I can do. I turn up my song, which is fast becoming his song.

He’s on his feet as soon as he hears the first notes.

Right right, turn off the lights
We gonna lose our minds tonight
What’s the dealio?

He bounces like he’s on one of those mini trampolines, smile at full wattage.

I love when it’s all too much
5 AM turn the radio up
Where’s the rock and roll?

Not at 5 a.m. but we did turn this up early one morning and danced to it in bed. When I peeked down the hall my husband had the pillow over his head.

Party crasher, panty snatcher
Call me up if you are gangsta’
Don’t be fancy
Just get dancey
Why so serious?

Fancy is not a word my little man worries about. “Just get dancey” is a suggestion he doesn’t have to hear twice.

And then the best part, where he kicks the strut in his stuff up a notch.

So raise your glass if you are wrong
In all the right ways
All my underdogs, we will never be, never be
Anything but loud
And nitty gritty dirty little freaks
Won’t you come on, and come on, and
Raise your glass
Just come on and come and
Raise Your Glass!

I watch him he bounces. As he twirls. At one point he stops and shakes his bum.

Dancing with him I laugh.

He stops for a moment and comes to me, arms in the air. I pick him up and he rests his cheek on mine.

“I love you,” he says.

I say it back as he kisses me on the mouth. The he slithers down and we’re dancing again.

In this moment something in me pauses and I can see so clearly what it’s about. Being a mother is not about worrying whether you’re good enough. It’s not about giving in to the anxiety when it hovers, telling you the hours until bedtime will feel like a nightmare-filled eternity.

It’s about saying yes when your child asks you to dance.

So we dance.

And when the song ends, we do it again. Because when you have an opportunity to dance with your child, you Raise Your Glass to that opportunity and dance.    

Wordless Wednesday: Belly Laughs

Time for something happy. A photo can certainly capture a baby’s belly laugh, but a video does it better.

(Connor was about 8 months old here. I don’t have the original video file on my computer so click through to the site to view. It gets really contagious around the 32 second mark.)

Finding Some Fun

If you're going to make a mess you might as well be naked

The result. Note some help from Dad.

They're eating it!

Oh so much fun

Photobucket

Party Like an Introvert

I first came across 5 Minutes for Mom when someone tweeted a link to this article about how to get your email inbox under control. It’s pretty much the best thing I’ve ever read. I use it at work and it’s been worth the cost for the sanity it’s given me (especially because it was free).

So I’ve followed along a bit and lo and behold I discovered that 5 Minutes for Mom is hosting a party. The best kind of party – the kind I can attend in my pajamas (like I’m doing right now!). I don’t even have to leave my house. It’s Ultimate Blog Party 2011 and it’s taking place from April 1 to 8.

Like most introverts, I’m a little late to this party but I’m here. For those of you who have wandered over from the main party room to the corner in the kitchen to join me, here’s a brief peek inside what my blog and I are about:

I’m a working mom with a son who’s almost 3 and a fantastic husband. I’m Canadian. I’m a chocoholic. I like to run (sometimes) and I love to write. I also had undiagnosed postpartum depression after my son was born and it was 18 months or more before I finally got help. I’m still very much on the road to recovery, and this blog is part of that. I’m honest about my experience in hopes that it will help others, because PPD is so much more common than most people realize, and it’s not all about “depression”. Being a mom is hard enough – we shouldn’t have to top it off with something that makes it even harder.

So that’s me. Tell me about you!

Ultimate Blog Party 2011