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March 15, 2006

I Could Swear They Were Here Just A Minute Ago

The following essay was written by Julie (a.k.a. everyday Supergoddess) of wanna-cookie.blogspot.com:

As both of my daughters (the “Demigoddesses,” for those of you who may not already know) have transitioned from grade school to junior high, their interests have migrated away from their old playroom to the rooms where the computer and the TV and the telephone reside. Earrings and lip gloss and portable CD players have become more interesting to them than Legos and Beanie Babies, so their old play area doesn’t see much action any more. But knowing we’d need some extra floor space to accommodate Demigoddess the Younger’s upcoming sleepover birthday party, time seemed right to do some tidying in there.

I had placed Demi the Younger in charge of cleaning up before her party, but after spending a hour a day for a week and a half working on it, she hadn't made much progress. I knew that if it was going to get done, I was going to have to step in. Assuming that the job would take me all of a weekend, and probably part of a second one as well, one Saturday morning I got up early and dug in. After a little while, Demigoddess the Younger joined me, and Demigoddess the Elder followed a little while after that.

Cleaning and organizing that playroom is a task I have performed hundreds, if not thousands, of times in the past. Over and over, again and again, I sorted the same toys into the same buckets and plastic bins, only to find the room, within a day or two, returned to post-nuclear-explosion chaos, six inches deep from wall to wall. This time through, though, as I picked through the Barbie shoes and the Polly Pocket clothes, separating the Betty Spaghetti pieces from the PowerPuff Girls accessories, it occurred to me that it could very well be for the last time.

Together, the three of us filled garbage bag after garbage bag with old school papers, Happy Meal toys and dried out markers. I threw out little hair clips and plastic necklaces, two broken Barbie cars (one of which no longer had wheels), and the remnants of countless half-finished craft projects (the beads… my God the BEADS).

Our chore became a bittersweet archeological expedition, as I unearthed a little pair of battered Reeboks, white with purple trim, that still showed evidence of having been chewed by our first puppy. I think Demigoddess the Younger wore them in the first grade. We found a photo of Demigoddess the Elder posed with her kindergarten teacher, and we found the doll she took with her to the hospital when she was three. Even though the doll’s hair is now a ratted mess, and her dress and cloth body are stained beyond help, I couldn’t bring myself to throw that one out.

In the past, the younger Demi would weep and wail and gnash her teeth over every item I put into the trash. But on this day, she cheerfully tossed out her old playthings, or volunteered to set them aside for Maggie, my niece. The elder Demi, who could previously be counted on to become distracted and start playing with every third item she touched, moved efficiently through her side of the room, putting things on shelves and filling her own garbage bag. There was no yelling. There was no drama. For the millionth time, I realized wistfully that the children who had once treasured this voluminous accumulation of stuff no longer live in my house. Somehow, they disappeared right out from under my nose.

We had already cleared a large portion of the room when I came across a little pair of satiny pink dolly underpants.

“Look,” I said, holding them up. “Somebody’s dolly has lost her undies.”

“Not mine,” answered Demigoddess the Younger. “My dolly doesn’t wear undies.”

“Well,” I said, “Your dolly is a ho.”

Demigoddess the Elder added, “Yeah, your dolly doesn’t even know who her baby daddy is.”

It’s been a long time since anybody made me laugh to the point of tears. As I sat surrounded by their old playthings, wiping my eyes and trying to breathe, it occurred to me that back in the days when I cleaned this room on a more regular basis, those are words I never would have imagined I’d hear coming out of my daughter’s mouth. It also occurred to me that I need to do a better job of monitoring what they’re watching on TV.

Together we plowed through the clutter in record time. By late Saturday afternoon, we had cleared ample space for the sleepover. We’d still need to vacuum the carpet and clean the adjacent bathroom before the party, but we had done enough for one day. As a reward for all their hard work, I treated the Demigoddesses to a PG-13 movie and dinner at Chipotle.

I’ll always miss my messy little girls. I’ll even miss their piles of childhood crap. But these two young women I live with now, they get more perplexing and challenging and funny, more amazingly marvelous, every day.

For any of you parents of young children, my best bit of parenting advice?

Don't blink.

March 14, 2006

Mommybloggers Dish with Everyday Supergoddess

Mommybloggers: Hi Julie, the mommybloggers love your site wanna-cookie.blogspot.com. Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to talk to us! Tell us about how long you have been writing and where the name of your blog came from.

Julie: I’ve been writing all my life. I journaled like a maniac from junior high through college. I never considered blogging until last summer, but it has proved to be a medium that works really well for me.

“I Want A Cookie” is the name of a song by a band called Evolution Control Committee. Basically it’s an audio sample from an anger management seminar set to very loud techno music, with a screaming voice in the background. The first words of the song are a woman’s voice asking, “Do you ever feel angry? Are you paralyzed by your anger?” At the time, my friend Liz, a.k.a. CombatGirl, and I were both dealing with troubled marriages. She played it for me because she knew I’d immediately understand why she found it so hilarious. She was right.

