Susan gets a grip

bubbles

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Susan was stunned to have met her mother.

After all these years!

And it turned out she knew her mother

and found her abrasive.

Susan put her mind to a clean-out and tried to understand.

She scrubbed furiously.

laundry

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Vesta was her mother.

She hung the bedding on the line.

Snobby Vesta.

White Vesta.

high modern photographs

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Susan was light brown.

But a white mother?

She bundled up the baby and went to the A&P, shopping yet lost in her thoughts. She put away the groceries, laundry, toys, mail, and was grateful for bedtime at last.

 

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About Funnermother

I am queen of the helicopter parents. But there are enough of us that we are becoming a social problem. Here’s my story. Thing 1 was coming, they couldn’t stop him, it was only 24 weeks and 3 days. Someone asked: should we try to save him? Well, yes. Yes! Ten days later, a team of doctors closed the door behind us to explain brain bleeds, sepsis, meningitis. Shall we pull the plug? Well, no. No! Babydaddy laid hands on him every day, massaged him when he was ready. For the three months he was in intensive care, and the three weeks at an intermediate hospital, I would get up in the night and pump breast milk, thinking about my baby across town. Babydaddy delivered it every morning, earning the name “milkman.” It was funny. We had every therapy going for as long as possible: early intervention, the intermediate unit, private therapies. Terms multiplied: sensory processing dysfunction, sensory integration problems, orally defensive, auditory sensitivities, comprehensive developmental delay, cognitive function impairment, retinopathy of prematurity. He did occupational therapy, physical therapy, speech therapy, play therapy; we consulted with a neurologist, school psychologist, wraparound service provider, developmental specialist. He worked with an occupational therapist for a year and a half to tolerate teeth and hair brushing. Not surprisingly, parenting didn’t feel natural. I learned to read to my baby watching Phyllis, our physical therapist. Voices, commentary, labeling colors, counting… she was very good! Merging professional research skills with my genetic propensity for silliness (mom was class clown, dad’s distantly related to Lucille Ball), my mothering style came together. Eventually. But I still channel Phyllis on occasion. Thing 2 was full term. They are complete opposites; she is a sensory seeker with a wild sense of adventure and an inventive sense of fashion. Keeping them both busy and happy is an exasperating and sweet challenge. I still believe that every day can be fun and educational while reinforcing kids' boundaries. I’m on a mission to save us helicopter parents from ourselves. No more bubble wrapped kids and guilty parents. Let’s teach them coping skills. Let’s get fun.
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8 Responses to Susan gets a grip

  1. Patrice Dunckley says:

    What a lovely presentation of lovely things! Now I will need to catch up from the beginning so I can follow the story…and I am looking forward to it.

  2. Wendi Kelly says:

    Intriguing! I gather I stepped into the middle of a story! Feels like walking into someone’s conversation and not knowing what is happening! It will be fun learning more.!

    • Hi Wendi, and yes, the handmade selections I highlight are held together by a serial narrative — hopefully I’m introducing new folks to the handmade community! Thank you for reading! xx Angela

  3. Angela LOVE how you’re using compelling creative story to showcase your goods. Can’t wait for the next installment. xoxo

    • Thank you, Elaine! They are actually others’ goods, lovely items from Etsy. I’m trying to bring new folks into the handmade community. I really have a good time with both the text and the items. Mine only make an occasional appearance, but I’ve made some great things happen here. Thanks for stopping by! x a

  4. So this is what happens, when you let your genius lead you! Oh, I like it!!

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