Suzanne Griffin

I am a creature of comparison. I punish myself by comparing myself to other moms, wives, women. I have this part of me that wants outside approval that I'm doing a good job. My life has been one accomplishment after another in my pre-mommy days. Even growing up I held positions of leadership, influence and popularity. When I was working, I felt fulfilled, like I was good at what I was doing. Then comes being a wife and mother and a homemaker and a home school teacher. All these are things do not feel natural to me, I don't feel like I do any of them well. Yet that is my life, that is where I want to want to be, but it doesn't give me a sense of pride that I'm the A student that my life has been up until this point. I feel like I'm the B student more on the verge of earning a C. Nothing great. There are so many other women that I see that from the outside look as if they have it together, are happily going along in life, living the life that I want to live. The wo...

So I hate to admit but my husband uses some choice words sometimes and of course those are the ones kids love to repeat. Brian has been at Grandma's house for 2 weeks now and will be coming home tomorrow. I'm so excited to have my little man home. Grandma mentioned that Brian had said a** a couple of times yesterday so we had a little conversation: Me: Brian, a little bird told me today that you were saying bad words at grandma's house. Brian: Was it in the house? Me: I don't know, where were you when you said the bad words? Brian: Is the bird still in the house? Me: no. Brian: I wanted to see a talking bird. Me: He just stopped by to tell me you were saying bad words at grandma's house. Brian: What did he look like? Me: He was just little, but he whispered in my ear that you were saying some... Brian: Did you catch him? Me: Brian.... Listen... Brian: Why didn't you trap him? (yelling/giggling with thrilling excitement to everyone at grandma's house......

Gabby: Mom, did you like to watch the Fairy Princess' movies when you were little? Me: They didn't have them when I was little. Makensie: That's because there wasn't TV back then in those days, huh?

I'm still alive. I can't believe I've gotten so slack on journaling. So this last month has been a little draining emotionally. Little man Wyatt had surgery and is recovering very nicely, but has required a lot of extra momma time. He also turned one year old Saturday and little man Brian turned 5 yesterday. We have a lot of cake around here. I hope that you all are doing well. I have kinda been in an inbetween place lately struggling to keep up with all on my plate. However, my hubby has found a secretary of sorts which takes a lot of pressure off me feeling like I need to be at the shop more. I have been reworking my schedule with an HMB . And just when I thought it was just me, my friend Wendy posted on her struggles as a homeschool mom and wrote what was in my heart.