Sunday, May 14, 2006

Mom Daze

The history of mankind is carried on the back of the horse.

Petroglyph are images incised in rock, usually by prehistoric, especially Neolithic, peoples. They were an important form of pre-writing symbols, used in communication from approximately 10,000 B.C.E. to modern times, depending on culture and location. The word comes from the Greek words petros meaning "stone" and glyphein meaning "to carve" (it was originally coined in French as pÊtroglyphe). The term 'petroglyph' should not be confused with pictograph, which is an image drawn or painted on a rock face, both of which contribute to the wider and more general category of rock art.

I have always been intrigued by the horse's involvement in history of the world, any and all history. They have dated back many, many years before Christ. Sometimes, when I look into my horses eyes, I see the millions of horses that have lived before him and thier forms galloping across the deserts before man ever realized what an important animal ever existed.


The love for a horse is just as complicated as the love for another human being...If you never love a horse, you will never understand.

Today dawned bright and early with my 2 yo sticking his finger in my nostril. Ouch! I didnt hear him wake up. His brother had a friend spend the night and then they were up at 6:30 am to leave for a day fishing and a cookout at his friend's Grandmothers home. Little S. got up with them and decided his mother needed to be woken as well. Now, I have a burning scrape inside my nose. The joys of motherhood. Sometimes I have to question my sanity and whatever reason possessed me to weaken and give in to thier Father's wishes to start a family. Probly not a nice thing for any mother to do, but today I am doing it. To be honest, I really never had the desire to have children, or a husband for that matter. I always kinda saw myself as independant but with a boyfriend or 2 for male companionship when I desired it. But, S. stole my heart away and domesticated me to a certain extent. Do not get me wrong, I wouldnt trade my kids for anything in the world, but on a rare occassion I think, what if things were different? I know I am not going to win any mothering awards, but at the same time, I know I am not a bad mother either. I was over at PostSecret reading other mom's and thier kid's secrets....I like this site, but then again I like to hear other people's stories and about thier own lives.

Happy mom day to all my mommy friends out there!


Blogger Tara's World said...

Happy Mothers Day! Oh yeah...Neosporin works inside the nose

2:49 PM  
Blogger BarnGoddess said...

tara-thnx!! Ill try it

7:02 PM  
Blogger BarnGoddess said...


8:31 AM  
Blogger Kari said...

And here I thought I was the only wierd one who looked into their horses' eyes and saw things!

8:54 AM  
Blogger Cowgirl said...

Happy belated Mother's Day. My internet was down on Sunday, or I wouldn't have been so fashionably late...

Getting awakened by fingers in the nose...something to look forward to. And I thought my dog licking me in the face was bad... ;)

9:44 AM  
Blogger BarnGoddess said...

kari-you are not alone! has that new baby arrived yet?

cowgirl-I am looking into my crystal ball, and I see you to the mother of 5 kids!!! lol

11:16 AM  
Blogger Cowgirl said...

*nearly chokes on coffee* 5 kids! Holy crackers!

I better get started...but just can't seem to find the right man...

and yes I am still drinking coffee

1:23 PM  
Blogger BarnGoddess said...

winking at cowgirl...long nite?
sure, you'll do excellent w/ 5...just treat 'em like little foals and all works out, take it from me!

1:59 PM  
Blogger Cowgirl said...

You got me chica. 'Twas a long nite...Sunday is our favorite karaoke night...and then we had after hours at Bree's til about a long nite for Sunday.

Five! That seems like a lot of time being preggers!

4:35 PM  

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