“Here I present a post about what happens when I don’t want to write and ramble on forever. It’s from a couple of years ago. But this is the perfect example of what goes on in my head.”
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A Happy Ending That Could Have Not Happened
etter not having social media. I’m so glad that we got rid of it.”Often as parents, we question ourselves. Are we really doing the right thing? Am I going to screw my children up? This was one of the very few times where I could say to myself with confidence, “We did the right thing. This time it was a win.” Read more. . .
The Big Advantage To Having a Prominent Birthmark
When my daughter was born, (she is the second in birth order), I was suddenly overwhelmed with concerns over her being kidnapped at some point in her life. It’s something every Mom worries about at least once during her motherhood journey. But you might be wondering why I didn’t worry about that with my son?
When my son was born, it was an emergency cesarean. They showed him to me quickly before they whisked him away to work on him. I stole a quick glance of his face. What I saw first was the big brown thumbprint looking mark on his forehead. I wondered what I had done to my baby?! It was six hours later that I finally got to see him again and discovered it was a birthmark.
Feelings about the birthmark-
The birthmark brought a barrage of feelings. One of which, strangely was that of relief in my sleepless, new mother crazy state. I was consoled that the birthmark meant someone would never kidnap him because he was too identifiable. There’s no way you can hide his birthmark. It’s front and center on his forehead. Then my daughter was born, and I was just a little bit concerned (read- secretly consumed for a short time) with worry that my daughter could someday be kidnapped.
Birthmarks can range anywhere from cute little stork bites to large port wine marks that cover most of the face or torso. Most birthmarks are harmless. Click To Tweet A couple of birthmarks can be an indicator of an illness, so they should always be checked out by a professional.
I have birthmarks that match on either leg. They are exactly the same. Except on one leg, the color of my skin is lighter and on the other, it is darker than normal. I’ve hypothesized that at one point before I was born, the skin on my legs in that spot must have been stuck together. One leg must have stolen the pigment from the other.
The most common issue with birthmarks is that of having a poor self-image. Some can be removed. In my son’s case, we could have it removed but we have left that up to him, and at the moment, he has no issues with it. You can read here how my son's birthmark has been compared to Harry Potter's scar and what a great experience that has been. Click To Tweet Try and find something like Harry Potter to compare it to. It makes it much more fun!
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A Life in Pictures: We ARE Enough
I have been getting acupuncture treatments and my Naturopath suggested that I work on meditating while getting the treatments as I spend an hour lying on a table with no distractions. To direct myself and help focus I usually find a mantra for the day that I’m trying to help myself find peace with. The first one I chose was, “I am Enough.” Read more…
Beautiful Perspective From an Extraordinary Girl
Recently my daughter has been asking to start a blog of her own. As we have the ability to make it private and only let specific people read it, we agreed.
I spent an hour or so one Saturday helping her set up the mechanics of a blog. I tried to be as hands-off as possible, to let her be in charge. I kept reminding myself it was her blog, not mine.
She had been working on her first post for a while when I happened to glance down and see what she named her blog- “An Extraordinary Girl”. That made me smile. Then I paused and reflected.
When I was thinking of what to name my blog and what I wanted it to be known by, I wanted people to know that I’m no one extraordinary. I’m just a Mom who has a passion for writing and social justice. Anyone could be writing words similar to mine but I am the one standing up (virtually) and saying them. I’m just “An Ordinary Mom”, and that’s okay. Ordinary Mom’s can do extraordinary things.
It struck me however how completely opposite her blog name was to the one I had chosen. “An Extraordinary Girl”, it made me smile. It made me happy to realize she thinks of herself in that way. The world will be telling her soon enough that she isn’t. I love her confidence in herself and who she is with that statement. She is extraordinary. There is no one else out there like her. She’s a daughter of God, a person of great worth. I hope she keeps this close to her heart as she grows and experiences life. It reminds me that I too am extraordinary in my own right and not just “An Ordinary Mom”.
