tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post809036178454214662..comments2024-01-01T20:33:52.554-08:00Comments on a moon, worn as if it had been a shell: How We Do It: Part XLVIIElizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-20677257237107965732014-08-13T17:47:56.652-07:002014-08-13T17:47:56.652-07:00I take you niggling worry, guilt and doubt and rai...I take you niggling worry, guilt and doubt and raise you.Carrie Wilson Linkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01586157395539583862noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-66432332158728011432014-08-13T04:14:17.408-07:002014-08-13T04:14:17.408-07:00There were many days during the colic year that my...There were many days during the colic year that my husband made special trips to the carwash to stop The Boy from wailing...or to drown him out. The Girl hated them though & screeched so we haven't gone in years, relying on the rain to keep most of the grime away. <br /><br />Not only do I feel guilty I'm not doing more with the kids, I'm (growing) resentful of the job that leaves me too exhausted to try, and yet still too short of funds to hire other people to provide fun! and teach! and therapize!. And then I feel guilty for not appreciating what I do have (esp said job). But I cling to the fact that we have survived summer and I try to be grateful that my tiny tax contribution is now funding some excellent teachers who'll nourish their little brains and after 4 they'll NEED downtime just to process it all.krlrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14392064691347464660noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-83003801470086974572014-08-12T12:49:00.757-07:002014-08-12T12:49:00.757-07:00I know that feeling well. Unless I - or a therapi...I know that feeling well. Unless I - or a therapist - is working one- on- one with C., she is utterly inactive. <br /><br />Wherever I am, whatever I am doing, whether for other family members or - on rare occasions for myself - the fact that C. is un-stimulated plagues me.<br /><br />While I type these very words, C. is sitting before her half-eaten meal waiting for me to return to the table. I just don't have enough time or energy to fill her day with productive activity. <br /><br />You expressed it perfectly: "the needling thought floating about my brain that I should be doing something more"<br /><br />But a drive through the car wash - so out-of-the-box! - is a diversion I think I'll try during C.'s upcoming 2 week vacation. In the meantime, we're still enjoying novels together - again thanks to your suggestion. Finished "Bridge to Terabithia" and now breezing through through "Wind in the Willows". <br /><br />By the way, did our cannabis numbers tell you anything significant? Here they are again:<br />CBD: 4.9% and THC: 0.76%The Sound of the Silenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09669598042879486343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-18648328939716971732014-08-12T10:00:28.410-07:002014-08-12T10:00:28.410-07:00I've done the drive through Starbucks thing ma...I've done the drive through Starbucks thing many times. Today the only thing I "did" with my kids was take them to the grocery store and let them pick a candy. The image of Henry feeding Sophie is an emotionally complex one, but also so, so sweet. Vesuvius At Homehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02783271096885148080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-21667378293625347382014-08-11T11:51:36.619-07:002014-08-11T11:51:36.619-07:00I LOVE the car wash. Always have. I don't have...I LOVE the car wash. Always have. I don't have a car, and the thing I miss mostly is actually going through the car wash. It's like watching people make pizza—utterly relaxing.The Diamond in the Windowhttp://thediamondinthewindow.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-85332803558201275102014-08-11T07:36:35.968-07:002014-08-11T07:36:35.968-07:00I'm happy to see the car wash getting it's...I'm happy to see the car wash getting it's due as entertainment/meditation tool/mini getaway<br />and now as guilt reliever.<br />xxoo <br />plantingalongtheverge.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13899341805908954700noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-62614256338534061522014-08-11T04:37:04.412-07:002014-08-11T04:37:04.412-07:00I can really understand how you feel after reading...I can really understand how you feel after reading this. What to say? I don't know. But the ambient love and sweetness she is surrounded by has got to count for something. Theresahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08071740989565033354noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-12976534318217391362014-08-10T21:36:03.090-07:002014-08-10T21:36:03.090-07:00So many women feel guilty for one thing or another...So many women feel guilty for one thing or another. Do men suffer this?37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-24804728132861029022014-08-10T18:50:38.355-07:002014-08-10T18:50:38.355-07:00Ah, Sophie's rosary/mala beads...
the carwash ...Ah, Sophie's rosary/mala beads...<br />the carwash meditations...Ahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06318174928862120631noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-45933667717890007882014-08-10T18:04:29.380-07:002014-08-10T18:04:29.380-07:00I have entertained myself the same way. I hate/lov...I have entertained myself the same way. I hate/love the way I don't know if the car is moving or the brushes are moving. I almost never take my grandsons anywhere, but choose to entertain them right here. I feel guilty about it. It never ends. We do what we can. It's all right. I promise you. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-65237207552619314162014-08-10T17:37:35.941-07:002014-08-10T17:37:35.941-07:00I'm listening and have a big smile. This is a...I'm listening and have a big smile. This is a great post.Bonniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05818180005481080905noreply@blogger.com