Don’t Call Me a Single Mom, I’m a Professional Mom.

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I don’t like it. Maybe I will warm up to that title, but for some reason it doesn’t sit well with me.

In my humble opinion, it carries baggage. Negative baggage.

It seems to imply that you are alone, but I don’t feel alone. I am grateful to my network of friends and family that surround me supporting me during this season of my life.

I have an amazing Nanny and friend that my kids love. It takes a pretty special person to show up at someone’s house at 6am…and greet the kids when they wake up, feed the breakfast, and get them dressed for the day. She is special!

So, I don’t feel “single”.  I feel more intentional in my motherhood than I ever have before.  I embrace it and take it seriously.

What are your suggestions? Have any new terms for “Single Mom”? I’m thinking “Professional Mom”, but I’m open to your suggestions.

UPDATE:  PRO-MOM it is!!!  Thanks to J.C. Larimore…my lifetime pastor!

Get it…short professional and double meaning…I am for moms…empowering and encouraging.  PRO-MOM…with a hot pink superman style logo…oh yeah…I feel a theme and a website coming!

A Fresh New Start

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You will begin seeing changes about my life on Facebook, email, etc.  I wanted to explain why.  I have ended my marriage.  It happened last August, when I discovered that my husband had a relationship outside of our 11 year marriage, and decided to move out.  Over the past year we have seen counselors and tried to repair things, but decided it’s the healthiest for us and the kids to move on and begin our separate lives.

So, this Easter has meant much more for my little family than just a celebration of the end of winter. It’s actually the celebration of an end to a very dark period of our life, and embracing the promise of new life and new possibilities.

The main thing I want you to know….I am okay!  In fact, I am stronger and better than ever.  The kids are doing great.  Although this may come as a surprise to you, I have been dealing with this for quite some time and have healed. Which is why I’m now talking about it and moving forward.   I feel strong and confident in pursuing my new life on my own with the kids.  I am fine financially and am getting plenty of support.  I’m not going to make a ton of changes.  We are living our normal lives.

You will probably begin to see changes on Facebook, my blog, email, on air, etc.  I plan on writing more and starting to tell my story of how I have found meaning during this time of suffering and how God is now turning what was once a pile of ashes into a thing of beauty.

I have discovered that there is a whole new dimension of life that God created for me…that I haven’t imagined or tapped into yet.  I have been settling for less of what God has intended for me.  No more!   I want to help others live the abundant life that God has planned for us.

Although parenting 3 young children on my own wasn’t exactly my plan, it’s actually not as hard as it sounds. To some it may seem like “no task for a mere mortal.”  But, I’m not one of those “mere mortals.”  I believe strongly in the risen power of Jesus Christ, and his ability to transform lives.  I am a living example that it is real.

Let every man and woman count himself immortal. Let him catch the revelation of Jesus in his resurrection. Let him say not merely, “Christ is risen,” but “I shall rise.” – Phillips Brooks

So on this Easter, I am breaking the silence and the chains of shame and secrets that were binding me.  I am saying it outloud…I am a Single Mom of 3…and I am rising!

Thanks for your love and support.  I don’t want pity, I don’t need a ton of help or anything, just your friendship, prayers, acceptance, and positive encouragement!

Love,

Amanda, Emily, Andy, and Zoe

Friday, January 15, 2010 “How to talk to your kids about Haiti”

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How to talk to kids about Haiti

It’s hard enough for adults to understand the despair happening in Haiti after the devastating earthquake, but what about your kids?  Here’s an article I found with some good practical advice about how to discuss the issue with your children in a way they will understand.

http://www.theglobeandmail.com/life/family-and-relationships/the-haiti-talk-how-to-discuss-disasters-with-your-kids/article1431515/

Sarah Boesveld and Dave McGinn

Globe and Mail UpdatePublished on Thursday, Jan. 14, 2010 5:32PM ESTLast updated on Thursday, Jan. 14, 2010 6:48PM EST

Depending on the child and their age, talking to your kids about major world disasters in the news can help them understand what’s going on, feel safe and arm them with the tools to help if they want to, experts say. But there’s a fine line between freaking them out and making them feel confident.

