{"id":3541,"date":"2009-01-02T20:48:32","date_gmt":"2009-01-03T03:48:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/?p=3541"},"modified":"2009-01-02T21:15:49","modified_gmt":"2009-01-03T04:15:49","slug":"my-black-spandex-is-always-on-hand","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/2009\/01\/02\/my-black-spandex-is-always-on-hand\/","title":{"rendered":"My Black Spandex is always on hand."},"content":{"rendered":"

Will and I lifted the spoons at the same time, but I retched first.\u00c2\u00a0 He bolted to the bathroom sink, I to the kitchen sink further away.\u00c2\u00a0 Both of us sputtering and coughing and tearing the taste from our tongues.\u00c2\u00a0 All the while screaming to Kate, DON’T EAT YOUR CEREAL!\u00c2\u00a0 No worries, Paul had given her cereal yesterday… so she already knew the milk was bad.\u00c2\u00a0 She just didn’t know how to tell us, besides asking instead for goldfish and cheese for breakfast.<\/p>\n

Then there was the dishwasher exploding, filter clogged up with calcium from our hard water.<\/p>\n

And then there was the park, our highlight of the day, which started to look crummy as we pulled and tugged cooler, bike, scooter, helmets, and kids across the grass… pausing only when Kate decided to stop directly on a red ant hill.\u00c2\u00a0 At least she was cool and calm as Will and I danced around her, striking ants from her shoes and legs.\u00c2\u00a0 For a second, I threatened leaving the scooter and going on to play without it, nearly launching Will into a panicked cry.\u00c2\u00a0 I was reaching a limit.<\/p>\n

It looked like the start of one of those days, the kind of day early in the year that makes you wary and maybe threatening.\u00c2\u00a0 Like, 2009, if you’re going to behave like this, then I am so totally not inviting you to my birthday party! <\/em><\/p>\n

But Emmy<\/a> came over and helped us carry our beaten selves to the flagpole, where friends and kids awaited.\u00c2\u00a0 No big commotion.\u00c2\u00a0 It’s normal people that I care about, with kids I care about, just being who they are.\u00c2\u00a0 After awhile my head settles down and I’m natural again, chatting and chasing kids.\u00c2\u00a0 I suddenly feel how relaxed I am, and get that it IS okay and it’s just fine that I can’t be perfect every second.\u00c2\u00a0 It’s okay that although I can completely get the big picture, sometimes it’s hard to take a step back and remember it.<\/p>\n

I’m starting to feel better.\u00c2\u00a0 I am who I am.\u00c2\u00a0 It’s okay that I have limits.\u00c2\u00a0 It’s okay that somedays, the little things threaten to break me.<\/p>\n

Then in the middle of conversation, Will approaches.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Mom?”<\/p>\n

“Yes, Will?”<\/p>\n

“Miles and I want to know if you will be Catwoman so that we can be Batman and Robin.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

And now I realize that I am more than okay.\u00c2\u00a0 Because clearly, I am also one sexy Momma.<\/p>\n

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Will and I lifted the spoons at the same time, but I retched first.\u00c2\u00a0 He bolted to the bathroom sink, I to the kitchen sink further away.\u00c2\u00a0 Both of us sputtering and coughing and tearing the taste from our tongues.\u00c2\u00a0 All the while screaming to Kate, DON’T EAT YOUR CEREAL!\u00c2\u00a0 No worries, Paul had given […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[142,86],"tags":[229,137],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3541"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3541"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3541\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3547,"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3541\/revisions\/3547"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3541"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3541"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.coldspaghetti.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3541"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}