I love Proud Mommy Moments don’t you?
I love asking other mommies (or daddies) to share a moment with me. I especially love it when they may have been frazzled, tired or on their last nerve and yet they still found something wonderful and valuable about that time.
Today, I have the great pleasure of welcoming Tracy from
In reading her bios she readily admits that she was a career gal who used to take on non-profits and fundraising in a single bound, and has become a mom to 2 children and a “mostly” stay at home mom.
I say this because I think she does more WORK in her position than I do at my Out of the House Job.
But it’s her smile that makes me adore Tracy. It’s Wide and Welcoming, it’s True and Trusted.
I met her because she is a fellow contributor at Just.Be.Enough.
Her words always make me think, they push me to write my own story, to be honest and real and to remember to be kind and generous with others. That is what other good writers and mothers do after all, they encourage you to open yourself up to to every experience and to be accountable for how we are raising this next generation of children.
When I think about her, I think about that phrase that “sometimes you get what you need” and when I met her, when her words started to be part of my every day, I needed them to remind and help me navigate my own motherhood.
Tracy, I’m so glad to have you here today, I am so humbled to have your words in my corner.
I give you Tracy and her truly BEAUTIFUL Mommy Moment:
When Kirsten asked me to write a Proud Mommy Moment, I did this crazy happy square-dance that in person would have looked like an awkward flail. So I’m thankful I was safe at my computer. All the same, I was thrilled, Kir’s response was, “It’s just me.”
And that’s part of what I love about Kir. She is warm and talented and inviting, and nowhere in that does she add ego. I love her focus on her family and how hard she works to keep her marriage strong. Thank you so much for including me in such wonderful company!
My proud mommy moment:
With two kids ages three and one, I spend a lot of time at the pediatrician’s office. At one point, the receptionist actually knew my voice on the phone. This is a big office, people. They get plenty of calls. But she knew my voice.
This office has seen me at my worst. These doctors are the ones who see me unslept. Unshowered. Anxious. They’ve seen me sob my way through postpartum depression. And they’ve withheld comment as I’ve bribed my kids with 47 snacks to survive a long appointment.
Last week, we had a double dose of croup. The kids were just sick enough to not be sleeping, but well enough to have insane levels of energy, especially from being cooped up.
I was frazzled as Abby broke the doctor’s tape measure. Austin took swipes at her laptop, bent on shutting it down. Neither kid had any interest in their crayons and coloring books, but instead seemed to enjoy opening the office door to try to make a dash down the hallway as I did my best to complete a sentence.
As a bonus, Austin, my youngest, pushed his sister hard and she staggered backwards, whimpering. I got down at Austin’s level, taking his hand.
He pulled away, ready to strike again. I took it more firmly.
I managed to keep my tone even as I told him, “Austin, we don’t push. We are gentle with each other. Can you tell Abby that you’re sorry?”
He grinned at her, “Sorry, Abby.” He hugged her tight.
For the next few minutes, all they did was giggle, hug and smile at each other. Over and over.
The doctor and I stopped talking about croup and just enjoyed watching them.
When she got up to leave she said, “You’re doing a really good job, you know?”
Well I’m teary, are you?
Tracy, this is exactly the kind of moment I dreamed of when I started this series, for all of us to find the extraordinary in the ordinary days.
Thank you for bringing it here and letting me share it here in the corner.
I’m so Thrilled to have you here.
Now that you’ve read just some of her amazing words, I invite you to get to know Tracy better:
Her Blog : Plight of the Suburanite
You can LIKE her Facebook Page
or have 140 word conversations with her like me on Twitter: @chimomwriter
Tracy, it was such a pleasure to host you today.
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