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Sunday Afternoons

Sunday, March 2nd, 2008

Today sitting in church all I could think about were Sunday afternoons when I was a little girl. Specifically- I remember going home after church and eating a tuna squish sandwich (no crust) in the dining room. I remember my Mom’s goose curtains and the goose cookie jar- and more than anything, I remember it being sunny and warm and having absolutely no worries. Monday morning didn’t mean school, it DEFINITELY didn’t mean work, or anything but more playing and more tuna squish.

Does being pregnant make you have super vivid memories of childhood? Because really…a LOT lately!

A Series of Random Thoughts

Saturday, March 1st, 2008

-I have been preoccupied, a couple of times today, with remembering the different schools I’ve “toured” after I moved as a kid.  I thought about fourth grade and second grade…most specifically, but then remembered when we moved to MA and registered for classes…and then they lost all of our information.  That was fun.

-On cleaning day, I get special joy out of remembering to clean the handles on the refrigerator and the toilet and our plastic bins.  Because (and I don’t know if this is true) I think lots of people forget those things.

-I see pregnant women everywhere.  And I think that they just think I’m pudgy.  I want to tell them that I’m preg-o too, but can’t find a way to make it relevant.

-Why oh WHY do they make prenatal vitamins so big?  It’s like they think, “Hmmmm….we’ve got a portion of the population prone to gagging and throwing up.  Let’s require them to take extra, tummy-ache introducing nutrients AND make them HUGE. Just for kicks.  Because being pregnant isn’t hard enough already.

- I have been having a hard time with extreme hunger lately.  And when I saw extreme, I mean…it’s bad.  Like I wake up at 2am and have to go make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich because it hurts so bad.  Do you think this could be compassion training for when my kid is external and needs to eat at all hours of the night?

and finally…a message for parents at WalMart (or any other place)

-Do NOT tug your kid around violently around by the arm.  Then, do not engage in a conversation about how it’d be better to “never have kids in the first place” with the cash register guy- while your kids are looking at you, either feeling sad because they feel unwanted or just storing up all their frustration so that they can have unhealthy relationships as adults.