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Clem's Crazy Critters

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1/26/2018

My son is a nine-year-old with a big, sweet heart. His third grade class is doing 'Genius Hour Projects' and he decided that he wanted his project to be one that would help find homes for dogs in our local shelter. The project choice makes sense since we have a myriad of animals at our home and R.J. has a big part in taking care of them. We have given homes to miniature donkeys who needed a place to live, a miniature horse, kittens with no place to go, and have even given temporary homes to a few dogs. Of course most of the animals we keep, but the few we have 'fostered" all ended up with great families.

R.J.'s teacher took him to the Class County Humane Society after school this past Wednesday and from there he was able to choose three dogs that he would work to find homes. They took photos of the three dogs and he made sure he knew each of their names, how old they are, and what their personalities are like so that he would be able to come up with a flyer on them.

The photo and description above is of the first flyer that R.J. completed and two more are in the works. To say that I am proud of this boy would be an understatement. We are doing something at home that is slowly molding him into this amazing young man; we have part of this parenting thing figured out, it is the rest of it that is a bit of a challenge. Talk to me in seven years and we will see how confident I am in my parenting skills, but at least for now I know that we are raising a boy with a kind heart and good intentions.

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All content is written & created by Libby Clem.

In memory of Carlos, Benito, Milkshake, Jimmy,
Buster, Gabby, Ellie, Jimmy 2, Gus, Dublin, Toby, Muffin, Eyebrows, Brownie, Mustache and her kittens, Stormy

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Motherhood can be a lonely place and these days unforgiving. I could not care less about how others feel I am doing as a Momma, as long as my kids are thriving I am good. I do not need to keep up with the activities and parties because I just do not care. However, I do care about how my mom sees me as a Momma, am I doing a good job in her eyes? I know I am, she has told me, so has my dad.

The loneliness of motherhood did not start right away for me, the warm fuzzies of having an infant put them at bay for a while. The loneliness for me started when I finally went back to work. I spend the day teaching high school students and come home where I do not get a chance to stop.

There are days where all I want is five minutes of silence, but I never get that five minutes. There are days where all I want is for all the household chores to be finally caught up, but we know that will never happen. There are days I wish I could just go off on my own for a day or two, but then I realize how much I would miss my kids and husband. There are days I wish I was not constantly needed, but I am thankful that my children come to me for their needs. There are many days that I get tired of hearing 'Momma' yelled over and over, once is enough; I heard you the first time. There are days where all I want is one 'thank you', but I never get that 'thank you'.

Mom, I know that one day this loneliness will go away and it will be filled with a different kind of loneliness, but I now understand how much you did and sacrificed and gave. I see some of my students and know that I was so lucky to have you as a mom, just like my kids are so lucky to have me. You were selfless. You did what had to be done to be a good mom even when it took away from your wants and needs. I know I did not appreciate what you did back when I was younger, but I do now and I am so thankful for you.