Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Raising Who?

I've realized lately that in all the effort I've made to work on raising my child, I'm really raising myself more. I've learned how to pick up after myself better, how to sort and organize, what time management is really all about and the choices I make and how they effect other people.
I've found that following my bliss is what is most important in teaching my son how to follow his own. And I grown to begin to understand that the most important things I can do in life are this.

Play. Create. Do.

By following this simple mantra, gaining some control over my own defects, allowing the idea of a power greater then myself to take care of all those pesky things that really are not under any part of my control and do with them what it will, I am slowly evolving into a real human being instead of a blob on the couch wishing something different would happen.

Recently I've addresses my television addiction. I am a TV addict. Always have been. I have spent countless hours enmeshed in the stories of other people lives, wishing and dreaming I could be just like them or have the lives they did. The saddest part of this is, I was not even watching reality tv. I was watching charters on a program that were written as adventurous, glamorous people with fabulous lives. When in all reality, they were parts that some imaginative person dreamed up and put on the screen to make money and get a piece of their creative person out there in the universe.

Well this is it! I'm tired of wishing and dreaming I could become a character in a tv program. I am a real human, and now I am raising another human and the thing I want to teach him the most is to be himself! How am I suppose to raise him to be himself if I don't even know who I am.

Right now I am in my Saturn Returns Transit period of life. The perfect time to grow, learn, fall down and prove to myself that I, me, myself can get back up with out crying for help and begging for someone to free me of my self imposed misery.

This may not come as a surprise to anyone who knows me. This may sound like gibberish. Abeni has been a loser. I have put myself in a 'victim' role without even knowing it. I have claimed to be a survivor and until this point have done a very good job of hiding all my loserish qualities. But that doesn't have to continue. I have officially turned off the boob tube. I have begun reading books and listening to books on tape of my favorite authors. I have dusted off my records, I have broken out my library card and I have begun to show up for my life.

I will attempt to keep a blog. Even if no one really follows it. I am proving to myself that I can be and feel like a participating member of my life.

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

My organized goof ball


Saturday, October 29, 2011

The silly facts of life

Boys will be boys. The explanation of when and where we ' touch' ourselves has come. Trying to instil a sense of privacy and still allowing a belief of freedom are challenging parts of parenting. No shame needs to be made of it, but the responsibility of teaching values and principles are afoot. Keeping faith and an open mind are necessary, although knowing what's happening makes me chuckle to myself...
Ah, how fast this time goes by. The rumors are true. Cherish the innocents while it lasts!

Joy

My ason brings me joy & drives me nuts all at the same time.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Little piece of Love

Though I do not write often, there is still so much to write about.
The little man is growing fast, and has no plans of slowing down, and I'm getting use to the idea that I'll be chising his little chubby thighs all over the place soon.
He's a strong boy.
And cute!

We heart Averi

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

The Luckyest Star for me.

What a sweet little darling boy, he's just so amazing.
He Coo's and Gurgles and Talks Talks Talks.
Stuffy little nose doesn't even bother my little booger bear.
Love's his uncles, and grand parents too (all of 'em)
And smiles for me every morning when we wake up together.
I'm counting my lucky stars, and one's been handed down
right to me. Just for me... And everyone else too, I guess!p

Monday, November 10, 2008

Grand Parents Day

Oh Boy did we have fun on Grandparents Day!
First Grandma Shoshana was very nice and dropped us off at Grandma Lana and Sarah's for our first big visit since Averi was born. I think Lanas in love, and how could you not be with such a cutie! Sarah seemed to enjoy meeting us too, and was very happy to see that her new Grandson had a good mama who enjoyed him. And who could blame me, I was blessed with such a sweet little one.
Then after our visit, we took a trip to Grandpa Sean's house (which worked out perfectly, the bus goddess is kind!) where we got to listen to Grandpa play guitar and sing some good music to Averi. This kid loves to rock too. Mama's teaching him what a beat it and how each one rocks in it's own way. Funny enough, he seems to enjoy punk rock & rock 'n' roll the most...
Hmm... Maybe it has something to do with all those concerts he went to inutero?