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shaz on Friday, June 15, 2007 at 02:56 PM
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When I look at my kids, it’s usually with love, usually I see little gems, little miracles, precious little faces looking back at me with adoration. Usually.
Yesterday I gave another mom some advice to get out of that “nobody understands the mother” mood. I tried to sound like I was so together and totally knew what I was talking about, only I feel the same way. Kind of.
There are those moments when I just want to scream at everyone in my house, I just wish for some peace, some alone time, not alone time with my husband, but just with me. I wish not to hear the constant nattering of kids, the “mommy, he hit me!”, “mommy, he’s touching your stuff!”, “mommy! I don’t like you!”, the times I just don’t want a hug, or even to be touched, or spoken to. You know, alone, is it even possible?
I can see myself drowning in depression sometimes, the lows are very low, and last so much longer than the highs. Since I’ve felt this sadness before, I am able to stop myself. Almost.
Finding my escape is difficult at times, like when I put the kids to bed and then they end up in the office with me 5 minutes later, like when my mommy-senses have shut off for the day but the kids clearly didn’t get the memo. Peace seems a million miles away, especially when anger is right there tempting me. Daring me.
It would be so easy to blame everything on my husband, because really, men have no concept of the pains of motherhood, or the strain of being called wife and daughter in law, the utter emotional exhaustion that comes from being ecstatic one moment and miserable the next. Can I blame it on hormones?
My escape can come in the form of a shower, pretending that I have some really urgent work and leaving my kids with my husband, or like today, just going to pick up my eldest son at school and going out with just him for a bit. Granted, the last one was not my idea of ‘me’ time, but sometimes we have to make the best out of what we have. I guess.
Small escapes can be refreshing if we allow them to be. How do you get your little escape in the day?
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shaz on Thursday, May 31, 2007 at 06:27 AM
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Though I am a bit uncomfortable with its close resemblance to the real thing, and bothered by the water wastage, nothing is as much fun as a family water fight!!
I like the fact that these come in cool sea animal shapes and don’t look like a real gun.

Can you say ‘unfair advantage’!!

He’s just too yummy!!
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shaz on Friday, May 04, 2007 at 01:51 AM
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Tomorrow, I am doing the 24 hours of Flickr
Join me! 
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shaz on Tuesday, April 10, 2007 at 05:13 PM
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So, yes, this is my precious workspace that took 4 months to be completed. Just pretend you are greatly impressed! 
You can find the less attractive side of the workspace here with some notes.
Since I’m now working from home’n’all, I need a workspace… and seeing that we’ve only had guests in the spare room 3 times in the 5 years we’ve been here, I figure an office is a wiser use of space!
My husband’s desk is against the opposite wall, and the kids also have their little play area in the corner of the room, which is usually a complete mess but they don’t really interfere with our stuff too much…
Yes, Everything is from IKEA!
Desk (4.5’ in length) – AS-IS section, $10!!!
Shelf (5.5’ in length) – AS-IS section, $15 (it is really a door, so the bottom of the shelf looks nice with the panels and the cabinet lights)
The other things I got were the brackets for the shelf, the lights, notice board, bin… the final cost was about $97!
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shaz on Friday, March 30, 2007 at 12:44 AM
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Today, I was lucky enough to wake before the birds, and I sat in the office with the window slightly open so the cool, gentle, spring breeze was flowing in… and I was able to work, until I heard the birds singing…
I was filled with the wonder of creation, the amazement of a sunrise, and the inspiration that comes with the dawn.
Happy Friday! 
much more eloquently said, secrets of dawn by Maliha