Lala

In case this image fails to show, it’s going to be because I’m experimenting w/ linking to the Picture People’s online image of the photos that we had taken over the weekend. We’ll see how long it works.

So the long holiday weekend is coming to a close tonight, and I’m sad. Not that I’m not looking forward to the week ahead, but somehow the “vacation” time never quite lasts long enough. This has been my general thought during the day today; however I’ve been reading tonight, and I realized that I should be thankful for the job that pays the bills and the flexibility that this gives me.
And I am very thankful!
From here this entry takes a turn towards my inner musings…still no funny posts, sorry. I definitely have had more time on my hands recently because I have started doing a lot of thinking about random things again–something I haven’t really had time for since I started doing the music at church and definitely since Peapod was born. (Could it be true that the cessation of breastfeeding actually stimulates brain activity that has lain dormant since the baby’s birth? Hmmm…)
However stimulating the thought process is, it gets me into trouble occasionally.
My life, or at least my thought life, would be a lot less perturbed if I merely went along with the flow of my life, just like it is today. Nothing new, nothing to change the status quo. However, I’ve been recently thinking about why I’m doing some of the things that I’m doing in my life, and this causes me to question the status quo. Sometimes this is a result of good influences that cause me to question the inmost motivations for my actions; sometimes I think it’s a result of my soul’s nature and its propensity to be dissatisfied.
I’ve been thinking about mothering, staying at home with my kids, and why I’ve made the choices I’ve made in this area. I’ve also ventured into thinking about church and my role there–as a woman, as a mother, as a musician, as a member. I’ve been thinking about holidays, and their purpose.
Obviously I’ve been doing a lot of thinking. Probably too much.
Oh well, it’s late, which is when I do most of my best thinking, but I should go to bed. I started this post off intending to talk about mothering and some to of the stuff I’ve been reading online, like this quote,

“Despite high levels of satisfaction and powerful feelings about the importance of what they do, mothers do not necessarily feel that others in society appreciate them, value them, or attend to their needs. Fewer than half of the mothers surveyed (48%) reported feeling appreciated most or all of the time, and 19% said they felt less valued by society since becoming mothers. Additionally, more than half of the mothers surveyed said society is not doing a good job of meeting the needs of mothers, children, or families. “

I know, I know, you’re thinking it’s from a liberal think-tank and that it has a bias towards the disadvantaged, non-white mother, however, it did hit a nerve with me, although I am not disadvantaged nor am I a person of color. I totally identify with the part about not feeling appreciated and feeling less valued. I could write for way too long about this, so I’ll have to save it for another time. I’ll talk your ear off, if you really want to hear about it…poor Adam. If you made it this far, thanks for humoring me by reading my musings!! Good night.