8-Bit Mommy
A beautiful katamari of gaming, geekdom, and motherhood.Gaemz r stoopid n a wayst uv tyme!
I can’t count the number of times people have spouted insulting, rude comments about gaming and video games being a waste of time. Why would someone play a pointless video game? Why would you waste your time with that? Grow up. Games are for children. Games are stupid. Games are a waste. I respect your opinion, sir/madam/animal/etc., but I’m going to have to completely disagree.
Gaming has been a way to vent my frustration and indulge my imagination and cognitive skills for a very long time. Through gaming, I have learned to multitask, handle myself well under pressure, and think outside the box. I have learned to be persistent. Gaming has also taught me a lot of academic information. I know more about minerals, the properties of oil and gasoline, physics, geography, history and science in general thanks to video and computer games.
Games are a productive part of society, as well. A well written game can engage a young mind and teach a vast wealth of knowledge in a way that will stick! That, ladies and gentlemen, is awesome. Gaming can open up the world to young minds, and can open up young minds to the world. Isn’t that cool? If that wasn’t enough, gaming (specifically the gamers playing) has the potential to solve HUGE scientific puzzles that computers and scientists could not crack. (google protein folding and gamers ;] ). If all of that is not enough reason to stop giving gamers hell, remember this: gaming is a stress reliever. A lot of gamers game when we’re frustrated. Basically, we kill stuff in games so we don’t kill you ;)
Now don’t you think video games are wonderful?
→ Wabi Sabi Girl: Thirteen Observations made by Lemony Snicket while watching Occupy Wall Street from a Discreet Distance ←
by Lemony Snicket
1. If you work hard, and become successful, it does not necessarily mean you are successful because you worked hard, just as if you are tall with long hair it doesn’t mean you would be a midget if you were bald. 2. “Fortune” is a word for having a lot of money and for having a…
(Source: occupywriters.com)
What’s the difference between a cat and a comma?
One has claws at the end of its paws and one is a pause at the end of a clause.
→ how to decode a person with an anxiety disorder ←
things we are trying to do all the time:
- be safe
things we can’t help but do all the time:
- second-guess ourselves
- behave impulsively and reactively
- take everything personally
- worry
- worry
- worry
- have difficulty accepting compliments
- have difficulty…
THIS BABY BEAR IS EATING THIS MAN! FUCKING SAVE HIM NOW! QUICK HE’S BEING MAULED!
A Mother’s Poem
i began as the mother of babes.
and i mean that, for i was born then, too.
all of the me that had begun,
the wonderings and wanderings of my first three decades,
melted away in the faces of those new babies
and i was born anew.
i spent the next decade tending.
and tending, i did well. it was my thing, apparently.
i grew into it, and i loved every minute.
well,
you know that to be a gentle lie.
there were quite a few minutes of awful. of anguish, even.
and so much comedy, uncertainty, dishevelment.
you know.
but now…
some of my babes are almost grown.
do not kid yourself about how quickly that happens.
do not kid yourself and do not miss a second wishing those
wonderfully intense, delicious early years away.
for it happens even as you are watching them.
they grow.
and as much as you need to lose yourself to care for those newborn babes, those littles-
when they have grown to your size almost-when their feet may be as big!-
it is then that you need to find yourself again.
you need to grow.
for then, as they come upon ten; at twelve maybe…fourteen certainly;
then you must find yourself in order to know how to guide them. you must be the you
that you want to be,
so that the you they are growing up against and alongside, is the you that you want them to know.
for here’s the thing:
in the end,
what you want for them most of all is to leave you.
to leave your house to become who they will be.
and when they are gone
who do you want to be left with?
my wish is that my own answer
is the me that was born out of mothering them.
and the man that’s loved me all along the way.
I found this on SouleMama, and I feel like it describes how I feel about my life as Mommy perfectly.
→ Wrap Your Baby ←
The decision to wear my youngest in a wrap was the best decision I’ve ever made. We both love it. I just wish I had had the means and know-how to use this when my first was born :) This site gives step by step instructions on many different wrap styles to wear your baby in.
