Cold and rainy days

I think our regular weather is back – for now – and then some. On my way home, I noticed rain and hail on the windshield. The temps are back to the 50s and I have asked myself more than once today if it was really almost June, but it is. I DO live in the Pacific Northwest, where we just put on our coats and sweaters and keep things moving.  At least the crops are being watered, right? :)

I know Mother’s Day is over, but…

daisyThe past day or so I’ve been thinking about all of the mothers I meet, friends, my children’s friends’ and classmates’ mothers, mothers of my daughter’s gymnastics class or mothers of my son’s track team. They are lots and lots and lots of women of just about every thinkable background and they all do things a little differently, but they all are doing their best for their kids. I wish it was not so easy for people to look negatively upon situations that don’t occur in their homes. Sometimes mothers are unconventional and sometimes they have a child with special needs and those needs demand that all rules that satisfy society’s ideas about motherhood be thrown out of the window. Most mothers are doing the best they can with what they have. What they have just might be different than what you have or I have.

The only bad thing about all of these sunny days

is that eventually one gets hot and at around the time one gets hot, other ones are just chomping at the bit to get on their nerves. That happened to me today. I came home from Nat’s first track meet proud, yet roasted and a little tired of telling Max, “Hey, we are over here. Stay over here.” Since that makes me more susceptible to tell people exactly what I am thinking as opposed to the edited, correct and kind version that most people who know me have come to know and love, I’m in my room for a time out.