You Know Best What Your Kids Need

I hope that none of you feel that I am one of the moms described in this newsweek article.

I am writing this blog, not to toot my own horn or to make you feel inferior. I do not think that my way of doing things is the only way. And, I don't think I'm self-absorbed. In fact, I feel I am writing this, because I want to help other moms.

If I have ever given the impression that I think there is one perfect way to raise your children, I deeply apologize, that has never been my intent. I fully believe that each mother knows what is best for her own children. And, whether or not she realizes it, she is accountable for the way they turn out. (I'm not minimizing Dads and their responsibilities, but I'm talking to the Moms right now.) Whether your children grow up to be doctors or bank robbers won't effect my life in a measurable way, but it will change your life.

If FlyLady, your mother, your best friend, your hairstylist, or I give you advice, it is your responsibility to decide if it will work for your family. I will never call anyone names, and I will never get into an argument over which parenting style is best. Whatever you feel good about is the right choice for you.

Please, take the time to get, not self-absorbed, but self-aware. If you haven't taken the time to try the FLYlady system, please do. It's really not about cleaning your house, it's about Finally Loving Yourself. Every Mom needs that.

A Voice Recorder Killed my Blog

I was blogging every day. I was never at a loss for what to write. It just came to me when I woke in the morning, drove in the car, and cooked dinner.
Infact, I felt very much like Anna Nalick in her song “Breathe”:

“2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song

If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,

Threatening the life it belongs to

And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd

Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud

And I know that you'll use them, however you want to”

The words were in my head, and if I didn’t get them out, I couldn’t think of anything else. Naturally, I couldn’t blog all day, every day. So, Hubby suggested that I take his voice recorder with me. He said I could put these great ideas on it, and I could go about my day without them bothering me. It sounded like a good idea, so I tried it.

In one respect, it was great. I accomplished so much more around the house. I had all that energy that had been flowing into the computer to focus on my chores. I must have had a little more available thinking ability, because I finally understand how to use CSS.

But, it destroyed my blog. Once the words were in the recorder, they were no longer bothering me. I am perfectly content to leave them there. It’s almost like Pandora’s box. If I open it, I’ll have to do something with them. I know I will get them out someday, but for today, they are safe there and I got all the laundry in the house done.

I won’t put anymore on it though, it’s not as fun. I like it here.

Wow, do I have a lot to learn!

I think Ebay spoiled me. I had some dolls I wanted to sell. I went there, used keywords, clear pictures, good descriptions, and the bidders found my items. Easy, well, there was a learning curve, but they did most of the work.
Blogging is way different. There's a whole world that I hadn't even heard of until I started looking. I can see that my next week is going to be filled with research. - until tonight, I thought Ping was a panda.
I only listed three items this week, because of blogging. I wonder how badly I'll do next week?
I guess it will be OK, because my kids are going to stay with friend's for the week.
If you've bookmarked me, hang in there, it can only get better from here.