The MODO ship has landed

When my husband and I finally deemed ourselves "ready" to start a family, nothing could fully prepare us for what that one little word entailed. Once our first daughter was born, I magically obtained the identity of Super Mom, trying to take on the world one temper tantrum at a time. Typical of our kind, I soon found I was putting everyone else's needs before my own.

Then came the birth of our second daughter, transforming me into a MODO (Mother of Daughters Only). Let the sagas of raising two girls begin! ...The emotional outbursts, pigtail pulling, boy drama, and catty girl cliques... It's bound to be quite an adventure, and made me realize the importance of finding a release. And so, a blog was born!

My stories are plucked straight from my personal experiences as a mother. But also as a professional writer with a background in the natural health industry, I may at times share some tidbits on healthy living simply because it's something I’ve grown passionate about.

Take it from me, a mom attempting to survive the preschool years while also tip-toeing around a testy toddler, building a solid support team can help save your sanity and your health. So leave the cape in the closet, laugh, learn and lollygag in a little "me-time."





Tuesday, September 21, 2010

'Twas the Night Before Race Day

'Twas the night before Race Day and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, except our “little mouse”
That mouse was Jaisa crying upon each hour
I quickly realized sleep was out of my power.

At 3 am I was still awake, having not yet slept a wink
Forget about running a race—I wouldn’t be able to think!
Now it wasn’t my back in pain
So much as the throbbing on my brain.

And then the clock struck four…
My alarm would go off in an hour more
Finally, I passed out from sheer exhaustion
At that point I might as well have forgotten.

There I was on Race Day
Dead as a door nail you might say
With just one hour of sleep in me
This race nearly brought me to my knees.

Each mile was a mighty struggle
When all I wanted to do was snuggle
Beneath the sheets and start all over
Thank goodness more races come in October.

Sadly, my time I did not beat
One minute more I pounded the street
But I FINISHED and made it alive and well
And have this dreadful story to tell.

What was bothering Jaisa so?
At the time I did not know
Later it proved to be a cold
How dare that virus be so bold!

To drag me down in such a way
Alas, I will have the final say…
On this, my next big Race Day!
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