Tracy

 

With great sadness, I have decided to take a break from blogging on Single Parents Town so I can focus on finishing my first book which I hope to have done by years end.

Thank you to all who have allowed my thoughts and feelings to be expressed and heard. Blogging about my life as a single parent has been truly cathartic. It’s brought me even greater joy when I have received feedback that it has helped someone too.

It’s allowed me to capture the trials and tribulations that otherwise would of just stayed in my brain and helped me to see how much I’ve grown, the challenges I’ve faced and how I’ve overcome them and how funny and interesting my life really is. Continue reading »

 

Wake up can’t you see, can’t you see that big tree
So call me for that key so turn around and look at me
And don’t get stung by that bee and
Aren’t you happy about that smoothie and
Don’t bump into that tree and
Don’t step in that creek and
Eat some greek food and go to sleep
And then wake up and peek your eyes over the sheets and
Maybe your mom will give you some sweets
Creek and peek in your dads room and
See what’s he’s up to
Maybe he tweets

Single mom, organizing and productivity expert, Tracy Paye has been transforming spaces into livable and lovable environments since the age of 12. Tracy’s passion is to help people experience freedom from their internal and external clutter, creating a refreshing sense of satisfaction for a more enjoyable & stress free life! Through hands on organizing, coaching, consulting, speaking engagements, media appearances, and writing Tracy has positively impacted countless number of lives by inspiring, empowering and motivating people to take action and take back control of their lives. She specializes in working with people living with ADD/ADHD and helps families develop coping strategies. If you are interested in learning more about Tracy’s organizing services you can visit her at www.tracypaye.com. You can also follow her on Twitter www.twitter.com/missorganized.

 

In my blog on October 6th, I talked about some bullying Paris is experiencing and my past bullying experiences. Well, I want to give you an update on that.

Last Saturday, we went to Paris’s soccer game where the girl who bullies her also plays on the team. I know this is so super duper wrong but I just couldn’t shake feeling anger towards the little girl. I kept telling myself, she’s only 8, she’s only 8. But every time I looked at her, all I could think about is that you are bringing hurt to my baby. She knew I was upset with her too. My response wasn’t as friendly as it normally is. It made me feel totally immature, but it’s just the way I felt.

Every break they got, Paris would come up to me and tell me that this little girl was saying this or that and even shoved her a little bit. So I asked her if she wanted me to talk to her mom who was also attending the game. She said yes, and I said to myself oh s*%t. Continue reading »

 

Since seperating from Paris’s father in 2003, I have found the dating world quite a difficult place to navigate through. I haven’t found anyone where we felt comfortable enough to call each other boyfriend and girlfriend and actually say the world I love you. I know I’ve felt it and I suspected that the feelings may have been reciprocated but nonetheless the fear factor has been too high to reveal it. I’ve asked myself over and over again what am I afraid of? I know my surface feelings of fear come from feeling that I will somehow lose rather than gain something. Loss of my identity and freedom are the two biggest ones in the loss category. But there are others. I’m afraid of choosing unwisely, being stuck in an unsatisfying relationship, scared that I will not be joined in my committment to growth and working things out. And how the heck am I suppose to blend my life and lifestyle with a partner when being independant is all I have known for God knows how long? Sleeping next to someone every night? The idea is almost foreign to me.

I have let my fears stop me to a point. I have my moments when I throw my hands in the air, undo my love corner and swear off men for the rest of my life and proclaim I am just one of those women who is better without a relationship than in one.

But, thankfully, I also have a side that won’t let me engage with the dark side for too long. This side of me wants me to be in a relationship, feels deserving to have a great partner and lovingly shows me the blocks in my life getting in the way of finding and having the relationship I want. It also challenges me to overcome those blocks so I can experience the reward that is waiting for me on the other side of that block. The sweetness from stepping out of my comfort zone, never to completely return to the being I was before but a better being who is closer to love. Continue reading »

 

A few days ago my daughter attended who she considers to be her best friend’s birthday party. When I came to pick her up and asked her how it was, she told me that it wasn’t that good because her friend was being physically agressive with her. I felt my blood start to boil and I wanted to pull that kid aside and give her a piece of my mind.