“The first thing you have to do is acknowledge that it is awful,” says Kathy Lynn, a parenting speaker and author in Vancouver. “Don’t try to sugarcoat it. They’re seeing the pictures and they know it’s not lovely. However, in any disaster, particularly under the age of 10, don’t keep the TV on all day. We tend to get kind of mesmerized when there’s something like that.”

Ms. Christianson-Kellow is trying not to turn on the news, to protect her daughters Jori and Casey, 9, from the graphic images, ones even she would find difficult to take in.

“The news is just unpredictable on TV, you don’t really know what they’re going to show,” she says. “They need to know, but they’re still kids.”

Still, parents shouldn’t ignore the disaster in an effort to protect their kids since the story is discussed almost everywhere, says Kelly Moroz, a child psychologist and director of the Moroz Child Psychology Group in Calgary.

“We firmly believe that parents should be instigating conversation just to be checking the waters,” he says. “The last thing anyone should be doing is avoiding, especially when someone has seen pictures or heard about [an event], the worst thing possible is to put the fear up on a pedestal by avoiding it.”

To put a child’s potentially racing imagination in check, parents can explain and illustrate the low likelihood of such a disaster happening here, Ms. Lynn says. “The reality is, in our cities, across Canada, our buildings are much more earthquake-proof, we’re better ready to handle such a thing,” she says. “For the kids that truly need to know, show them things like if anything ever happened here, we have a water heater here completely full of fresh water, so we would have water for a long time.”

Parents can clearly explain the basics of the earthquake and the relief efforts, but may want to wait for follow-up questions from kids before divulging too much information that could only frighten or perplex them, she adds.

Some parents are talking with their very young children about the crisis by putting it in terms they can understand and avoiding the unnecessary gory details.

Molly Finlay, director of public relations at World Vision Canada, told her three-and-a-half-year-old daughter Georgia she had to go to work early on Wednesday morning because many people in a far away country were in trouble and others needed to hear about it.

The preschooler loves to help, so explaining the ways to do it was a good way to communicate the disaster, she says.

“I said ‘the ground shook in a town that’s very far away and some of those houses fell down and in those houses there were families just like us,’ ” she says. “I tried to get her to relate to them.”

In response, the toddler offered to donate her jacket. She peppered her mom with queries about how the houses would be rebuilt and if there were enough people to offer help.

Leslie Garrett and her family heard about the disaster while celebrating her son Spencer’s ninth birthday Tuesday evening in London, Ont. She calmly discussed it with him and her other children Charlotte, 6 and Sophie, 11. Ms. Garrett, who writes on environmental issues, took the same approach she takes when talking with her kids about climate change.

“We just talked about Haiti, what a poor country it is. I explained that the building construction is very different from construction here and that it’s very unlikely we’d have an earthquake,” the 45-year-old mom says. “Then I try to turn it into a ‘how do we feel empowered when faced with this’ and it becomes ‘what action can I take to help mitigate damage?’ ”

Their kids are taxed on their allowances – 25 per cent goes to a charity of their choice – so she expects the $30 leftover from their donation to an animal charity over the Chris.

Welcome to the World Andy!

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He is here!
 
Andrew Gregory Fisher was born 10-19-08 at 4:20pm EST.  He is 6lb 12 oz and 20 1/4 inches long.  He is perfect!  Mommy is doing well too.  Labor took about 10 hours and pushing 1 hour.  whew…
We feel so amazingly blessed to have another healthy baby.  Thank you God!
Love,
Greg, Amanda, Emily, and Andy Fisher!

Labor has started!

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We are in the hospital! 

Started labor around 1am on Sunday, October 19th.   Labored at home until 5:30am.  Arrived at the hospital around 6am. 

Yay!  Doing well.  No pain meds yet…trying to hold out.  Would love and appreciate you prayers.

