Mom, Ma'am, Me

Happy Fifty, Suebob!

Way back in the summer of 2006, I attended BlogHer to meet up with some of my blogging friends.

As an introvert, I tend to stay in my comfort zone -- that is, spending most of my time in small groups, with people that I already know.  I'm not a big meet-and-greet kind of person.  And during certain moments at the conference, I was just completely overwhelmed with All. The. People. and was sorely tempted to run back to my room and hide.   (err, and I may or may not have done that at certain points...)

However, there was one new-to-me blogger that I completely connected with from the first moment I met her: Suebob.  I am not sure if I'd read Sue's blog before the conference, but her reputation preceded her -- everyone was telling me I should make sure to pose for posterity with the red stapler.  So when Suebob sat down near me with the stapler in hand, I knew who she was immediately. 

(Suebob by the pool, temporarily without her stapler)

What I was not prepared for was how easy it was to talk with Suebob -- how her warm demeanor made me feel like we were fast friends from the first moment we met.  It's one of the memories I most cherish from the 2006 BlogHer conference: sitting by the pool, chatting with Suebob.

Of course once I met the legend behind the red stapler, I started reading her blog.  Suebob's warmth is just as apparent in her writing as it is when you meet her in person.  And Sue is the consummate storyteller; she can have you in tears one moment and rolling on the floor laughing the next.  Whether she's talking about Goldie, telling an anecdote involving her coworkers, or sharing memories of her family, what Suebob writes is worth reading. 

Although I'm semi-retired from blogging these days, and don't get around to her blog (or any others) like I used to, I will always treasure Suebob as a dear friend.  Happy 50, my dear.

Thanks to Karen for organizing this birthday celebration! 

Couch Potatoes, Reformed

This spring, Mimi (who is now in third grade, believe it or not!) is in this amazing program called Girls On The Run.  It's designed to help third through sixth graders gain confidence, self-esteem, and athleticism while encouraging them to follow a healthy lifestyle.  Obviously, running is a huge part of their focus, and Mimi is training to run her first 5K in May.

Although Mimi has never been an overly athletic girl, she's doing really well so far.  We've armed her with new running shoes, some cool track jackets, and all the encouragement that two non-athletic parents can muster.  Tuesday afternoon she came home from school and announced that she'd run almost a full 5K.  Although some of her classmates are also in the program, she's found a new friend and running partner, a 6th grader who she seems to mesh well with.  And though the second half of third grade has been rough in many ways, both academic and social, she has definitely blossomed in this program.

Given Mimi's newfound athleticism, I guess I shouldn't have been shocked this evening when Mimi told me she wanted to join a sports team.  She isn't quite sure what she wants to try, but she wants to learn something.  "I want to be more healthy," she told me.  She first said she'd like to try hockey, since she can skate -- but despite my love for the sport, I'm not sure I can picture my skinny mini Mimi on the ice with a skater in full padding hurtling right at her.  So, I tried to steer her toward some other sports she might like, such as volleyball or lacrosse.  You know, kindler, gentler sorts of sports, where you're not likely to bust your head open on the ice.

As I tucked her in tonight, I promised I'd do some research about sports leagues for elementary school students.  I got down here to the couch and started surfing.  But as I started looking at different sports options for girls her age, I found myself ruling out anything that sounded too competitive or intense -- worried that maybe she wouldn't be good enough.  Fearful that she might hate it, she might get teased. 

Then I realized that I'm not being fair to Mimi -- I'm not even giving her a chance to try, much less succeed.  I'm projecting the fears of little Nancy, 3rd grader, on poor Mimi.  I always hated athletic activities, and was very self conscious in particular about any sports involving teamwork.  I'm sure you can guess who was always picked last in phys ed class.  It's amazing how some old scars never heal. 

So I'm gonna suck it up, and I'm going to let her try whatever sport she chooses (yes, even if she picks hockey) -- and I can't wait to see how well she does.

And you know, maybe there's still hope for this old couch potato, despite a lifetime of sloth.  Mimi's experience with GOTR has inspired me to get back off the couch and onto the pavement.  Last fall I took a local running class with my friend Chloe, and I was pretty proud of my progress.  We focused on strength training interspersed with running technique.  I hurt my leg in early November, and missed the last 2 weeks of class, but I've been back in training since early March.  My legs are firmer, I can run up those hills without getting winded, and I feel fantastic. 

Best of all, I can't wait to run the 5K with Mimi when she graduates from GOTR in May.  I think those couch potato days are well behind both of us now.

Previously on Mom, Ma'am, Me...

Your protagonist (that would be me):

... started a blog, giving it a decidedly awkward alliterative name;

--- discussed some of the challenges I face as a working mom;

... shared some silly stories about my workplace(s);

... laughed with Mimi and Rosie and watched them grow and change;

... enjoyed life with J (never, ever a dull moment!);

... leaned on my blog friends for support as I shared the story of Rosie's struggles and evaluations;

... struggled with exercise, unruly holiday guests, bloggeritis, end-of-vacation blues, bad hair days, head lice, public humiliation, blogging injuries, and complex craft instructions;

... invented new words, provided virtual therapy (for cats too!), had fun with graphs, compared preschoolers to soap opera stars, shared kids' party themes, made a fool of myself, questioned the motives of the muppets, shared my hints for living the good life, put the "mo" in "mom," played word games, defended crocs, and fought with the Wii.

... once in a while, I got serious too.

In future episodes, I'll be revisiting the world of the working mom, updating you all on Mimi and Rosie, and sharing more random thoughts.  Stay tuned!