A friend recently forwarded an email to me titled "The Invisible Mother," a short essay comparing the tireless and often thankless job of a mother to the builders of Europe's great cathedrals. Both give their whole lives for a work they will never see finished, both make sacrifices and expect no credit, and both are fueled in their passion by the faith that the eyes of God see every detail. The writer of the essay was inspired by the thought that our endless efforts in motherhood, invisible as they may seem, are worth it and can make an enriching life.
For many of us, the way we choose to hold our invisibility at bay is by creating something tangible. For me, my days often end with knitting - my love of fiber and the need to do something relaxing end up producing something I can hold and look at. Nobody will know how many times I swept under the high chair that day, or how many toys I picked up, or how many times I tried to coax a "please" or "more" or "sorry" out of my 5 year old. But a darling, handmade infant hat? That you can see.
I start new projects every day, and my 10 year old does the same. In this process of creating (and yes, often not finishing our projects!) we connect with each other and a bigger picture of ourselves in the process. My plan for this blog is to share the projects that excite me and bring some accessible proof of my existence in this invisible world of mothering!
So, this blog is dedicated to the mothers out there whose days are filled with the minutia of tasks that build our children and our families. I often tell people that I haven't decided what I want to be when I grow up. But for now, I am the builder of a great cathedral. With every shoelace tied, lunch packed, and forehead kissed, I build.
And I can hardly wait to create something new...
Monday, April 18, 2011
Happy Birthday to Me!
Rowan was my event planner this year, and a wonderful one at that. We invited Dad to come for the weekend, and Rowan helped me ready the house on her day off from school Friday, as well as helped me make my birthday cake. To celebrate Earth Day on Saturday and my big day on Sunday, we made a Compost Cake. (Worms and all!)
It was quite chocolaty and delish, and I'm not worrying about how many calories it was!
We celebrated Earth Day in Lee's Summit, at the KC Kite Festival. It was awesome, and the weather cooperated perfectly. If only I'd remembered the camera. :P (Dad took pictures, so I'll have to snag some from him later.) Sunday, I awoke to a pile of presents ready to be opened. Rowan was SO excited, that I opened the ones from her first. (She kept disappearing into her room all week to "wrap" - I ended up with several items from her room that she felt she could part with.) She also made me a "Memory Journal and a "Family Journal" that are too cute for words.
She also got busy after breakfast creating a game for my 'party' called "Pin the Ocean on the Earth." CUTE.
We each got our own piece of ocean, and took turns trying to get them in the right spot whilst blindfolded. Here's Rowan having her turn:
I opened a fabulous gift from my Dad (remember when he showed us how he bent wood?) He made me a gorgeous, one-of-a-kind bird feeder for our back yard - something that had been on my wish list for awhile! Sunday after our picnic lunch and walk at the Overland Park Arboretum, we attached it to the post and got it anchored in the ground. Love it! It sits in full view of the windows at our kitchen table - I haven't seen any birds on it yet, but I'm sure they'll find it soon.
I had hoped my white azalea's would burst into bloom by my birthday, but they're holding out. Loaded with buds - any day now we'll get the full show!
I've got our Daisy meeting after school today, so between birthday prep and meeting prep, I haven't had time to do much crafting outside of the lace sweater. I have completed the body and one sleeve, and am a few inches into the second sleeve. Maybe, maybe, I'll have it done for Rowan to wear on Easter. We'll see how the week goes!
Time to sign off and tackle a few more things around the house (oh, with all the coming and going and picnics and walks and presents - the house is a GIANT MESS) before Brynn's sitter arrives. And I might have to eat one more piece of cake...