Friday, January 28, 2011

Feel Good Friday – “Thinking of You”

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This week started off really good! I did my first guest post for Erika at The Girl Next Door Grows Up. I felt so honored that she wanted me to write something for her blog. Being a Stay-At-Home-Mom, I don’t receive a lot of recognition for much of anything. I mean, I don’t expect The Babes to say, “Thanks for making this delicious lunch of cheese, bread, and crackers with a side of fruit.” Harrington does say things like “Bathroom look great!” or “Wow! You did five loads of laundry in one day? You are awesome!”

Although it’s thoughtful, receiving a compliment on my ability to use cleaning products and a rag does not give me the same charge of excitement as someone liking my writing.

So, thank you, Erika! That definitely put a spring in my step!

I got another little boost in the form of a text this week.

To make a long story short, I have a fear of raw chicken. I am known throughout my circle of friends and family for this crazy fear. (But just so you know, I have devoted these next eleven months to getting over this. Because it was getting out of hand. A post for another time).

So my friend texted me, “Cooking chicken. Thinking of you.”

We went back and forth, and she told me we could practice on the two organic chickens in her freezer and drink some wine.

How sweet is that?! Something about that just struck me as so kind. Friendships become tricky when you add the motherhood factor into the mix, so often times, I (and I assume other mothers as well) don’t get a lot of face time with friends. So when I get a text like that, it means the world to me.

In that same vein, my favorite Anonymous poster (otherwise known as Aunt Diane) sent me the greatest “just because” card. Maybe you’ve seen it. There’s a woman dancing on it saying that when she’s president everything will be decided in a dance-off. Then the inside of the card says, “You’re going to be my vice president so better start practicing your moves.” Then she wrote that she saw this card and thought of me.

For no reason. Just thought of me.

I feel there are some tectonic shifts occurring in the foundation of my support system. It’s sad and happy, scary and exciting.

Either way, when I get little rays of sunshine during this foggy time, I feel a lightness that I haven’t felt in a long, long time.

Have a great weekend!


Michelle said...

Oh, I just want to give you a hug after reading this post. We moms forget that we have the most important job in the world. And yes, you should be proud of using cleaning products

Erin Janda Rawlings said...

Aw, thanks, Michelle! That is just so sweet! And you are right, we should be proud using cleaning products well. See, *I* am even taking me for granted!

New York Mama said...

It's always wonderful to be appreciated & thought of & be aware of it! I bet you are pretty amazing with cleaning products & a rag!!If you keep the chicken thing goal in your consciousness, it will get better and eventually pass (sooner than later).
When I was @ 16, my boyfriend & I always liked to help my Mom prepare the many dishes that she enjoyed making. The three of us enjoyed this together. But any meat ESPECIALLY POULTRY GROSSED ME OUT EWWWW. So my Mom taught my boyfriend how to do everything with the chicken. I always observed & remember my Mom plucking or burning feathers of the skin, as well as squeezing out impurities, etc.
Lucky for me I married that boyfriend & for sometime he always prepped the chicken. Now I don't know when it all shifted.But throughout our 31 + years of marriage, I actually enjoy prepping the chicken, now. I can even debone an entire chicken (if needed). Point being I believe if you set yourself that goal of not having the chicken bother you, you will succeed. Just have lots of spray bleach on hand (like me)!
Although I've said it before, want you to know that I think of you always & know you are an amazing Mom & Being!!! xo

Anonymous said...

Very sweet post, Erin!

If someone ever gets ill when I make chicken it is because I have tried to poison them ;-) I have a fear of undercooking chicken so mine is always cooked to about 190!!!

purplume said...

This post is a sweet tribute to the goodness you attract.
It won't accept my comment through my wordpress url only through Google.

RN Mama said...

Congratulations on guest-posting at Erika's:) You did a great job!

I don't touch raw chicken either...or any raw meat for that matter! Let me know if you're able to overcome this phobia:)

Erin Janda Rawlings said...

@New York Mama, thank you!!

Erin Janda Rawlings said...

@The Girl, Bwhahaha! My chicken is often super well done, too!

Erin Janda Rawlings said...

@Purplume, Your comments always make me feel warm and toasty inside. Thank you. I'm sorry that you couldn't use your wordpress url. I checked my settings, and they were OK. Blogger must have been having a bad day :(

Erin Janda Rawlings said...

@RN Mama, thanks for the compliment!! And as for the phobia, I will keep you posted.

Amy said...

UGH!!! Raw chicken...just the thought of it has me queazy. I bought a couple of organic whole chickens a while back, and then I realized, Oh crap...I have to hack into these poor birds. It was more than I could handle and I had to call the husband in for reinforcements.

Also, do you ever watch that show "My strange addiction?" There was a guy who, FOR YEARS, only ate raw meat. INCLUDING CHICKEN!! I swear, the images are burned into my brain and I am forever haunted by them. UGH!!!

Erin Janda Rawlings said...

@Amy, I think I threw up in mouth just a bit when I read that. Ick.