The Adventures of Supermom® talks Life.
{How long have you been a parent?}

The Adventuers of Supermom®I’ve been a parent ALL of my adult life.  All of it.  {mostly}

I was married at 19 and became a mother ten days after turning 20.  Here I am 41 years old and all four of my kids are in school and one is even out of the house and a mother herself.

What am I supposed to do?


Crochet?  Create a business?

Binge watch Netflix?

Get a job?



Join a cult?

I am doing some of those.  I binge watch Netflix while crocheting.  If I could figure out how to crochet while reading then I would have it made.  {Perhaps even with Netflix as background noise.}

I tease.

I’m torn.  I don’t know what I am supposed to do as my kids are leaving the nest.

I don’t even know if I’m good at blogging anymore.  I don’t make money from it but time to time we gets lots of neat things in the mail.  I’ve been blogging for eleven years and even though it has given me amazing memories and allowed me to do things I’d have never had the chance to do, I still don't know if I want to continue.   I’ve done the Polar Bear Plunge on Coney Island on New Years Day {TWICE}, driven a dog sled in Duluth and I’ve tried to ski in Aspen, I’ve been IN a chocolate factory even though I didn’t recreate the I Love Lucy scene and I’ve met some pretty cool people in this journey.

Am I meant to keep doing it?  I don’t think so as it takes everything in me to make myself sit down and blog.  Perhaps I have lost interest.  Who knows.  I just know that it doesn’t make me happy anymore.  Maybe it is time to close that chapter in my life? 

I love crocheting and I love yarn.  I even created a business Wooly Clouds Crocheting in hopes of selling the beautiful things that I crochet.  I had hoped to roll out this venture this Fall/Winter but I am no where ready so it may have to be pushed back until next Fall/Winter.  I don’t want to half ass do something.  I want it to be perfect.
I know that I could put more time into crocheting and I would have been ready to share the site with you to shop but I have doubts.  I’m dooming myself even before I start. 

Will anyone actually buy what I am selling?  Am I wasting my time?  What if I fail?  What if I wasted all that time and precious yarn giving people the opportunity to say “I told you so”?  I’m conflicted.

Yep, I’ve spent countless hours watching Netflix the past 14 months.  I have been down with an issue so I’ve spent a lot of time in bed.  Crocheting and watching TV shows and movies.  {shrug}  Such is life.

Raising the kids and taking care of my spouse and the house is a full time job.  I do not get paid with paper money but it’s still a job and takes up all of my waking moments.  I may be on the couch crocheting but I’m still on duty.

My kids do define who I am as a person because I am always a mom first.  Being Michelle is just something I can do in my spare time.

It’s been eleven years since I’ve held a “real” job.  I miss is.  I miss interacting with people, a routine, a skill and I miss the money {of course}.  Recently I’ve applied for a part time job as a cashier and I hope to hear from them this week because if they call then they are interested in hiring me.  I do not want management this go around as I still have responsibilities with my children but I’d love to be a part time cashier.  I’d do my job then come home without worries of opening a store, closing a store, counting stock, making sure things are perfect…

I hope I get the job but Superdad is right, if it’s right then they will call.  I am in my rightful place.  I just know the extra money would help with my GROWING medical bills.  I feel guilt that we’ve had them the past 14 months.  It weighs on Superdad’s shoulders and in turn hurts me emotionally.

I want to help.  I want this job.

I’m on book four Drums of Autumn of the Outlander series written by  Diana Gabaldon.  How in the hell can she makes these LONG amazing well written books for so many in the series and still keep us hooked?  I guess that’s why she is awesome.  I feel that these books get longer as the story progresses.  HA HA!  I’ve read thousands of pages this summer. 

I get enough of that.  Except there are nights I am unable to sleep because I hurt but I manage.

Isn’t that what Facebook is?  Then I already have that covered.

So here I am.  I’m getting ready for a nerve conduction study after getting steroid shots on Monday in my buttocks and hip.  The kids are in school and Superdad is at work.  I have The Civil Wars playing in the background and I’ve trying to decide if I want that second cup of coffee.

I don’t know what the future holds for me work wise but I do know that I will always be their mommy and his wife.

How long have you been a parent?