I have been "MomOnWheelZ" for a little short of four years if you don't count Benny's gestation period. I, however, count his gestation period as part of my motherhood experience, in fact, the 10 or so months leading up to the birth of Benny were the wildest of my entire life...and I have done many wild things...
Destiny "Desty" now 2.5 years cute, still wears a 6 - 12 Month white Winnie the Pooh furry coat that I had bought for Benny at ~8 weeks gestation, as I KNEW the little girl of my dreams was just incubating away in my uterus. Dustin was working at Meier & Frank by then, and buying Winnie the Pooh clothes with our $200 M & F credit card was apparently symbolic of my rite of passage. (LOL Benny is currently wearing a handsome Winnie the Pooh outfit that is 3/4 T, and purchased four years ago!) It took some time but I finally (~1 week ;-) accepted that the child in tow was equipped with a penis, that it did not necessarily mean I'd be raising Hannibal Lecter, and that I could mother a son without ever having been one...Remember, this was when I was about 17 weeks along - the hormones!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is a post of its' own, and a sneak peak at what the future of this blog will bear.
Why am I starting this blog now? There is no straight answer. I have been encouraged by many to write a book, an autobiography. For the record, sorry, not interested. I don't wanna write a book! I'd have to include the good, the bad and the ugly, and it would not be fun for the author ('tiz me!) nor the reader ('tiz you!). No, authorship of such drama is not for me. Besides, my younger years are not of significant interest to me. My life as "Mommy" is much more entertaining and significant; the life of the Burton family is the real story. If I'm going to author anything, it will be a children's book that goes along with the song "Walkin' On My Wheels" (the lyrics can be found at the bottom of this post). Each book in the series can be based on the separate verses...Not that I've thought about it much. Okay, back to reality!
I hope this doesn't sound too morbid or self-centered, but I could die tomorrow and would my kids remember me in five years, would they know the stories that make my world go 'round and 'round and 'round and 'round again? Would they know that I would lie in front of a run-away train if it meant saving either of them from pain? Would Dustin know the extent of my love for him? Would you know me? Really know me? Heck! - I wouldn't even claim to really know me! No, I do not have some fatal ailment, nor am I expecting to die anytime soon, however I'm quite sure I do not have the longevity of Dustin's Grandma Hafen, who lived to be 93 years old (and that was after having 10 kids!) I will say that my body is not getting any younger, and as I age, my youthful sense of immortality vanishes much like a balloon floating into the atmosphere.
I'm also starting this blog for my good friend "T1", because when she tries to view my photo albums on Facebook, the State of Utah computer system insists that doing so would be an 'inappropriate use of the internet'! LOL I haven't forgotten...do you think blogspot is appropriate enough?! NOT! Oh well, let's hope!
Much of what I share will be about the kids, and our family. At this posting, Destiny is two and a half years old and Benny (yes B.E.N.N.Y!) is three and three fourths.
Some of what I share will be random rantings, wild epiphanies and thoughtful reflections about the world around me. I will, no doubt, piss you off from time to time, but a little of that is good for us. After all, this is my reality, not necessarily yours ;-) ENJOY and feel free to comment, too!
To be very continued...
Walking on My Wheels From Marz Barz
Words & Music © by Mark Cohen
My name is Terry and I’m nine
Take a look at this amazing chair of mine
Silver and Black and the wheels go round
Just a little push and I can really cover ground
Walking on my wheels I’m walkin’ on my wheels
People let me tell you just how good it feels
I can go anywhere if I’ve got my chair
Watch me now I’m walkin’ on my wheels
Why don’t my legs work? I don’t know
Something happened to them very long ago
But I work out every day and my arms are strong
They’re just the thing for walking me along
Chorus:
Every day when I go to school
I ride in a van that’s really pretty cool
The lift takes my chair right down to the floor
Help me with the straps and I’ll race you to the door
Chorus:
Wasn’t it funny when that substitute teacher
Asked us to name that silly looking creature
I raised my hand she nearly dropped her chalk
She thought I couldn’t think just because I couldn’t walk
Chorus:
Can you come over ask your folks
We can use the computer or just tell jokes
And maybe late on I can come and visit you
If your building has a ramp so my chair can visit too!
Chorus:
My friend Jack rides a chair like me
But he’s really old he’s almost twenty three!
He can shoot a basketball just like Dr. J
And just last week he started teachin me to play!
Chorus:
You can listen to an except at http://www.bobreidmusic.com/recording.htm
