Tuesday, October 19, 2010

#1, baby

A friend of mine with a radio show (which you can check out here) posted this article. Ask me if I'm surprised that #4 is teaching and #1 is being a working parent. Nope. This particular week, I believe that very easily, considering I've spent an hour in the hospital waiting for my youngest to have a CAT scan, which caused me to miss getting my grades finished and to call off classes for tomorrow.

He's fine, by the way. Well, he's in pain, but it should be fixable. But stressful? My life? Please. Lately, it's my bread and butter. I will never get my grading caught up... if I could just get full time somewhere so I can cut back on the amount I work. (no you didn't read that incorrectly)

And anyone reading this already knows me, so I guess I'm just ranting because tonight it feels good.

In closing, I will say this: At least with both teaching and being a mom, the rewards outweigh the stress.

Friday, October 8, 2010

On Wings and Things

Why do we all talk about having wings? The broken wing has been so used, it's a ridiculous cliche. Bound to earth is what we are. But lately, I feel so much nearer the ground, heavier my footsteps, solid and plodding. If I had wings, I wouldn't consider them broken; they'd be wet, porous and soaked clean through, heavy and weighing on my shoulder blades and neck, pressing me to the cement and the blacktop I walk on to class each day.

I am nearer the earth on days like this. And it's not sad, it's just an awareness of the force of my steps and their effect on the earth. My clarity clears and clouds with the sky.