Baby Update…

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No baby yet!

Lately I feel like a major disappointment.  Everytime I call my friends and family the first thing out of their mouth is…”is it time?”  And my response, “Nope! is such a letdown! 

So here’s the latest.  I’m 39 weeks…3 days to go until my due date of Oct. 20. Yesterday, the doctor said I’m 3cm dialated and 75% effaced.  

I am now working through all the old wive’s tales to try to induce labor.  Walking every day, Eating spicy food (btw:  the volcano taco at taco bell isn’t that spicy), drinking raspberry tea, and other things :-) .  I even mowed the lawn this week!  

My prayer is that I am patient in the process, but that the process speeds up!  I’m turning into quite the “pregzilla”

Oh…and we went back to “Andrew Gregory” for the name!  I’m sorry, I know I’m crazy.  Blame it on hormones!  Thank you for your help with the name and your prayers!  

Love,

Amanda

Weathering the Storm

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We are safely weathering Tropical Storm Hannah today. It is hitting us. We’re getting lots of rain and wind, so far the power is still on, but satellite tv is out:

Here’s how we are hunkered down:

Playdoh and cookie cutters did the trick for a while, but than Daddy took over and chaos began.

How to get closure?

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I’m struggling emotionally a bit more than I thought with the loss of my Grandmother.  She has been sick for some time, and I know she is in such a better place, but I’m struggling with how to say “goodbye”. 

We’ve decided it’s just not the best idea for me to travel by plane to Illinois to the funeral being 33 weeks pregnant now.  I wear out pretty easily.  Plus traveling with a 2 year old can be complicated and exhausting itself. 

I’m missing hugs from family and the comfort that they provide.

So, what do I do?

Remembering Grandma Floyd

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Great Grandma, Mommy, and Emily by amandacfisher.

 

I lost my Grandmother today.  She passed away this afternoon from…well…”old age”.   She was one of the toughest women I had the pleasure of knowing.  She only had 2 grandchildren, my sister, and I, sometimes I felt like her daughter.   I miss her voice, but will never forget her spirit – it feels stronger than ever in my heart now. 

The greatest thing about Grandma’s in your life is that you know that no matter what happened in your day there is always someone that is thrilled to hear from you.  Sometimes waiting by the phone for you.  There is always someone that will bake you cookies…and send you packages…even when you’re over 30.  Always someone to listen to every word you say.  What is it that is so special about the Grandparent/Grandchild relationship? Stength.  Security.  Courage. 

Grandma may have been physically frail for decades, but she never acted like it.  Her life motto:  “WORK HARD!”  Despite debilitating Rheumatoid Arthritis she refused to stop walking.  “YOU GOTTA USE IT OR LOOSE IT,” she’d say, defying doctors orders for a wheelchair.  This is the woman that has been chased up rooftops by bears, and even hit by a steam roller while in her car.  She always survived to tell the story of her adventure with a smirk of defiance and a giggle at the end.  That’s what makes this passing tough to stomach, it just seemed like she could always defy the odds.  I’m happy for her now though that she has a new body in heaven…one that can finally keep up with her energy and spirit. 

Grandma was famous the things that came out of her mouth…her “sayings” and “mispronunciations.”  For example, she’d call me and tell me to quick turn on “C-N-N-N”…she mean CNN the news channel.  She loved to make guacamole, which when she said it, it rhymed with “whack a mole”…and whenever she thought something was fancy she’d say it was “so fab-i-lus”.  The thing is because she was such a dominant woman, we all just went along with her pronunciations and would say it that way too when we were around her.  You didn’t dare correct her.  If you tried, she wouldn’t pay any attention to you.  

One of my favorite stories about her determination comes from a phone call she made to us accidentally.  Dad had programmed her phone with “one touch dialing” to make it easier for her to use it.  Her hands had just gotten so bad.  So she could punch one number to talk to us.  Our number happened to be right next to the number for Mayo Clinic.  And one day she called, my husband Greg answered,

Grandma:   IS THIS MAYO CLINIC?
Greg:  Grandma?
Grandma:  Greg?  WHAT ARE YOU DOING AT MAYO CLINIC? 
She called back 2 more times looking for Mayo.  You just never could tell Grandma she was wrong. 

