I’ve written before about the joys of work, the importance of being smart, sassy, full of joy and life beyond the boundaries of motherhood. And that is all still so true. But something has shifted and changed lately. Something like this is happening to me.
Is it Summer? The fun we’re having at our new trailer playing in the pool and riding bikes and making ready for Kindergarten?
I look at all of my daughters and love them of course, but recently I’m overcome with my like for them. Bubbles with her laugh and potato body and smooth silky hair, Talky with her personality and her demands and her language skills, Tempest with her soulful eyes and sweet joyful laugh.
And Kindergarten. Is. Coming. We’re getting shots, buying uniforms, making ready for school. School!! As a confirmed school junkie (the rules, the assignments, the grades, the teachers), the thought that my bright little girls get to enter the golden kingdom of education fills me with joy joy joy!
And somehow that makes us closer. So close I can smell them on my clothes and see them in my mind’s eye…. compare whatever I’m doing while away.. measuring it up against time with them.. their worth.. And everything. Everything is coming up short by comparison.
Welcome friends. I’m starting Redsy and leaving behind CrankMama to put more authenticity back into my writing.
I’m marking this new endeavor with a countdown to BlogHer 2007, that fabulous event only a few days away where I’ll get a chance to meet some of the wonderful people of the blogosphere that have become friends, confidantes, and laugh out loud revolutionaries in my living room each night.
So… welcome… and make sure to send me your blog links again so I can put you on the pretty “Reds” list.
You’ll still find me writing at Babble and contributing to Imperfect Parent. Those columns will now be written by Redsy, but it’s still me
Warmly,
Rachael
I’ll be 39 in a few days. What is there to say about 39 except ‘Thank God it’s not 40.’ How unoriginal. I’m not sure how much Man Candy will be necessary to see me through, but for some reason it does feel better than 35. And if you’re “only as old as the boys that you feel” than I’m not a spit over 35. So THERE.
And turns out since teens today are such chubs, I actually only feel embarrassed sashaying around the pool in my swim gear because of the octogenarian fitness freaks with 6 pack abs.
I think I’ll have some chips.
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Meanwhile, I made my reservation for Blogher finally and plans are shaping up (I have a roomie and plans for drinks and to reconnect with some grad school pals). You going??
Since we’re about to launch the first annual CrankMama Man Candy Contest, I wanted to make sure the nice ladies didn’t feel neglected. The ladies, after all, are primarily who I love in blogland. Here are some of my absolute favorite reads:
Avery Lane — Because Paige is a sassy writer with a heart of gold
Pundit Mom — Because Joanne is smart and incredibly insightful and also very cute
Redneck Mommy — Because she likes to talk about wild monkey sex and is real pretty
O the Joys — Because when you have a grillion blogs in your feedreader and pack a mean photo-shop while raising 2 kids you’re my kind of girl
Dooce - Because say what you will, this girl is farkin talented and hilariously funny
City Mama — Because Stefania is a great writer, mother, and fun as hell to work with at Babble.
Arkie Mama — Because Bill Clinton isn’t the only good thing to come out of Arkansas