The original idea behind the blog was that she and I would do it together, as a back-and-forth sort of forum to vent about the insanity of dealing with our respective (by that time) ex-husbands. The title from that song seemed like the perfect name. For a variety of reasons, I ended up doing most of the posting, and now she’s in the process of developing her own blog. We’re totally still friends, though.

Mommybloggers:Julie, tell us a little bit about yourself. What kind of a kid were you? We mean, besides the kind of kid that cut off your sister Meghan’s Barbie-doll’s hair and then told her it would grow back? And we will definitely not talk about the time you rubbed her face into the sidewalk while she cried and cried. Or took all the cool stuff to collect (like horses) leaving Meghan with the lamest seashell collection imaginable. Those tidbits will DEFINITELY remain between us and you.

Julie: Well, I’ll tell you. I was the oldest of four girls in our family, and having to share a bedroom (and pretty much everything else) with a number two child who was very loud, very messy, and who demanded the majority of our harried parents’ attention, was often very, very lonely. Especially when that number two child was the sort of child would rip all the pages out of her older sister’s journals, and would allow her friend Janna to eat all of the Valentine’s Day candy that her elder sister had received as a gift from her boyfriend.

It was very trying, and I still have a few self esteem and rage issues to work out, but I think I’ve overcome a lot to become the highly-evolved human being I am today.

Mommybloggers:Thanks for the warning. The Mommybloggers will be sure to hide their candy from their fellow mommyblogger Meghan. And we will give her a very stern talking-to. Sheesh.
You are a single mother, and you handle single motherhood with grace, dignity, aplomb, and the occasional justified rant. What do you see as the biggest challenges of single parenthood today?

Julie: I think my kids would have something to say about whether or not I’ve handled anything with “grace,” “dignity” and “aplomb.”

But managing all the details is probably the biggest challenge right now. My kids are at an age when they’re involved in a lot of activities, and their social lives are becoming busier and more important to them. Trying to remember who needs to be where and when, and making sure everything happens on schedule, can be really overwhelming for a single parent.

Mommybloggers:What are the biggest rewards?

Julie: Just last night all three of us were in my bed, saying goodnight before the DemiGoddesses went to their own beds. My younger daughter (Demigoddess the Younger) said something like, “isn’t it cool that we’re friends?” And it’s really true. There have been times when it’s felt like the three of us against the world, and although there have been some real struggles, we have a bond now that I don’t think would have happened otherwise.

Mommybloggers:Your daughters are fantastic and wonderfully talented and well-adjusted. And smart and funny and beautiful. How did their Aunt Meghan have such a powerful impact on them?

Julie: Their who now?

All three of my sisters have been fantastic influences on my girls. They’re all incredibly smart, funny, independent women, each with her own unique sense of style and on her own path in life. I’m so proud that the DemiGoddesses have such solid role models.

Even though I am, technically speaking, a single parent, I always know that my sisters have my back. I’ve told my daughters on more than one occasion that if there is ever anything they need help with, but for whatever reason they don’t want to talk to me about it, they can go to any one of their aunts in confidence. And my sisters know they have my permission to not to tell me.

Mommybloggers:But seriously though, your daughters are phenomenal. What is your secret?

Julie: I don’t have a secret. Someone who didn’t have a lot of experience with kids once asked me for advice on how to interact with children. I said, “Listen when they talk. Look them in the eye when you talk to them. Be willing to act silly. Don’t make them do tricks or otherwise treat them like pets.” That’s pretty much been my parenting philosophy, and it seems to be working out so far.

Mommybloggers:Your writing is often very personal, and also very moving which we love. What kinds of things inspire you to write?

Julie: Usually it starts with a feeling. Something will impact me emotionally—by making me laugh, or pissing me off, or, sometimes, by making me cry. It might be something huge, but more often, it’s some little everyday thing that just hits me. I’ve learned that, when those things happen, it’s important to take a minute to enjoy the experience, and then to think about why that particular thing struck me the way it did. Most of my writing evolves out of those moments.

Mommybloggers:What is next for Julie the writer?

Who knows. For now, I’ll be happy if I can think of something halfway interesting to blog about tomorrow.

Mommybloggers:Back to the family. Julie, you have three sisters. Which one is your favorite and why?

Julie: Hah. Nice try, Meghan.

Mommybloggers:Julie, your daughters are in the teen and pre-teen years. How do you decide how much to reveal about them on your blog? How much say do they have in what gets published? Do the demigoddesses read your blog?

Julie: They do read it. I try to be respectful about what I put out there about them, and about the people they care about, too. But there have been times when they’ve been upset by things I’ve written. They’re not afraid to speak up when they think I’ve written something inappropriate, and we’ve talked about the things that upset them.

