Archive for April, 2009

Life of College Mom — Part 4

Friday, April 24th, 2009

        A Day in the Life of a College Mom Part 4…. Fulfillment         Sometimes, when I walk around the school campus, I feel out of place. Not because people aren’t kind. Not because no one smiles at me, or because anyone, makes me feel unwelcome. It’s not for any other reason, than I seem to be an average of 10 years older than everyone I meet. I laugh at times, when I listen to the conversations around me. When I hear students talking about their lives outside of school. It seems, that outside of my world, life is one big party,and I’m not invited. I don’t mean that in a “feel sorry for myself” kind of way, because believe me, I’ve had my party days, and I wouldn’t want them back. But in some ways, I want to relate. I am on a different level, it seems, when it comes to why I’m here. In general, everyone I meet does take school seriously, in that they want to pass their classes and get good grades. But aside from that, their goals don’t seem to be crystal clear. There’s always time for that, right? Life is short, why waste one’s youth on being too serious? But for me, that moment has passed, and the future and my part in it is ever so omnipresent. I worry that I’ve waited too long. I worry that I can’t keep up. I worry that this younger generation is going to pass me by, and I’ll still be here. Here struggling with biology, with math, and yes, with finding that balance.         This delicate balance, between being a mother and being a student has to be fine tuned for it to work to my advantage. I have to get it down to a science, or I will find myself on the edge of something completely out of control. I remind myself that this is just the beginning and I do have time to work out these kinks, but on the other hand, every second counts when I have a stack of homework to finish on my left side, and a stack of laundry to fold on my right.         If I can ignore that nagging voice in my head that keeps reminding me about how long it’s been since I cleaned out the refrigerator, or         how the laundry basket full of unfolded socks has just become the norm for us (instead of me folding them and putting them away) I can ignore the voice that tells me to hurry and catch up with everyone else. I can realize that life is not a smooth running operation. I can come to terms with my struggles and go with the flow, instead of trying to control the chaos.         Last night, I put sabrina in a bath, and while it was running, I went in my room to catch up on some biology. Getting caught up in learning about the differences between DNA and mRNA, I naturally had no idea that she had gotten out of the tub to find a barbie to play with, and that the water from the tub was sloshing over the side and creeping under the bedroom door, until my socks got wet. (she usually calls me when it starts to get too full) So, there goes another 20 minutes of study time, and instead of grumbling about it, hey,at least the bathroom floor is clean now, right?         I was truly caught up in a research assignment that I was working on for sociology this afternoon, and I consecutively burned 6 batches of cookies in a row. It just seemed that every time I put a fresh batch in the oven, my mind simply refused to remember that they were there. So, although I was near tears at the frustration of it all, I salvaged them and decided that maybe they weren’t really burnt, just a little darker than usual. My family must really love me, because every last one get eaten. Either that, or they are so desperate for home baked goods that they barely noticed.         So, when I walk around the campus, and I overhear a young group of girls laughing and talking about the incredibly fun weekend they’ve had partying and sleeping in, I remind myself that I did that once too, and now, I have a new kind of party happening. One full of overflowing bathtubs and overcooked sweets, but a family who is along for the ride.It’s worth it to me, that I can’t make it to the bar for a game of quarters and pool on Saturday night, and spend Sunday with the invariable hangover that lasts all day, because I’ll pour a glass of wine, cuddle up with my family, and fell as fulfilled as if I had.   

Cinco de Mayo — Get Ready — Pronto!!

Tuesday, April 21st, 2009

El 5 de Mayo

 

            Coming soon to the CR campus will be a celebration of Mexican heritage with the annual 5 de Mayo festival in the Lakeview Room. It will be a two day event, beginning on May 4th at 3:30-4:45 pm by Cynthia Hooper and her presentation on the relationship between the United States and Mexico. She will also lecture over the issues of water, economic development, and the environment. But that is just getting things started.

            On May 5th, at 11:30-2 pm, the real festivities start. The program will consist of a variety of events celebrating the Mexican festival. At 11:30 there will be a Mexican buffet. Following the buffet, there will be a full program of music and dance, student essays and poetry, and also a theatre performance put on by the CR Spanish 2B students. All are invited, and all activities are free of charge.

            5 de Mayo is a celebration of the great Mexican victory against the French in 1862, contrary to the popular misconception that it is the National Day of Independence, which is September 16. The holiday commemorates the Mexican army’s unlikely defeat of the French forces at the Battle of Puebla, in which the French outnumbered them 2-1. 5 de Mayo is celebrated worldwide, though not an obligatory federal holiday in Mexico.

            5 de Mayo is an awesome celebration of Mexican heritage, hopefully we all can take something positive away from it this year and have a learning experience from our neighbor to the south’s culture.

 

By Frank Skeen

The College Mom Lives — The Latest Installment

Thursday, April 16th, 2009

                                                                                                                Mary BaughA Day in the Life of  College Mom….                                                                                                          REFLECTIONS

          There are moments lately, when I find myself reflecting. Not necessarily about the big things that are important, like family, my health, paying bills or the state of the economy, but about the little things. I actually find humor in the fact that I can’t remember the last time that I took a leisurely shower, or how many times I ignored my incoming phone calls because I didn’t have time to talk. These days, it seems like school  is the bottom line. School seems to take the front seat, and everything else takes the back. The guilt that I feel over that fact hits me sometimes, and that’s when I take an extra 20 minutes to read two more stories to Sabrina, instead of just one, or I take the time to throw the Frisbee with Collin instead of telling him “I don’t have time right now.”

            It feels indulgent to me now, to take the extra time with the kids, whereas before school, it was just normal, and taken for granted.

