A Patchwork Life

At the End of the Tunnel

06 Jun 2009 4 Comments

by Jackie in all about me, blogging

I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel, and I’m finally convinced it’s not a train.

I finished up my grades today for Single Sex School,which is a huge weight off my mind, and am trying to wrap up all the loose ends for my own girls– sending off the Brownie registration checks, remembering to donate for gifts, scheduling playdates and half-day pick-ups. I’ve also spent a fair amount of time this week working on an end-of-year project for one of my girls’ classes. A few weeks ago, one of the mothers in Sophie’s class sent out an email saying that she was compiling a book through Blurb.com that would be a memory book available for anyone to order. All the first grade classes spent time recently writing self-profile poems, and in the book, each kid’s poem would be scanned in next to a picture of them, kind of like a yearbook. When I got that email, I had two thoughts almost simultaneously: What a cool project! and Man, Lucy’s going to be so disappointed when she sees Sophie getting such a neat book and she doesn’t.

So you probably know what I did next– I volunteered to put together a book for Lucy’s class too. The Blurb software has been really easy so far, and I think it’s going to be really awesome when it’s finished. We’re going to give one of the nicest, hardback editions to the teacher, and I’m making sure there are versions available at different price points. This is not a sponsored post, but if the finished project is as nice as it looks on the software, I’d heartily recommend Blurb for similar projects, especially if you’re not a big scrapbooker or even that good about baby books (the next project I’d like to tackle with Blurb).

So this week while I’ve been spending so much time in bed or resting, I’ve been putting together Lucy’s class book. And to be honest, I’ve really enjoyed it, but I felt funny blogging about it. Oh no, I thought, is this the kind of post people make snarky “mommyblogging” jokes about? Is this a “privileged PTA mom” post? Are people going to think I’m overparenting or smothering or helicoptering or whatever term is current?

Then I decided to let it go. Maybe it is one or all of those things, but it’s where I am, and who I am, and what I’m doing. One of the nicest parts of being where I am in my life these days is that I’m happy with who I am, where I am, and what I do, and what better venue for that than my narcissistic personal-mom-teacher-blog?