I watched my daughter cheer today. It was her first time on a football field, also her first time in front of fans. The smile on her face was so bright and happy! She yelled loudly, shook those pom poms, and kicked as high as her legs would let her. She was proud to be wearing her uniform. Even though she had no idea what her team was doing behind her on the field, she cheered like they were winning the Superbowl! She was one with a group of girls who have put in crazy amounts of time to practice together to be great. It was awesome!
There is no feeling quite so incredible as watching your child's joy. It's magical. My goodness, it makes me remember my moments. Everyone has those moments; whether they are in front of many people or just the most important person. I hope that my daughter will remember her moments. Sometimes they are the encouragement that keeps us chasing dreams, because they are full of pride and give you the feeling that failing is not an option. Thank you Calli, my ten-year-old, who reminds me everyday that anything is possible!
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Hero
A hero.
Today I created the Hero Bloomsie. It's a collection of blue baby clothes with firetrucks and police cars on them. Across the bib is the word Hero. It made me think of all of the heroes that surround us. Most are strangers that somehow, with what they do in their daily lives, will quietly touch our own and make it better. They are the soldiers at war fighting for our country. They are the mothers and fathers who, everyday, work hard for their families and love their children. They are the people who make a difference in a child's life. They are the people who make a difference in anyone's life. They are the people who fight for a better tomorrow. They are the cancer patients who bravely fight a battle they can't see. They are the people trying to find a cure, both the researchers in the labs and those who are raising money for the research. A hero can be the battered woman who takes her kids away from hurt. A man who says that's enough. Or a friend who is always there. Heroes are our elders who remind us of our history. They are those who inspire us to be great. They are the people who unselfishly give themselves even when there is not a prize to be won. Heroes are real people. Like you and me. We can be heroes to someone. Champions of a cause greater than ourselves.
I think of my heroes. They don't wear capes (although I think that they should), and they don't have great names like Superman and Wonder Woman (although they could). What they do have is my respect and gratitude. For when things get tough and I need a boost to get me through, they are always there. I would create a Bloomsie to represent each of these people if I knew there would be babies wearing them!
Who's your hero?
Today I created the Hero Bloomsie. It's a collection of blue baby clothes with firetrucks and police cars on them. Across the bib is the word Hero. It made me think of all of the heroes that surround us. Most are strangers that somehow, with what they do in their daily lives, will quietly touch our own and make it better. They are the soldiers at war fighting for our country. They are the mothers and fathers who, everyday, work hard for their families and love their children. They are the people who make a difference in a child's life. They are the people who make a difference in anyone's life. They are the people who fight for a better tomorrow. They are the cancer patients who bravely fight a battle they can't see. They are the people trying to find a cure, both the researchers in the labs and those who are raising money for the research. A hero can be the battered woman who takes her kids away from hurt. A man who says that's enough. Or a friend who is always there. Heroes are our elders who remind us of our history. They are those who inspire us to be great. They are the people who unselfishly give themselves even when there is not a prize to be won. Heroes are real people. Like you and me. We can be heroes to someone. Champions of a cause greater than ourselves.
I think of my heroes. They don't wear capes (although I think that they should), and they don't have great names like Superman and Wonder Woman (although they could). What they do have is my respect and gratitude. For when things get tough and I need a boost to get me through, they are always there. I would create a Bloomsie to represent each of these people if I knew there would be babies wearing them!
Who's your hero?
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
What's the Plan?
I am a creature of habit, I like my life to have a plan.
This was a line in a blog that I read this morning from Guru Mommy. What is my plan? To have a loving family, raise happy & healthy kids, have a successful career, a clean house, and run a marathon in 2 hours and 40 minutes. Is this a plan or are these goals? What's the difference? Maybe a plan isn't as big as a goal. Maybe a plan is as simple as the daily list. Things that I am planning to do, hope I do, and if I don't, well... I make a new plan for tomorrow. I've called myself a Wedding Planner and an Event Planner without ever even considering the word plan. What's the plan? I don't know exactly, however, I am sure that it involves getting the kids back to school so that I can get back to planning... something.
This was a line in a blog that I read this morning from Guru Mommy. What is my plan? To have a loving family, raise happy & healthy kids, have a successful career, a clean house, and run a marathon in 2 hours and 40 minutes. Is this a plan or are these goals? What's the difference? Maybe a plan isn't as big as a goal. Maybe a plan is as simple as the daily list. Things that I am planning to do, hope I do, and if I don't, well... I make a new plan for tomorrow. I've called myself a Wedding Planner and an Event Planner without ever even considering the word plan. What's the plan? I don't know exactly, however, I am sure that it involves getting the kids back to school so that I can get back to planning... something.
Monday, August 24, 2009
Just My Routine
Top Five Things to do today:
1)wrap a few more Bloomsies
2)set up my product photo shoot with Peter
3)ask my customers to write some reviews.
4)run
5)school shopping
Sitting at the laptop first thing in the morning, with a hot cup of coffee beside me, and logging on has become my morning ritual.
On my to do list there are a thousand and one things to focus on and the nice thing is I have learned, from experience, that I won't get to everything today. Well... probably not tomorrow either. Having accepted this, logging on is a much more enjoyable task. I go to facebook and check on my friends. I love reading their updates. Even though it's not a physical connection, there is something comforting about them being there. These people, I have known many of them for a long time, are people I wish I could talk to everyday. Everyone is something amazing.