            Is this what it is like for everyone in college? Is life sort of on hold, and the dreams and aspirations that were so clear before, slightly dim and fuzzy now because the report that is due is the only thing you can see clearly?

            So, it is Saturday afternoon, and my nose is in my Biology book. I am trying so hard to grasp the concept of Meiosis, and I’ve had to pee for 20 minutes. I keep holding it, though,  because I know that once I get up to go, I’ll realize that the base of the toilet desperately needs washing, and I’ll notice the dried up globs of toothpaste all over the bathroom counter that need to be wiped up. Then once I walk downstairs to empty the overflowing trash can, I’ll notice that the kitchen garbage and the recycle container are both overflowing too, and they need to be taken out. Then on my way back inside, I’ll get clawed by the cat because his cat food dish is empty, and while refilling that, I’ll remember that dinner isn’t going to cook itself, and while the phone rings off the hook from loved ones who are checking to see if I’m still alive, I’ll forget what Meiosis even means.

            These are the moments when reflections tend to take place. When I realize that sitting on the toilet has become a moment that I appreciate. When I long for a shower that lasts longer than 5 minutes, and when I actually sit down to eat.

            I think my husband Garth put it bluntly to me one day, when I was overwhelmed, and he said; “Remember, you still have a family.”

            I reflect on the fact that I sort of have what is commonly referred to as ‘Supermom Syndrome’ I cant humble myself by accepting help.

            For years and years, I did it all. I woke up at the crack of dawn and roused up kids, got them dressed, fed, bathed, and off to school. I spent the day taking care of a baby, feeding chickens, hanging clothes out to dry, and making homemade bread and cookies. There was never a mess in my kitchen and the beds were always made. The laundry was always clean and folded, and I even had time to paint and quilt. I made dinner from scratch every night, and had a wonderful garden every summer.  Now I can’t even remember when the last time I washed my hair is, and when I catch Garth doing the dishes I snap. I get mad because I feel guilty, and I don’t want to admit that I can’t do it all. There are moments when I realize how lucky I am, to have a partner who willingly shares the load that I always bore, but the reality is, that I want to be able to give more than is humanly possible.

            So at the end of the day, when it comes right down to it, life is what it is. I can spend my time feeling guilty for how things are, or I can enjoy the little moments of indulgence, and those times that I can reflect on life and how lucky I really am.

 

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Thursday, April 16th, 2009

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Thursday, April 16th, 2009

                                                                                                                Mary BaughA Day in the Life of  College Mom….                                                                                                          REFLECTIONS

          There are moments lately, when I find myself reflecting. Not necessarily about the big things that are important, like family, my health, paying bills or the state of the economy, but about the little things. I actually find humor in the fact that I can’t remember the last time that I took a leisurely shower, or how many times I ignored my incoming phone calls because I didn’t have time to talk. These days, it seems like school  is the bottom line. School seems to take the front seat, and everything else takes the back. The guilt that I feel over that fact hits me sometimes, and that’s when I take an extra 20 minutes to read two more stories to Sabrina, instead of just one, or I take the time to throw the Frisbee with Collin instead of telling him “I don’t have time right now.”

            It feels indulgent to me now, to take the extra time with the kids, whereas before school, it was just normal, and taken for granted.

            Is this what it is like for everyone in college? Is life sort of on hold, and the dreams and aspirations that were so clear before, slightly dim and fuzzy now because the report that is due is the only thing you can see clearly?

            So, it is Saturday afternoon, and my nose is in my Biology book. I am trying so hard to grasp the concept of Meiosis, and I’ve had to pee for 20 minutes. I keep holding it, though,  because I know that once I get up to go, I’ll realize that the base of the toilet desperately needs washing, and I’ll notice the dried up globs of toothpaste all over the bathroom counter that need to be wiped up. Then once I walk downstairs to empty the overflowing trash can, I’ll notice that the kitchen garbage and the recycle container are both overflowing too, and they need to be taken out. Then on my way back inside, I’ll get clawed by the cat because his cat food dish is empty, and while refilling that, I’ll remember that dinner isn’t going to cook itself, and while the phone rings off the hook from loved ones who are checking to see if I’m still alive, I’ll forget what Meiosis even means.

            These are the moments when reflections tend to take place. When I realize that sitting on the toilet has become a moment that I appreciate. When I long for a shower that lasts longer than 5 minutes, and when I actually sit down to eat.

            I think my husband Garth put it bluntly to me one day, when I was overwhelmed, and he said; “Remember, you still have a family.”

            I reflect on the fact that I sort of have what is commonly referred to as ‘Supermom Syndrome’ I cant humble myself by accepting help.

            For years and years, I did it all. I woke up at the crack of dawn and roused up kids, got them dressed, fed, bathed, and off to school. I spent the day taking care of a baby, feeding chickens, hanging clothes out to dry, and making homemade bread and cookies. There was never a mess in my kitchen and the beds were always made. The laundry was always clean and folded, and I even had time to paint and quilt. I made dinner from scratch every night, and had a wonderful garden every summer.  Now I can’t even remember when the last time I washed my hair is, and when I catch Garth doing the dishes I snap. I get mad because I feel guilty, and I don’t want to admit that I can’t do it all. There are moments when I realize how lucky I am, to have a partner who willingly shares the load that I always bore, but the reality is, that I want to be able to give more than is humanly possible.

            So at the end of the day, when it comes right down to it, life is what it is. I can spend my time feeling guilty for how things are, or I can enjoy the little moments of indulgence, and those times that I can reflect on life and how lucky I really am.