A few weeks ago a good friend of mine referred to me as "soft spoken". She meant this in a good way and has no idea that it is so stuck in my mind. She has not known me long enough to know that I, Sara Elizabeth Strader Isbell, have never been referred to as "soft spoken". Those who knew me as a child would probably describe me as "way too outspoken" or at least "never at a loss for words". I am so puzzled by this new description that I can't help but wonder if I have changed much over the years.
Has being a wife and a mother (two things I desparately love being) quieted some my own voice?
I don't really know the answer to this question and I don't really think all silence is negative. Maybe my new found desire to blog is a way to hear my own voice again.
About Me
- Sara Isbell
- I have wanted to be a mother all my life. From childhood on I can recall pretending, imagining, reading and wondering about motherhood. My mother always told me that she loved being pregnant, that she always felt so great during pregnancy. And I have been wondering which part was so great? Was it the heartburn, or the hemorrhoids, or the insomnia, or headaches, or lets see what about the constipation, wetting your pants just a little when you laugh and sneeze, hair loss, weight gain, stretch marks, belly itching, vomiting, nausea, or the actual task of pushing something the size of a basketball out of a hole the size of a dime? Hmmm...I still can't figure it out. All I know is that I love it too. Now I am blessed with two of my own, Tucker (7) and Elizabeth (5). One day Tucker (my literal child) asked me where he was before he was born. I explained, "I carried you in my tummy until you were ready to come out and then the doctor helped get you out of my tummy so we could hold you and take care of you and you could grow to be a big boy". He thought about this for a long time. "Oh" he said, "then I just slid down and came out the shoot!"
5 comments:
Ok, I said I would call, but had to post first. This is lovely and inspiring. Actually made me a little tearful and I am unsure why. Maybe because I love you , maybe because I have walked a little of this journey with you and it has crossed a little of my own. Whatever the reason, I am inspired and can't wait to see what your journey of blogging brings to you and that I as a reader get to take a peek. Love you, Big Sis
okay, you are a great writer. I can't wait to read more. And your "about me" is freaking hilarious.
OK... what a great start to a great blog! Can't wait to read.
molly's right, you are a great writer.
and "softly spoken..." that is not what comes to mind! :)
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OK... what a great start to a great blog! Can't wait to read.
molly's right, you are a great writer.
and "softly spoken..." that is not what comes to mind! :)
.ross blog
I concur with all above ... that is pretty dang funny. I treated myself to lunch yesterday after a crazy morning of trying to work and mother at the same time. But after reading that description, I realize I deserve more than the occasional "lunch treat." So thanks, fair sister-in-law, for inspiring me to be kinder to my raggedy body and even "raggedier" brain!
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