tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2356238098880523445.post486753258897721192..comments2023-05-17T09:11:39.306-05:00Comments on This Heavenly Life -- Messy, Loud, Always Worthwhile: This Ain't No Dress RehearsalThis Heavenly Lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14586469381231517883noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2356238098880523445.post-52444764633326995832010-03-14T20:52:10.170-05:002010-03-14T20:52:10.170-05:00I LOVE your blog, and your way of expressing yours...I LOVE your blog, and your way of expressing yourself. I espeically love this post, because I feel the same way sometimes too. I remember feeling that way even more when my oldest two were younger. The first thought that comes to mind is that it's very difficult to be so spontanious and creative when we are so sleep-deprived, hormonal, and emotionally drained as we are in the sippy-cups and diapers and tantrums and constant demands stage of life. I think it gets a little easier when you get to the stage when you get most nights of uninterrupted sleep and a little bit of time when the kids learn to play without your direct interaction. I hope so, anyway.faith ann raiderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15965450346393093534noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2356238098880523445.post-84588009686395654752010-03-12T08:18:32.781-06:002010-03-12T08:18:32.781-06:00Right on.
It's funny, I couldn't have sai...Right on.<br /><br />It's funny, I couldn't have said it better if I'd have written it myself! (Even down the sequence of events for each day!)Dianehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07756685881431328451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2356238098880523445.post-84524322528792369442010-03-11T16:31:53.593-06:002010-03-11T16:31:53.593-06:00I remember this feeling. I've used similar wor...I remember this feeling. I've used similar words, "Waiting for my real life to begin, this seems like a dress rehearsal."<br /><br />You are on to the secret though. It is already in front of you, you are just still learning to see it. I hides in the corners and moments, rich and full and multicolored. That you wrote this means you are starting to see it and embrace it. It won't feel strange for long. :)<br /><br />Also, put into your routines moments to just be. Read stories that capture your imagination, not just that your kids like.make space for conversations. They will always surprise you. Sing songs and listen/dance to music that you enjoy. No one ever said it had to be all about the kids. ;)Carrien Bluehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00709368343967989328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2356238098880523445.post-50365244266371752142010-03-11T13:12:16.044-06:002010-03-11T13:12:16.044-06:00I can't believe it's my life either! It...I can't believe it's my life either! It's surreal to be living my dream. And it is frustrating when I am unable to live up to my own ideals. I continue to strive to revel in every moment, and I find the more my life is devoted to God, instead of myself, the better it gets.Melissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13674332089949439989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2356238098880523445.post-56992940827359057072010-03-11T11:40:47.808-06:002010-03-11T11:40:47.808-06:00i think for me mothering babies comes easy but par...i think for me mothering babies comes easy but parenting children is hard! I never know what I am doing.kimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06403839587472802558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2356238098880523445.post-50191080132530205062010-03-11T11:08:58.815-06:002010-03-11T11:08:58.815-06:00I read this yesterday, and marked it unread, and r...I read this yesterday, and marked it unread, and reread it, and marked it unread, and reread it again. I knew I wanted to comment-- I'm just not sure what I want to say. We all feel that way sometimes. I feel that way a lot now, while I'm home with the baby. There's so much to caring for a baby in terms of giving love and care, but there's so little for my mind... and does it sound terrible to say that sometimes I'm bored? But he'll only be this tiny and dependent for such a brief time and I don't want to wander through that time in a distracted way. It's hard, it's always hard. We all just need to do the best we can, remind each other of that fact, and give ourselves some slack.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2356238098880523445.post-76797261245882979752010-03-11T09:29:39.323-06:002010-03-11T09:29:39.323-06:00I'm with ya! Sometimes all of our days seem to...I'm with ya! Sometimes all of our days seem to run together in a big ball of routine. I just wish I knew how to change that without completely abandoning my role as housekeeper.Cortney B.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2356238098880523445.post-9127454113454238032010-03-11T07:36:33.621-06:002010-03-11T07:36:33.621-06:00Because I'd hate to look back when I do feel c...<i>Because I'd hate to look back when I do feel comfortable, and realize I've squandered the best gig around. </i><br /><br />This is how I feel all the time!!Dawnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11436136381389948570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2356238098880523445.post-43103967373685650332010-03-11T00:33:21.706-06:002010-03-11T00:33:21.706-06:00I don't have any advice to offer, but I do und...I don't have any advice to offer, but I do understand how you feel. I get bogged down by the routine of mothering and forget to find the joy. Then, we take the kids on a trip or something and leave all our routines behind, and I realize I'm desperate to get back. It's hard to find balance, but I think the way you're feeling is probably really normal. The very fact that you *want* to be a conscious, joyful mother probably means you're ahead of the game. Besides, the way you write about motherhood tells me that you're experiencing the feelings you're craving on a certain level, even if you're cringing about messes at the same time. Maybe you should plan a special, silly afternoon for you and the girls one day, just to break out of the routine for a while.Emilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16644613647401437326noreply@blogger.com