“Although our intellect always longs for clarity and certainty, our nature often finds uncertainty fascinating.”
Archive for February, 2011
Four months ago a friend of mine from Brown invited a group of us to Cabo for a weekend getaway.
I was thrilled.
The twins would be 11 months old and I could scoot away for a few days easily!
They’d be fine.
So would Madison (13), Sagey (7) and Phoenix (4).
Philippe was a love and said wholeheartedly, “You should go! We’ll be fine. I’ll just hunker down and camp out here with the five kids for the weekend. We’ll have fun!”
He booked my tickets on points that night, and I was ecstatic.
My friends AND a beach!
I’ve never left my five kids. Ever.
This would be big.
Fast-forward two months.
I looked ahead in my ical as I was scheduling a video shoot for Foodforthought.com, and saw CABO in pink (of course) on March 3rd, 4th, 5th, and 6th.
My stomach dropped.
A feeling of dread filled my body as my heart sank.
A reaction like this I did not expect.
“What’s going on?” I asked myself.
“Why the dread? Why the pit in my stomach? What’s the fear?”
Then it hit me––my fear spoke loud and clear, “My twins aren’t going to be ready for me to leave them in 8 weeks . . .they’re still nursing five times a day! How can I leave them? How can they go four days without nursing, and without Mommy?”
When I saw my ex-husband the next day I mentioned my ambivalence about the trip (he knows all of the friends from Brown with whom I was slated to getaway).
“Oh, yeah, reunions like that are hard,” he said, and then he went into a whole thing about how this and that reunion with this and that friend turned out to be a drama because of this and that.”
“No,” I explained, “It’s not that at all. It’s that Dakota and Montana are nursing so much and I’m so blessed to be able to nurse twins so easily and I don’t want to leave them without nursing––and me! –– for four days and I don’t want to lose my breast milk.”
He continued on with more stories about reunions, as though he hadn’t heard a thing I’d said.
Some things never change.
I ruminated about Cabo for a day or so––very unlike me at this point in my life after a lot of yoga and letting go. I usually have clarity quickly and if not, I let it go until the muddy waters settle, as the Tao recommends.
Then I asked the Universe for help, and I did let it go. I set an intention to stop thinking about it, and had faith that the answer would come.
My departure date for Cabo is now three days away.
I have no clarity.
On Saturday I thought I did.
I was talking with two of our servers at Prana Restaurant (eatatprana.com), and one of the servers said, “I don’t have kids, but I think you should go!” while the other, a new Supermom to a three-month-old son, told me she was heartbroken because she’d lost her breast milk while she’d had the flu for five days.
“You’re my divine intervention!” I told her. “I’m not going. I don’t want to lose my breast milk.”
But then that night, as I was falling asleep, my Spirit whispered, “Go. It’ll be OK. The twins will be fine. Face your fear. Dust off that breast pump and make sure it works and oh, buy a bathing suit because Girl, you ain’t got one that fits!”
Well, maybe my Spirit didn’t talk exactly like that, but that was the gist of it.
(I’m a minimalist and have one bathing suit, and it’s the one I wore while pregnant with the twins, so a shopping trip would be necessary if Cabo were in the cards.)
Now if you’ve read my blog, you know that I ALWAYS listen to my Spirit.
Or almost always.
So why not now?
Why no clarity?
I’m not sure, but I will be.
At the perfect time.
That I DO know.
“Praise the bridge that carried you over.”
“If the only prayer you said in your whole life was, ‘thank you,’ that would suffice.”
“Gratitude helps you to grow and expand; gratitude brings joy and laughter into your life and into the lives of all those around you.”
“When you are grateful fear disappears and abundance appears.”
“Feeling gratitude and not expressing it is like wrapping a present and not giving it.”
William Arthur Ward
“Learn everything you can, anytime you can, from anyone you can – there will always come a time when you will be grateful you did.”
“Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today, and creates a vision for tomorrow.”
Soon you can read Super-mom’s words on BOSTONHERALD.COM.
It is with great joy and gratitude that I share with you that I am now officially a BOSTON HERALD blogger.
My blog, called BEST LIFE EVER, is debuting this week, so stay tuned.
I will blog frequently on BOSTONHERALD.COM and often include videos. I will also have a QUOTE OF THE DAY. You can find my blog in the LIFESTYLE section.
I will also be writing for THE BOSTON HERALD newspaper, so stay tuned for that as well.
Yes! Of course I will continue to write Super-mom.com. It’s near and dear to my heart, as is every one of you.
Love, light, and have the best day ever!
Taylor plus 5
Super-Mom Michelle Ormes:
First, let me say that I think every mother is a super-mom, although we rarely give ourselves credit for our daily heroics. We’re more likely to think about what we didn’t get done, what we’d like to do better, how our mommy friends must have it more together than we do, and on and on. The self-imposed guilt and judgment are the regular stuff of my meditation and reflection on and off the mat. But that’s a topic for another time.
I’m the very grateful mother of two boys (Owen, 9 and Dani, 7) who keep me hopping, somewhat hip and laughing. Who knew, at 44, that I’d know (and could discuss with great interest) the intricacies of Lego Ninjago, use “Kung Fu Panda” quotes in my yoga classes and enjoy the antics of Greg Heffley. But that’s me. I love being a mom and I LOVE being a mom of boys. Boys, with their boundless energy, curiosity, uncontrollable need to move and their cuddly sweetness, are the best! There’s truly no greater purpose in my life than to help my boys have the confidence to be happy in their own skin and to live a life filled with gratitude and compassion.
My definition of what a super-mom is has changed significantly in the past year. Until the middle of 2012, I defined it by my ability to balance a demanding corporate career with motherhood – I was proud of keeping all the balls in the air and not dropping any. I would marvel at all that I could accomplish before 6am. But that life left me alternately feeling accomplished at my ability “to do it all” and feeling unfulfilled and empty. I felt like no one was getting the best of me; my work, my husband, my kids.
So, after years of thinking about it and feeling “not so super”, I quit my job. I followed my heart and took a huge leap of faith. I got my yoga teaching certification. I took the summer off and played with my kids. I stopped rushing. I’m nicer (so my husband says . I pick my kids from school. I have far less money but the work I do now actually helps people. And now I feel like everyone is getting the best of me (or so much more than they ever got before).
So my definition of super-mom now is being someone who is following her path, setting an example for risk taking and listening to her heart and intuition. Now, I’m completely present in ways I never was before . I am grateful beyond words for having the opportunity to take this chance (not everyone can) and I don’t take a second of it for granted. But here’s what I’m learning – the way to be the best mom is to be true to who and what I am. The universe will show me the way. If I can teach that to my kids – then I really will be super.
- My Definition of “Super-Mom”
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