{"id":2588,"date":"2012-01-03T13:17:21","date_gmt":"2012-01-03T18:17:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=2588"},"modified":"2012-01-03T13:17:38","modified_gmt":"2012-01-03T18:17:38","slug":"2588","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=2588","title":{"rendered":"Jesus, Help me."},"content":{"rendered":"

Happy New Years!<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

I haven’t been writing lately. \u00a0I even wondered if my blogging days are over and would it matter? \u00a0Partly because my computer in my office as been at the “shop being fixed” for a long while and I’m so frustrated with the whole process. \u00a0Then, there’s stuff that I really do want to blog about yet can’t really put that stuff out “there.” \u00a0So then, I wonder what the point is of writing nonsical stuff. \u00a0Is that a word… nonsical? \u00a0According to spell check, it isn’t!<\/p>\n

How were your holidays? Was your Christmas merry? \u00a0How did you welcome in the New Year? \u00a0Ours this year was best described as low key. \u00a0(Well as low key as is allowed with six boys in the house). \u00a0Christmas, I already blogged about. \u00a0It was nice having Sanj around puttering for a few days. \u00a0Then there was the never-ending question of New Years. \u00a0What will we do? \u00a0Over the years, we have had a party, the boys invite friends for a sleep over and we have friends over. \u00a0Usually during the day, before the party, we rent ice and have a family skate. \u00a0This year, we (I) decided that we were going to be low key. \u00a0What low key meant, I wasn’t sure. \u00a0Part of of me wanted to be invited somewhere. (We hardly get invited… as a family… more on this later). \u00a0Whatever we did, I wanted it to be as a family. \u00a0(Well, Sammy was partying with friends… this is just a fact of life).<\/p>\n

Finally, we decided to to to Whitby, pick up Sanj’s cousin (who is here from India, to live and staying at his parents house) and go see Mission Impossible in Imax. \u00a0Very cool. \u00a0Parts of it made my stomach sick- heights is obviously an issue for me! \u00a0We munched on movie theatre snacks, expensive but yucky pizza and enjoyed the show. \u00a0We, then opted to avoid the lines and crowds at restaurants and raided my mother-in-law’s fridge. We then came home, hung out on the sofa and watched Ryan Seacrest\/Dick Clark’s Countdown. \u00a0Very low key. \u00a0I found that we seemed to all need the chillaxing. \u00a0Just like that, it was 2012!<\/p>\n

New Years Day Sanj’s parents came to spend the night. \u00a0I feel the pressure of entertaining when they are here. \u00a0 I think it was a God thing when the thought of home movies popped into my head. \u00a0Perfect! \u00a0We spent many hours watching the boys as babies, watching clips of Sanj’s family’s trip to India and getting excited about the thought of visiting there myself someday very soon.<\/p>\n

It was interesting to watch some home movies of Sanj with his family before I was of any interest to him. \u00a0There is a home movie of the Christmas before me. \u00a0Then, 6 months later we would become a couple. \u00a0How weird it was to watch… How much has happened since then. \u00a0How much we went through together as a couple… the growing and maturing we did to become who we are today. \u00a0Sanj found it disturbing to watch. \u00a0There was a lot of drama over the years as my in-laws learned that I was here to stay… as we all learned our roles in the new version of family.<\/p>\n

Sammy bought a friend that was a girl over to the house… who ended up going to the dinner and movies with us. \u00a0It was all fine. \u00a0She was a nice girl… as we chatted, Sanj looked at me and laughed and said, “You are going to be some mother-in-law.” Hum… was that a compliment? lol \u00a0I do pray that God blesses my boys with amazing ladies in their lives. \u00a0I do pray that we love each other and that these girls are loving, kind, gentle, generous, thoughtful, giving, exciting… to my boys. \u00a0My journey into marriage and learning to deal with all things in-laws has been quite a ride. \u00a0Until recently… not a pleasant one. \u00a0My mother-in-law never liked me. \u00a0Why? I dunno. \u00a0My short answer as I understand it is that I “took away” her son. \u00a0Never mind that we\/he did everything to make it good… it was her mind set. \u00a0I suppose after we learned to turn the other cheek, we learned to let things roll off our back, it didn’t hurt so much. \u00a0Or maybe we got better at pretending it didn’t. \u00a0As we watched home videos, I noticed that BR (Before Reema) my mother in-law was a happy, it seemed, person. \u00a0AR (After Reema) she become unhappy. \u00a0All the time. \u00a0Hum… It’s hard not to take that personally. \u00a0Never mind that I made her son happy.<\/p>\n

That whole mother\/son relationship is a weird wacky one. \u00a0Even with my mom and my brother. \u00a0So… am I doomed? \u00a0I see\/hear some talk of their MIL with love and affection. \u00a0I really hope that I will be one of those MIL. \u00a0I certainly lived thorough and understand the kind of MIL I don’t want to be.<\/p>\n

And yet, as I watched my sons and the girls that seems to make their world go around… the certainly have interesting choices. HUM… So, as of lately, I find myself uttering, “Jesus, Help me.”<\/p>\n

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