Listen To Your Mother!

I sat down two or three or twenty-eleventy (my 4-year-old insists that's a thing) times over the past two weeks in order to compose a post.  It just hasn't seemed to come together for me, despite the fact that I have a lot to say.

Partially, I think this stems from an innate deer-in-headlights response.  You see, I was officially selected as one of the readers at this year's Listen To Your Mother! - Denver show.  So I will, in just over a month, be standing in front of several hundred strangers to talk about motherhood. I've never done anything quite like this before.  Part of me thinks maybe this is the beginning of a new renaissance here at Stay At Aum Mom.  The rest of me just hopes I don't cry too hard or pee my pants on stage.  (Setting the bar high since 1979!)

As for the rest of the reasons I have had a hard time composing a coherent column, those would be three little boys and one baby girl who have demanded the bulk of my attention.  Breastfeeding alone.. my gosh, I forgot how intense it is to commit half an hour of every 4 to providing nourishment to a small, hungry person. A person who can scream REALLY loud if you don't make with the boob juice fast enough.  A person who, in baby girl's case, has decided that naps are for losers and nighttime is party time.  Having my breasts violently chewed on at 3 o'clock in the morning is not exactly my idea of a party.  But, hey, these are the sacrifices we make!  For The Children! And, yes, if I'm honest I still believe it's totally worth it. Even after 4.

For the record, by the way, 4 kids is not an indication that we missed that class in sex ed.  You'd be amazed how many people assume that.  We really did want them all.  If you ask my husband, he'd have more.  My lady-parts and I remain unconvinced on that score at present, however.

I'm also back in school part time - because I am determined, eventually, to complete my degree.  I'm training for my first 5k of 2013.  I'm re-attempting the novel idea that has been knocking around in my brain the past few years, which so far consists of carrying a notebook around with me and jotting down every idea about it that pops into my head.  I scheduled a glass-blowing class.  I am doing Things.

So now, I just have to carve out the time to write about the Things.

I'm working on it.  Stay tuned!