On Sheards, Sheroes, and Momductivity


Hello Blogosphere.  Another one of those "first posts" here.  I have been thinking about what I would write on my blog for quite a few months now, procrastinating because it had to be epic and it had to be attention grabbing and it had to convey a little part of my soul. Also, I had to create the blog.  I thought I had created a blog many moons ago (nope, eaten up by cyberspace somewhere) when I was procrastinating finishing up my Master's Degree and also procrastinating giving birth to our first bambino (he was late, just like I am late to everything)...and though I was hoping for this amazing first monologue, I aim to disappoint today.  Rather than shoot for the stars, we should all just follow a popular political figure's actions and shoot from the hip - because at least we'll hit something.  And we'll hit it fast.  Eventually I will have an epic post that will end in a virtual mich-drop.  But until then, I am going to write about whatever was going through my head today.  You will find I am quite the profound intellectual thinker, concerned primarily about why I have hormones that do things I don't want them to (and how I fight back!), as well as why I have many heroes and sheroes and why productivity is the bane of my existence.

Today I had a meaningful text conversation with my sister, in which we determined that we don't know why women sometimes grow beards (dare I call it a sheard? Yes, I do), but we know it's a real thing and we happen to know some people that deal with this crisis daily.  I will not mention any names.  We already know who we are.  Even Adele has mentioned her sheard growing powers.  She named hers Larry, but blamed pregnancy (see http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-3511944/I-call-Larry-Adele-confesses-grew-beard-getting-pregnant-jokes-facial-fuzz-name.html).  I can only blame my DNA.  And that is as far as that thought went today.  But it was there.

Onto Sheroes and Heroes - I am a religious lassie, and have been very glad for everything Jeffrey R. Holland - https://speeches.byu.edu/speakers/jeffrey-r-holland/.   I often binge-listen as I go about my day changing diapers and trying to be the best mom ever.  He is real, real eloquent, and reminds me that some days I may feel like I suck, but it's all a matter of perspective and belief.  As for sheroes, I have many.  Today, my sheroes are all of the unnamed mothers at the playground.  Not sure how they got their kids to learn how to crawl and walk - but they're awesome. And those wood chips your kid ate?  They'll digest I'm sure! Shout out to park-going-mamas!

And lastly - momductivity.  This is what I am- momductive.  I have not yet earned my "pro" card (to be "productive"...see what I did there?  Thought all day about that gem).  Now, some moms are so productive.  But I am a mom and can't seem to get anything done ever...except for complain.  I do that well.  My momductivity is apparent in how long I have put this blog off..the blog I thought I had already made but didn't actually create apparently...One day, I will earn my "pro" card.  Will it require 6+ children and years of sleepless nights of training and an admirable sheard?  Bring it on.

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