The one where she gets wierd and weepy about every thing

Things have been rushing by fairly seamlessly as of late, so there isn’t too much to report. Not to say that every second is sunshine and roses, anyone with small children knows that is a lie. But we’ve been busy and the kids are growing healthily and happily and time is flying.

My Oma has gone back home to her sewing and her GSN. I particularly have to thank my friend Wendy who hit it home to me that I should treasure the time she had with us. It was fantastic to have the kids get to know her better and watch her really enjoy them. Grandparents aren’t with us forever, and certainly not great grandparents. Ray won’t remember her staying with us and possibly Noah won’t either – but I will definitely treasure it always. When I was a kid I loved spending time with her – playing cards, drinking tea, doing puzzles, dancing the polka. She was certainly my most involved and treasured grandparent. And watching Oma down on the floor with Noah putting a puzzle together really brought it back in an emotional way. She’s getting pretty forgetful and her health isn’t what it should be so I fear our time with Oma is limited. I need to remember how much our attentions mean to her and try to continue to make time for her.

Also in Eggerts household news - I got my overly-connected ass a Blackjack II smartphone and can now check my email and read blogs endlessly from wherever I’m at. It is sweet. However I’ve had issues with commenting on blogs for some odd reasons and it’s too much to really blog from my phone because that is a hella lotta typing on tiny little keys. But the phone is great. I love him. I call him Bob. Soon I won’t remember life before him.

My post on Facebook got a lot of thoughtful, smart and sweet comments from folks – some on the blog and some off. Thank you all for that. It really did help reading what you wrote. It made me realize that what I’m facing isn’t just a SAHM thing – it’s more about being an adult and reconciling your current self with the projected future self you had in high school/college. It seems we all have issues with that. And also it’s a bit about labels and how we are all so much more than an occupation and a bunch of statistics. Or even a bunch of Mommy blog posts for that matter. It really is only a treasured few people in our lives who get real and complete pictures of who we are at any moment. I guess that’s why it seems so weird to get back in touch with people who you felt really knew you at 20 but couldn’t possibly fathom you at 34. But life is truly a journey and parts of us are ever-changing and ever-adapting so it would be weirder still to be the same person. We can just hope to be truly content with who we are now – and at this point in my life I am more content and proud than I was in any other. And that speaks volumes.

Oh! And - Noah is insanely sweet and smart and Ray is the funniest, cutest little thing ever. How’s that for a kid sum-up? Ahhh… you have to check the Twitter stuff to get more info on what the kids are up to. It’s too hard to remember it all when I sit down to blog.