I found this from a long time ago On Fri, Sep 12, 2014 at 7:30 AM Supporting the universe one phone call at a time, Nibor talks to her ailing friend, Htebazile. Htebazile is in tears, again. She is struggling through her perpetual mid life crisis. "To boldly save us from the wolves," Nibor intones…
Essentials: Peppermint Eucalyptus and Tea Tree
In this summertime of flea mosquito wasp and spider bites I search for something not allergy inducing Can anything heal Girlie's golden scarred skin? I forgot about an aloe plant Deet free peppermint eucalyptus tea tree smell nice but do not stop the marauding insect hoards that have invaded my home The perpetual body…
My wish has been granted…
I'm trapped in the Cinderella generation I've got Snow White syndrome with a side of Barbie envy. I'm waiting for my fairy godmother to arrive when I am down upwind of a cougar waiting for my knight in shining armor downwind of a bear waiting for Prince Charming No help in sight. I'll have to…
This toddler phenomenon
She was easy Now shrieking at the top of her lungs She used to like going to bed with Woof-woof. "BANG-BANG" using the plastic xylophone as a battering ram I would say, "Goodnight Girlie," and she would say, "Good night ma-ih." "THUMP JINGLE, THUMP JINGLE" using the plastic clown rattle to emphasize the syllables, "Let…
He surfaced
He surfaced in the wee hours of the next morning An anniversary of his first full mental collapse (Not counting the partial ones) Surprisingly, My children are just as unpredictable mood wise as I seem to be (unstable yet) functionally, disabled most of my days moving pots, mixing soil and planting seeds
August
Sure, I'm still working on the civility of being an overwhelmed mother of four who can barely carve time out of the day to write my blog. Sigh, I remember this stage. The squirrelly, I never leave the house just for me unless I have a doctor's appointment, feeling. Time for Girlie to go to…
Sensory Children
(I wrote this a month ago - July 4, 2016) I think when I was little, I noticed kids who chewed things. Paper, fingernails, hair, pencils, pens, rulers and bubble gum. I was a popper. No silly, not pills, bubble gum popping. It used to drive my mom crazy. I didn't have the craving…
Consider the Alternative
(I wrote this a month ago - July 2, 2016) I get her up and change her so her skin can breathe I can't imagine wearing what is essentially a maxi pad all day and night. Consider the alternatives... (A mother's nightmare of a diaper-less baby fills my inner thoughts. No, make it stop!…
Back of my dress
Girlie was playing around the back of my dress Walking, skipping while babble singing to the cats to me, to her father, to her brother. A trip to her room, a trip back up to my bed back and forth seven or eight trips before bed She is a boisterous child, we run her through…
The pool is deep
Girlie runs to me and says "owside." She wants to play outside in the yard. I gather courage, presentable clothing two pairs of shoes and we venture into nature. She sees birds "burrd" flying in the sky "bye-bye" she waves. "dares wuun!" she points and yells as a buzzard swoops in circles looking for not…
Amanuensis Sobriquet-Reverie 