Lately when she’s done something that she thinks may have particularly annoyed me, DemiGoddess the younger has become fond of saying, “Blog about THAT!” To which I usually reply, “I already DID!” Sometimes it’s true.

I remember hearing Nora Ephron once talk about what a torment her writer parents were, because everything she said or did growing up became their material. So I try not to write anything that will be really embarrassing for them. But some things are just too good not to share.

Mommybloggers:Do you consider yourself a mommyblogger? What is your take on the term?

Julie: I myself went from being “Mommy” to “Mom” a while ago now. As I said before on my blog, I feel more like a “HeyMomINeedSomeMoneyAndI’mLateForGirlScoutsAndOhByTheWayIHave HeadliceBlogger.”

As far as the term itself, I don’t know. I think it’s very easy to pigeonhole a whole group of people by putting that kind of label on them. In reality, the “mommybloggers” I know of are a very diverse array of individuals, with widely differing writing styles and points of view. I guess my first instinct is to resist lumping them all into a single category, simply because they happen to have children AND sometimes write about them.

Mommybloggers:How has writing changed your life and the way you interact with the world?

Julie: Writing has always been a very important tool for me to work through things. The process of putting events and thoughts and feelings into words really forces me to look at them from all angles, which usually leads to a level of understanding that I wouldn’t have had otherwise.

But it’s never easy. And trying to blog every day is a constant challenge. Every time I manage to put together something that I like, right after I hit that “publish post” button, I think, “Hah! Fooled ‘em again! But that is the absolute end of my abilities, and I will never have another interesting thing to say, ever again.”

Blogging has forced me to keep my eyes constantly open for those little moments to write about, which means I pay a lot more attention to everything now than I used to. And really, that is such a gift.

Mommybloggers: Julie, thank you for talking with us, and thank you for continuing to put out writing that moves us and makes us think and also makes us laugh.

Mommybloggers:And here are the questions we subject all of our featured bloggers to (With apologies to Bernard Pivot and Inside the Actors Studio):

1. What is your favorite parent related word?
Bedtime
2. What is your least favorite parent related word?
Headlice
3. What is your favorite creative censored curse word used around children?
Wait, you’re not supposed to curse in front of the children? Oh. Fuck.
4. What is your favorite hiding place within your home when you need to get away from it all?
I don’t really have to hide any more. They’ve been well trained to know that, when I’m in my bedroom and the door is closed, they risk life and limb if they come within three feet of that door.
5. What hiding place have you been found in too often and can no longer use?
In the basement, folding laundry.
6. If Oprah exists, what would you like to hear her say when you arrive at the Oprah Winfrey show when she features the Mommybloggers?
Enjoy your FREE CAR! WOOHOO!
Thanks Oprah!

March 13, 2006

In Praise of Julie

We all like to think we have a little Every day Supergoddess in us, but this week's featured blogger is the original. The mommybloggers are pleased to present to you Julie, otherwise known as Everyday Supergoddess from the Blog wanna-cookie.

Julie personifies what an everyday supergoddess is all about. She is a phenomenal writer. She works full time. She is a homeowner. She is a single mother to two spectacularly intelligent and precocious pre-teen and teen young women. She has courageously battled head lice, divorce, home repairs, and financial strife. Oh, and did I mention dating? How about Baseball? Because this supergoddess KNOWS baseball. She fights the good fight every day with grace, sensitivity, introspection and humor. Fortunately for us, she shares her highs and lows with her readers. Beautifully. She is truly a goddess.


Here is what a few of Julie's readers have to say about her:

Madge has this to say about Julie:

The way Julie writes about her daughters is what keeps me coming back. She treats them with the perfect mix of respect and admiration. It's clear that, in spite of the raw deal they were dealt in a father, Julie is helping these girls become amazing young women.

That and her crazy baseball fanaticism. Sorry, TWINS! baseball fanatics

Dawn is similarly impressed with Julie's abilities:

Any woman who can handle head lice and not lose her mind has my undying affection and admiration!

Julie sings the praises of her name-sake:

I found Julie through Meghan, and Julie is one more reason why I want to be an adopted sister of theirs. I'd even change my name. Julie truly is a super goddess and a role model for her demigoddesses.


Mary loves both the every day and the supergoddess:

"Julie's screen name "EverydaySuperGoddess" pretty much sums up what this wonderful woman is all about. She works. She loves her kids. She knows how to wield a head lice comb. She has a house that sometimes needs fixing. She understands the joy of finding an underground parking space at the mall. She's normal. And she's extraordinary. Just like the rest of us.

And I don't care where you live, if you aren't loving baseball and rooting for the Twins after reading her blog, you've got no heart."

We are honored to feature Julie this week at Mommybloggers. Stay tuned for our interview with Everyday Supergoddess later today. And be sure to check back tomorrow as we turn over Mommybloggers to the fantastic Julie!