Tuesday, January 25, 2011

What does that say about me?

I had a really busy week last week - socially.  That is unusual for me.  I generally only get out once a month, to Bunko.  But I caught up with a friend on Tuesday night, Bunko was Thursday night, Girls Night on Friday, and Saturday a surprise 40th birthday party for someone.

I'm now sick.  But it was all worth it.  Tuesday and Thursday were more about nurturing my soul and relationships that keep me sane and whole.  Friday and Saturday were more social, meeting new people and developing relationships.

All of these situations include talk about our children.  The element that binds us: soccer, baseball, preschool, grade school.  The topics reiterate, the conversations refresh, and once in a while something stands out.  An unexpected compliment or passionate response or a very alternative point of view.

One thing that came up several times where parenting books.  People mentioned reading this one or that one, quoted them from memory, or attacked them vehemently.  It made me think, Have I ever read a parenting book?  I have heard of them, I've perused them, I've been given them.  But I don't think that I have read one - cover to cover.

What does that say about me?  I am not so egotistical to think it means I've got it all wrapped up that's for sure.  I just had a conversation with a friend the other day about how badly I suck at this job sometimes.  Maybe that's why I am thinking it doesn't speak well of me that I am not reading the latest parenting how-to.

But I am reading a great book about baking and the author includes recipes throughout which make me salivate and smell good things baking in my own oven.  She also talks about being a mother and the inadequates we feel when we can't help our babies and the loss of dreams we thought we would accomplish no matter what.

That I can relate to, while I bake these muffins that sound amazing.

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