September 28, 2006

NEVER Say Never

Filed under: Parenting, Funnies, Acting, Modeling, Emotions, Relationships, Marriage, Motherhood, ADHD — holly.schwendiman @ 2:02 pm

A quick view in the hindsight mirror, tells me this truth is something you’d think I’d have mastered by now. Without even thinking about it I can come up with an immediate list of things on my “I’ll never…” page (bear in mind these are all relatively new and/or recent!):

  • …own a minivan
  • …become addicted to soda
  • …buy into ADD/ADHD
  • …complain about being a parent
  • …spend more time on my computer than on my house
  • …be “too tired”
  • …let the TV or video game babysit my child
  • …take my daughter to another audition
  • …cut my own hair

I blame divine intervention for the minivan reversal. Fate struck a blow when my husband’s Camry got smashed between two cars and the rental put us in a minivan. Blast these sliding doors and made for travel machines! It took me a few days to realize that no matter how long I stood in front of my door it wasn’t going to open automatically like all the others. I can’t lie - I’m already dreaming of the next stage of life when I can have the slick car I want but for now the peace and sanity my minivan are giving me are worth every word I’ve painfully eaten.

I blame my husband and his family for the soda issue. I never had it around growing up. He and his family have (or should have) stock in soft drink and TUMS industries. Yeah - I’ve had indigestion since marriage too! I swore I’d never be one to open a can before 10 a.m. Now I’m trying to pride myself in adopting diet soda for fewer calories. *sigh*

Okay the ADD/ADHD thing is a “you deserve it” trick that I think I earned by formulating an opinion about something I knew nothing of. I heard the latest rantings of drugged kids and so many diagnosed kids that I thought it was just a blow off trend that had gained too much popularity. It seemed easy to diagnose a normal, busy and rambunctious child with the label and I was certain that environment and nurturing were the only real cure, everything else was a cop-out right? It was obvious that my daughter had a short attention span but I swore I’d never use medication. Yeah - I just returned from the pharmacy with her first refill. Know what else? I’ve learned that it’s not a label, it’s a real disorder. The areas of her brain don’t fire and talk to each other the same way mine do. What is naturally stimulated in my brain isn’t in hers, at least not without some outside help. The attitude of her just trying harder is like telling someone who needs glasses to see that if they’d just try harder they could do it. I’m still learning all the ways and methods to help open the pathways for her, but suffice it to say I definitely got shown a “told you so, dummy” in this arena!

The next two go hand in hand. I have a blog on top of my other websites and computer projects now. And of course, I’ve already complained on it. Heck, why stop there? I also blogged about being too tired yesterday! I figure I’ll just make up for quality what I lack in quantity. ‘Nuff said. I can also roll the next one in here too as I only got caught up this morning with e-mails and blogging because my 3 year old was so content to watch TV and play video games until it was time for school. Hmmmmmm, wish I could say I was sorry about that but we’re both happy!

E-yeah. That would be this past weekend. I did postpone the many requests for a year and I kept my checkbook home. I also skillfully avoided any discussion/agreement to me doing more coaching for her modeling/acting school. She’s happy and I figure I’ve got at least another year before we have to do it again. Besides, it leads me into my next comment as I got so many compliments.

Lastly (at least for today’s list), there’s the cutting of my own hair. With the 3rd grade bang massacre (who knew hair stretched 50% when wet?), I vowed I’d never cut my hair again. I went to beauty school and stuck with the creed. I worked in a salon and stuck to it. I became a stay at home mom and let go of it. I’ve been cutting and coloring (also an ‘I’ll never do that’) my own hair for over 11 years now. Strangely, I feel pride now when people ask who does it.

So what vows have you broken? By the way, if you vowed not to air dirty laundry now is a great time to break free. *smile*

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  1. Hmmm….

    I swore I’d wait to get married until I was 25, had a college education and a job that I enjoyed. Missed that by eight years… Well, I was 26 (the second time around);-) and I’m working on my degree as I type…

    And I swore I’d never but ever get divorced…

    Swore I’d never live in Yoo-taugh (lived here longer than I lived anywhere else, including the ‘Burg).

    Swore I’d never marry someone that had been born before JFK was assassinated (well, he was only four months old at the time) because he’d be…OLD.

    I’m sure there are others but those are the ones that stand out..

    Oh, I learned how to drive in a mini-van and have always wanted one (especially now with the automatic sliding doors!)

    Comment by Laura Bybee — September 28, 2006 @ 4:39 pm

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