My attempt to find balance with the sweets, and the sours, of life.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
And the Winner Is . . .
They stride across red carpets in stiletto heels; I pad around in my slippers.
They wear beaded gowns and drip with diamonds; I don my favorite worn-and-faded-to-perfection pajamas.
Their children are looked after by the very best nannies; mine are freshly bathed and in bed, in their matching dog jammies . . . their annual Christmas jammies from a couple of years ago.
They have husbands on their arms, decked out in the latest tuxedo fashion and hawking their own accomplishments; I have a husband sharing the remote and the evening with me . . . flipping up and back between the Sunday Night Football game and the Emmy Awards.
They will attend lavish parties later; I will sleep next to my husband, down the hall from my children.
They will eat delicacies and drink champagne; I have cold pizza chilling in my refrigerator along side a fresh pitcher of orange juice.
They wait all night in hopes to hear their names called in recognition of a year's work. I have already received two kisses on my cheek along with heartfelt wishes for sweet dreams and a cheerful, "See you tomorrow."
“Years ago my mother used to say to me, she'd say, ‘In this world, Elwood, you must be...’ - she always called me Elwood - ‘...in this world, Elwood, you must be oh so smart or oh so pleasant.’ Well, for years I was smart. I recommend pleasant. You may quote me.”~Elwood P. Dowd in Harvey
I am a stay-at-home mom who is coming to grips with the fact that my children are growing up, and that is bitter sweet. I have several pets who understand me including a couple dogs, some beautiful pigeons (yes, pigeons), some chickens who boss me around, and a mourning dove who I believe is God's little whisper to me from heaven. I was a lawyer before I got really serious and became a mom. I love to knit, write, cook, and to take good care of my family. We struggle with my daughter's Reactive Attachment Disorder, and hold hands very tightly sometimes while we withstand the high tide of her challenges. Through it all, I am blessed to have a husband who is the corner piece to my puzzle.