After checking on the friends, I go to The Bloomsies page. Suddenly my mood changes and I start talking to myself. I haven't got enough fans... I need to update this... I need to do that. Wow, this is not as relaxing as the Stephanie Malnack Tastad site where it's more giggle, respond, and giggle some more. Bloomsies has become my work. A little more serious. A lot more time consuming. Unfortunately, I don't have the go-get-em attitude. I have a very hard time putting my job first. There is no, "I'm going to go lock myself in the office for five hours to get these things done" in my physical make-up. Sometimes it is frustrating because I don't have it, but maybe it's a blessing too. Each Bloomsies is happy. When I have just finished one, I like to call the kids in to admire it, and tell them how cute this one is. Isn't it? They both usually nod and go about their business. And I smile. Maybe someone will use it as the inspiration for a baby shower and will decorate in bright blue, fuchsia, and lime green. Their guests will be amazed and the mother-to-be will cry with delight. Maybe. This is where my work takes me.
With a buzzing brain I happily log off for the morning. It feels like an accomplished morning already. In my mind I've had coffee with friends, pondered over some work detail, visualized success, and am now ready to continue with my day. The kids will wake up and we'll do something fun together. Probably school shopping. On the way, I'll drop by the post office to ship my latest Bloomsies order, and later will come back to my work after a good run. The day takes shape with my morning routine and I'll look forward to doing it again tomorrow.
1)wrap a few more Bloomsies
2)set up my product photo shoot with Peter
3)ask my customers to write some reviews.
4)run
5)school shopping
Sitting at the laptop first thing in the morning, with a hot cup of coffee beside me, and logging on has become my morning ritual.
On my to do list there are a thousand and one things to focus on and the nice thing is I have learned, from experience, that I won't get to everything today. Well... probably not tomorrow either. Having accepted this, logging on is a much more enjoyable task. I go to facebook and check on my friends. I love reading their updates. Even though it's not a physical connection, there is something comforting about them being there. These people, I have known many of them for a long time, are people I wish I could talk to everyday. Everyone is something amazing.
After checking on the friends, I go to The Bloomsies page. Suddenly my mood changes and I start talking to myself. I haven't got enough fans... I need to update this... I need to do that. Wow, this is not as relaxing as the Stephanie Malnack Tastad site where it's more giggle, respond, and giggle some more. Bloomsies has become my work. A little more serious. A lot more time consuming. Unfortunately, I don't have the go-get-em attitude. I have a very hard time putting my job first. There is no, "I'm going to go lock myself in the office for five hours to get these things done" in my physical make-up. Sometimes it is frustrating because I don't have it, but maybe it's a blessing too. Each Bloomsies is happy. When I have just finished one, I like to call the kids in to admire it, and tell them how cute this one is. Isn't it? They both usually nod and go about their business. And I smile. Maybe someone will use it as the inspiration for a baby shower and will decorate in bright blue, fuchsia, and lime green. Their guests will be amazed and the mother-to-be will cry with delight. Maybe. This is where my work takes me.
With a buzzing brain I happily log off for the morning. It feels like an accomplished morning already. In my mind I've had coffee with friends, pondered over some work detail, visualized success, and am now ready to continue with my day. The kids will wake up and we'll do something fun together. Probably school shopping. On the way, I'll drop by the post office to ship my latest Bloomsies order, and later will come back to my work after a good run. The day takes shape with my morning routine and I'll look forward to doing it again tomorrow.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Therapy is My Run...
Today my mind is racing. Thoughts of having to be bigger and better are overwhelming and making me feel claustrophobic in my own self. I put on my shoes and go for a run. I let those thoughts race through my mind. With each step a thought surfaces, I let it linger there for a moment, ponder it, and then allow the next one to replace it. Those thoughts fade away as my pace quickens and breathing becomes more difficult. I am away. Away from the thoughts that fill my mind and keep me from being productive. Away from anything that is not physical and out here on the road. My six miles of therapy. The only thing to worry about is moving my arms and conquering the next hill. Time goes slowly. I consider the pain in my knee and push forward. Like the thoughts before it, the knee becomes part of my movement and that is all. A run for me is like everything else, harder to begin than to finish. I finish. After this run I have a clear mind, a stronger body and am prepared for whatever is today. It is a new day. I am a new person. Fresh. And I have a surprising thought that inspires me to get to work.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
A mom building a company
This has been a productive morning, Bloomsies! is on Etsy and has a facebook page with a fan list. It's exciting to watch things develop. Though each step is slow, I take one at a time, and find comfort in the daily accomplishments.
It would be easier to build this little company without the kids running crazy around me and arguing when they get bored. I suppose many women and men have sat at their own computers with the same thought. When time seems like a thing that you can't get enough of and the choices you make have a direct impact on either the family or the company. Is there time for both? This is a question I ask over and over again. I will find an answer and I hope that it is YES!
Today though, maybe the kids need some extra time and they will get it. Off to the park!
It would be easier to build this little company without the kids running crazy around me and arguing when they get bored. I suppose many women and men have sat at their own computers with the same thought. When time seems like a thing that you can't get enough of and the choices you make have a direct impact on either the family or the company. Is there time for both? This is a question I ask over and over again. I will find an answer and I hope that it is YES!
Today though, maybe the kids need some extra time and they will get it. Off to the park!
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