She was also known for her “sayings”.  Aureliaisms if you will. For example whenever you complained about a tough day, she would tell you, “Remember F.I.D.O…Forget It and Drive On.”  She learned that saying in her “55 Alive” Driving Safety class for Senior Citizens, but she applied it to life.  I use that saying all the time.  She drilled in my head to “read your bible every day”.  She’s say it wagging her index finger at me.  She’s right.  I think she actually kept a bible in the bathroom to help keep her “regular” reading.  :-)

She had such a giant impact on my life.  Her mind and spirit was always iron clad, yet her body was always so frail.  Never weighing more than 110 pounds, she had struggled with rheumatoid arthritis since her 30s.  She had crippled hands and feet, but could still cook dinner for 20 people at a moments notice. 

As a child I remember her always telling me to “Eat Your Meat” (another Aureliaism).  Meat was a big deal at her table.  I swear she spent about 13 hours a day in her kitchen.  A normal breakfast was coffee cake, elk sausage (Grandpa was a hunter), quiche with sausage and eggs, and lots of flavored Gevalia coffee.  We never had a bowl of cereal at Grandma’s house.  I don’t think she believed in it. 

Lunch was usually eaten “on the trail” during a hiking trip.  She would have sent a customized sandwich for each of us labeled with our name scribbled on a piece of scratch paper, which only Dad, Meaghan, or I could decipher.  Her crippled hands made it so hard for her to write, but she did it anyway.  She’d also send dessert of course; brownies and her famous “Incredibles” nestled in a check box with a rubber band around it.  She must have written hundreds of checks a month for as many check boxes full of treats that she’d give away. 

Dinner at Grandma’s vinyl lined table would consist of at least 3 main dishes including elk or buffalo meat, numerous side dishes, and always at least 3 desserts.  A Cake.  A Pie.  And Incredibles.  OH!  And the optional Moose Trax ice cream on the side.  She must have cooked 3 desserts a day for life…all with a hint of coconut.  Even though my sister and I share the same birthdate (born on the same day 3 years apart), Grandma made each of us our own cake of our own choosing.  I always chose German Chocolate…with coconut. 

As an adult our relationship grew deeper than food and more about faith.  She forever encouraged me to pray and read my bible.  It stuck.  She still teased be about food though.  I remember being newly married and working late until 7pm because of my radio show.  My husband, Greg, got home from work hours before me.  Grandma would chastise me for not having meat in the crock-pot waiting for my husband.  “You gotta feed those men!”  She’d say.  She’s right.  That’s the way to keep your man coming straight home from work.  Warm meat and Incredibles.

Beyond her casseroles at potlucks and check boxes full of cookies in the mail though, was her persistant commitment to prayer and reading the Bible.  When I think of Grandma, this verse sticks in my head:

“Ask and it will be given to you; Seek and you will find; Knock and the door will be opened to you.”  Matthew 7:7

Jesus (and Grandma) tells us to persist in pursuing God.  People often give up after a few halfhearted efforts and conclue that God doesn’t exist or He doesn’t listen.  But knowing God takes faith, focus, and follow through.  Jesus promises that we will be rewarded…as grandma is being rewarded right now. 

I imagine her now in heaven cooking in a beautiful kitchen for a waiting table full of family and friends.  Save me a seat Grandma.

To honor her memory Grandma would want you to persist in lifre and in knowing God. 

“Word Hard”
“You gotta use it or loose it.”
“FIDO.  Forget it and Drive on”
“Pray and Read your bible every day.”

Also, make sure you have warm meat in the corkpot for your man and plenty of dessert for your guests.

We’d love it if you would leave your thougths and memories about our beloved Grandma Aurelia Floyd here by adding a comment.

Big Sister Training

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