Mothering on the Edge

Saturday, February 11, 2006

My sister's blog

My sister has a blog, which is updated much more frequently than mine, and she did this. I want to be cool like her, so I'm doing it too.

10 Years Ago:
* I was single, a sophomore at BYU, and had just finished my term as hall president of my dorm.
* I had finally managed to break off the worst relationship of my life--toxic in every way.
* I was getting good grades and had two great jobs editing (the year before that I had a string of sucky jobs: early-morning janitor, ice cream server, dry cleaner, etc.).
* I was teaching Sunday School for the first time and had a crush on my co-teacher (I got over it).
* I had long, dark brown hair and a pierced navel.

5 years ago:
* I had been married 3 years and had one child, a toddler that talked a lot.
* I had just trained as a doula and was beginning to teach childbirth classes.
* I was two months away from having a stroke that would change the way I see everything.
* I was "Sister Friendly" in my church's primary for children--my responsibilities included greeting children every Sunday and giving stickers to those that were sitting quietly.
* I had shoulder-length light brown hair and stretch marks.

1 year ago:
* I had 3 children (2 under 3) and we were living in a house we owned!
* I was taking my first midwifery classes: herbology.
* I was recovering from one of the worst anxiety/depressive episodes of my life.
* I was just starting to teach Sunday School to 10- and 11-year-olds, still my calling.
* I had very short dark brown hair...and weighed about 15 lbs less than I do now (not a good thing).

Yesterday:
* My 6 year old read me a chapter of a Judy Blume book.
* I coughed until my husband made me take medicine.
* I decided I should set up a co-op preschool for my soon-to-be 3 and 4 year olds this fall.
* I noticed my hair is to my shoulders again. It needs a color and cut...maybe I'll grow it long.

----I got bored and changed some things--------

5 things I've said that I never expected to hear anyone, much less myself say:
* "Yogurt sex...what a good idea." (for yeast infections, people!)
* "Get your feet out of the popcorn."
* "You can wear the skirt over your pants, but take the tights off your head."
* "Maybe you'll meet someone to marry in second grade, honey."
* "No matter what you say, you are still a girl."

5 things I hope they have at my funeral:
* a handmade casket
* white roses and jasmine flowers (I hope to die in June sometime so this isn't too expensive)
* someone singing How Great Thou Art
* sunshine
* a space for my husband's name next to mine on the stone, but not already carved in before he's dead. That's just morbid.

5 things I'm afraid of:
* going insane and not knowing it
* going insane and being painfully aware of it
* deep water (by deep, I mean more than 100 gallons)
* having a child die
* writing something foolish in a blog and not being able to get it back

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