Instead, I calmy asked Paris why she isn’t sticking up for herself and telling her how she feels? She said because she was afraid if she did that she would hurt her. My heart broke and I wanted desperately for this to not be real. My bad ass, tough, sassy, tom boyish little girl having a tough time speaking up for herself? Normally, I would keep the conversation going and try to convince her to stick up for herself. But something told me that maybe she is not emotionally mature enough to handle this one on her own. So I called her Dad and told her that we needed to seperate the girls. I expected him to tell me that I was making a big deal and to let it go. But he agreed, no questions asked.

So I told her something I’ve never told her before. I told her that her dad and I had decided that we were going to step in and take her out of a bad situation until she felt like she was ready to do that for herself. I also expected her to fight me on this, but she agreed, no questions asked. Continue reading »

 

Lately Paris has been asking me random out of the blue questions like, “What was the weirdest thing you’ve ever seen” or “What was the strangest thing that has ever happened to you?” The questions come totally out of left field and many times I am left saying, “Uh, I don’t know.”

I find it very interesting that she is in such an inquistive place right now. She’s always been very curious but now her curiousity is putting the spotlight on my life. I don’t know where this is coming from. There is a part of me that is thrilled that she wants to know so much about my life and the way I think but there is another part of me that wants to hide it from her. It surprises me that I want to hide certain things from her.

But, for the most part, I try to answer her questions as candidly and openly as I can. My main motivation for doing so is because of the secrecy surrounding my dad’s life. The little that he has given me access to his childhood, I know it wasn’t a pleasant one. I learned at a very early age to not ask him anything in regards to his family or his upbringing because I knew in doing so would bring very ugly feelings to the surface that he doesn’t want to show me. Continue reading »

 

Doesn’t it seem like today’s kids are wise beyond their years? Like they are little Yoda’s?

I’m still in shock when Paris says something wise or introspective. Like when she was about 4 years old and we were strolling along in the mall when out of the blue she asked, “Mommy, why do people hurt each other in the world?” Or when she made the comparision that a mother’s womb is the universe. Um, what? I’ve gotten use to it now though. Yet, I still sit in awe when she says something profound or causes me to reflect. And when I engage in the conversation, I choose to not dumb it down a whole lot. Lately though, when I attempt to explain things to her that may be more of the estoretic nature, she rolls her eyes at me. Ya, I did the same with my mom. But you just wait kid. Someday you are going to be thankful that I dropped some knowledge on ya. I’ll start selecting my dress now for your accepting the nobel peace prize speech. Hey, a mother can dream can’t she?

Aside from the wisdom that comes out of her, she has an ability to know when something seems off to her and she doesn’t hesitate to question it. That’s called trusting her gut. A little skill I taught her thank you very much. For example, she was about the same age and she had just returned home from spending some time with her dad in Kentucky. She started asking me if her classmates missed her. She asked, “Did Sophia miss me?” Not knowing if Sophia missed her but not wanting to disappoint her I said, “Yes.” She then proceeded to ask me the same question about 2 other kids of which my answer was yes, hoping she wouldn’t catch on to the fib I was telling her. She then said, “Did Jayden miss me?” Which of course, I said, “Yes.” She then squinted her little face and pointed her finger at me as if she just caught on to the lie and said, “Do you even know who Jayden is?” Dang, I was caught. I almost got away with it. I think I tried saying yes but was met with the I don’t believe you look. Can’t get away with much around this whipper snapper.

So why is it that some of our kids today seem not of this world? Well, I subscribe to the Indigo souls and Aquarian energy theories that many of the spiritualist believe. My views on certain topics are not easily accepted by everyone and I’m sure would be considered quite controversial and maybe a bit far fetched with many so I won’t stand on my soap box in this forum. But I will just say that a new humanity is making it’s way on the earth. A more evolved, loving humanity and the proof is in our kids. Ok, enough said with that. Continue reading »