If this current behavior is not just a phase - I'm in much trouble! If I ask him to be quiet, he stomps loudly instead of talking. If I'm on the phone and ask him to stop talking, he just talks faster until he's said all he wants to say anyway. I send him to his room, He cries LOUDLY. I make him sit on the boring old steps and he knocks on the wall and stomps his feet... Right now - he is sitting in the middle of his bed, no toys, no books... until I say otherwise. He cries, it's longer, he throws anything, its even longer, he throws a hissyfit - it's all day... so far, so good. I just wish I could snap my fingers and have control again.
I figure if I can win this battle of wills now - maybe I won't have such a BIG problem down the road. The problem - he's too much like me and his dad... both of us had our issues. Hubby had a bit of a wild streak in him - more so than I did. I was just rebellious. Politely and subversively rebellious but still...
oy. At least it seems he can go back to school tomorrow.
~Sarah
Haven’t gotten as much done lately as I wanted to - Wolverine is cutting his first tooth and CrazyHorse has his first loose tooth. The weather has been crappy. CrazyHOrse stayed home from school friday with a temperature. Teething babies are generally fussy... It’s been *that* kind of a week. I know my boys are starting to think I’m looney. Hopefully things will settle down soon.
Sometime this week, I’m going to get my hair done. Even with things being tight, Hubby set aside the money for me to get my hair done... I just love him. I go through this every couple of years - I just need a change - a big whopping drastic one at that. This time, I’m going with a pixie cut - supershort. Sometimes that’s all it takes to jolt me back into the *Zone* for my writing.
I had a couple of doctors appointments lately - overall I’m in great shape considering. Considering I’m five and a half months out from having a baby. Considering I haven’t been to a non-maternity related doctor in ten years (or dentist for that matter). Considering that overall - I don’t pay attention to *my* health - I’m in great shape. I have four wisdom teeth that NEED to come out as soon as I’m done nursing. I NEED to get my baseline mamogram done as soon as I’m done nursing (breast cancer runs young in my family). I should look into getting into better shape - as I can since I’m nursing... My cholesterol is good, I have no bad teeth (except the wisdom teeth which need to come out anyway), I’m well within normal range of weight, and the only lumps in my breasts are clogged milkducts...
This is all good news.
Wolverine goes in for his sixmonth on Feb. 9. CrazyHorse goes to the dentist on Feb. 2. One gets shots, the other gets fillings... I’m not looking forward to either.
~S
a really great podcast is running a fiction contest... which I of course entered. The voting is going on now and my tale is in the current batch. Not going to cheat and ask you to vote for my story specifically, but I am going to try and get as many people over there to vote as I possibly can...
If you have a few minutes in the next few days - head on over to Escape Pod and read the entries for their under 300word contest. Don't forget to vote.
http://forum.escapeartists.info/index.php
I think you have to sign up for the forums to see the entries!
Thanks so much!!
Sarah Wagner
(And a great big pat on the back to *anyone* who can guess which one is mine - it doesn't read like something I would write...)
I read books about those whose lives are fraught with terrible purpose - as I don’t suppose there is any such quest for me. My purpose is to raise two good boys. I will raise my sons to believe in destiny, in magic, in the ultimate triumph of good - even at the brink of darkness when one cannot lift one’s own blade or move ones own feet - there is hope for victory yet. This is my purpose - to raise the next generation of dreamers, of readers, of writers.
Even as I search for my *Great Tale* - my legacy - I watch my children closely. I see the signs there for both of them. I see in CrazyHorse a sharp and keen mind but also the playfulness and whimsy every child should know. Wolverine is not yet old enough to see a spark of his future paths (unless he’s going to be a vampire) but he is beautiful and curious an it will be glorious to see it all unfold before him.
I see such potential in my children that it frightens me though it also fills me with a hope so bright, all shadows grow pale.
So I’m a touch melodramatic. You get my point.
~S
The holidays are over... Everyone has gone back to their homes, my brother will be headed back to school in the next few days. And now, I have to pack up all my christmas decorations (this will take me all of January... really). This has got to be just about the most depressing time for me. I love my christmas decorations.
Wolverine is most decidedly a screamer. Don’t get me wrong, he’s fine - just loudly discovering that he indeed has vocal cords and they need stretching.
CrazyHorse had a great time with his Granddaddy being here - even if he did discover that he can’t get away with everything he wants to -- even if he is a grandson.
I have very high hopes for the year 2007. Just like I do every year but maybe this year will really get things moving for me.
I have to say that - overall - it’s been a great holiday season for me - with some exceptions that frankly - aren’t worth bringing up in a public forum such as this.
Unfortunately, I got absolutely no writing done. Fortunately, I know someone who sold her novel ;) Congrats Sharon!!!
Unfortunately, I’m a bit wired and stressing. Fortunately, life is getting back to normal.
Unfortunately, Wolverine is teething. Fortunately, CrazyHorse has his FIRST loose tooth.
Unfortunately, I have no books in the house I haven’t read. Fortunately, I have discovered some rocking podcasts (pseudopod, escape pod to name two)
Unfortunately, I have three weeks of house work and laundry to do. Fortunately, I have all the time in the world to get it done... (and if you buy that - I have a lovely bridge in New York to sell you)
~Sarah