Confessions of a Professional Mom

Confessions of a Professional Mom

Professional mom seeking clarity, balance and a well deserved glass of wine.

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You Are My Sunshine

September 26, 2012 , , , , , ,

You are my sunshine, baby.You are my sunshine
My only sunshine
You make me happy
When skies are gray

You’ll never know, dear
How much I love you
Please don’t take
My sunshine away

Scraping the sugar off the bottom of the cereal bowl, cinnamon toast, hot dogs boiled in a pan, helping mom wash dishes in the blue kitchen (it was the 70’s), wearing her high heeled shoes and jewelry, ringing a bell when I needed something while laid up in bed with the Asian flu, her beautiful singing voice, rubbing my back and playing with my hair during church, singing “White Coral Bells” at bedtime….these are just a few fond childhood memories I have of my mother. These are the things I remember the most.

Ever wonder what your kids will remember about you? I do too.

One particular memory I hope they hold dear is singing “You Are My Sunshine” at bedtime. Our bedtime ritual with the girls has always been to read a few books, turn the lights out, sing some songs and pray or talk together before going to sleep. I don’t know if I got into a rut or just need to learn some new songs, but two of my standards are “White Coral Bells” (from my childhood) and “You Are My Sunshine”. Ivy (my 5-year old) loves to belt them out with me. Her little voice melts my heart.

Funny, sometimes I am so overwhelmed with my own crap (deadlines, clients, housework that needs done, the sleep I didn’t get the night before, self-loathing and the other chatter in my head) that I just don’t seem to have the energy to carry out our little ritual. I just don’t feel like singing. I have nothing left to give. “Lightbulb”! (think “Despicable Me”)

How can I be too tired to do one of the things that they’ll cherish most some day. How can I not muster a little more energy for this very important time with them.

I sure don’t want them to remember me always being too tired to spend time with them and complaining all the time. Always being too drained. I hope they have great memories of their childhood and of their super cool mom who always had time for them no matter what. (Ok, so the super cool part I just threw in there – BONUS)

What do you remember most about your mom? Time with her? Singing? Supporting? Being whipped into submission with a shoe?

Here’s to finding the energy we need to create a lifetime of memories.

Stay sane, my friends.

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Oh My God! Okay, you just made me tear up. My grandmother used to stand me on top of the kitchen counter and sing You Are My Sunshine to me, and at the end I would jump off of the counter and into her arms. It is one of my greatest memories….hence it is the song that I sing to J and A at bedtime…and yes she also threw shoes at me when my sister and I jumped on the sofa while she was on the telephone with my aunt but couldn’t reach us because telephones back then were attached to the wall! xoxo my friend. I’m sure your kids have MANY wonderful memories.

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September 26, 2012

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