feelingfeisty: When you pick your kid up from...

feelingfeisty:

When you pick your kid up from the dojo and the first thing that comes out of his mouth (tearily) is, “I hit some kid that was making fun of me and made me mad and I made his tooth fall out. I think.”…and then he melts into a blubber and starts rattling on about how much he thinks he sucks and everyone is bigger and better than him at karate and he should just quit and he’s not good at anything…sigh.

Those moments suck. Those moments make me question this whole good parenting thing. Cause what I really want to do is pat him on the back, high five him and ask him how much he made the other kid cry. But instead I have to tell him to look the other way, be the bigger person, blah, blah, blah.

So now I’m on here ranting, but not after I made him dry up the tears, practice what he’ll do the next time this situation arises, and remind him that sometimes people suck.

Reality check, kid.

So I’m not sure if you’re following Jessica, but I first became aware of her last year, right around the time that Florida (gators) were playing LSU, I remember it clearly, she posted a photo of her in a LSU tee and I started following her. I didn’t know anything about her; I didn’t know she was married, or had children, or whatever. All I knew was that she was this beautiful woman who loved a team I implicitly hated. Over the weeks and months I learned more and more about her. We got to know each other through the ask feature of tumblr, and eventually became facebook friends, I learned that she was married (at the time not so happily, by my perception) had children, and was a Louisiana transplant living in Pennsylvania. Her husband, John, works in the oil industry and together they are raising two children (with one on the way) the best way they know how. The both of them are slightly younger than me, but in my opinion have lived a considerable amount more than I have. It’s interesting, to me too to follow Jess’s progress as a mother. She certainly doesn’t overshare, but she’s also not dishonest about her motivations and desires as a mother. She clearly wants the best for her children and is doing her best to raise them in a tumultuous world, which is probably one of the harder things to do in life. I’ve watched her grow and share over the past year, I’ve seen her find a love for photography (which she better pursue to the fullest or so help me!), I’ve noticed (or better stated—read between the lines) the positive change in her relationship with her husband and she’s even given me cooking advice (don’t bake chicken fried chicken). In short, if I were to be honest with myself, Jess keeps one of my all-time favorite blogs on tumblr, hands down. God bless her, and her family.

There’s no way I’d ever get to experience this without tumblr, so I’ll just go ahead and say it; Tumblr forever.

missfeisty