I felt like Aaron Rodgers’ mom!

I wanted to share a short story about what happened at my son’s soccer game.

It was the first soccer game of he season that I could attend.  My son had been a little disappointed that he had to sit out during the first few games of the season.  But it seemed that the new coach was starting to understand his strengths and skills.

The coach did put my son in this game, in his defensive position (left back).  The game progressed and I saw my son in action. He seemed to be doing his job well. 😀

During the second half, the coach swapped him out for a taller defender to match the opponent.  The team was still doing well although it seemed as though the opposing team  was getting more chances to come up to the goal.  Then, I heard a dad sitting next to me comment “Oh…Number 15 is out!” meaning that the defense was slightly weaker.

I smiled ever so slightly but I was BEAMING with pride on the inside.  My son was being referred to by his uniform number!  At that moment, I felt like Aaron Rodgers’ mom. 😀

I shared this feeling with my son on the car ride back adding “But I am your mom!”.  His reaction was classic!  He said, “Mom…” he shook his head and smiled.

Can you blame me though?



Once upon a time…

Once upon a time

I was a baby

Milk and a clean diaper was all I needed

Once upon a time

I was a a toddler

Food, random objects and a clean diaper was all I needed

Once upon a time

I was a child

Food and toys was all I needed

Once upon a time

I was a high schooler

Food, friends and good grades was all I needed

Once upon a time

I became a young adult

Food and graduating from college was all I needed

Once upon a time

I found my first job

Food and proving myself was all I needed

Once upon a time

I got married

Food, a home and proving myself was all I needed

Once upon a time

I had children

Taking care of them and proving myself was all I needed

Now I have t(w)eens

Life is not about approval from others

Taking care of the family is still a high priority

Taking care of “me” is a concept that has now dawned upon me

Food is still something I need! 😀


Too much to do…too little time

Isn’t that the truth?   (Sigh!)

This is the story of many peoples’ lives.  I will share examples in mine and conclude with a potential solution.

The general itinerary:

  • Cooking (I actually enjoy this…when I don’t have 537 other things to do.  Custom orders can also diminish enthusiasm in this area.)
  • Daily cleaning (having a dishwasher is great…if only the dishes could find their way into and out of it!)
  • Spring cleaning (This takes me a duration of two weeks because I have some rats, I mean, pack rats in the house.   Where’s a cat when you need one? 😀)
  • Laundry (Goodness, I can’t keep up with this.  It was so much easier when the kids’ clothes were super tiny…and I could tell the difference between the adult and kids’ clothes.)
  • Play the role of Mom (Now this deserves a WHOLE post.  For now I’ll say – 24 x 7. Some of itis physical effort and most of it is mental effort e.g. being the primary Calendar app for their activities!)
  • Spend some quality time with the spouse (this would also deserve a WHOLE blog post)
  • Work (40 hours a week.  Some weeks are more demanding than others which translates to the energy left for home duties)
  • Exercise (the benefit of my half marathon training schedule is that I am doing this 3 to 5 times a week.  It is probably doing my health a whole lot of good so I can’t eliminate it totally)
  • Blogging (recently cut down from a daily cadence to twice a week 😔. This is my creative and social outlet.  I usually turn here for interesting reading material.)
  • Keeping in touch with family and friends.  
  • Miscellaneous

The solution:


We can’t get to everything and everyone all the time.  If we don’t, we often feel like we’ve failed.  

When we succeed, we are probably killing ourselves (or our peace of mind) to do it – but hey, atleast we’ve checked off everything on the list right?  The real question is, “At what cost?“.  What are YOU left with at the end of the day?  If it was worth the price, great…if not…hmmmm.

I leave you (and me) with that million dollar question.

Enjoy the rest of your weekend!


Dear Daughter

A friend of mine is expecting a baby girl. What a special time! If I were writing the book “What to expect when you’re expecting”, I would warn the expectant mother that pregnancy naturally draws peoples’ attention and nurturing tendencies. This sometimes presents itself as advice and opinions that falls into two categories – useful and not-so-useful.   Continue reading