I sit here writing this after midnight. One of the few times of the day where someone or something doesn't need or want something from me. My 2 1/2 year old (R) can entertain himself pretty well, but my almost 6 month old (C) is, as babies are, pretty needy. When C wants something then so does R. Eventually I hope that things will calm down and I pray that they take naps at the same time.
So when I'm not being begged for attention, making dinner, or cleaning the house, I try to do some thing for myself. One of those things would be researching the family tree. A lot of the time I end up letting C nap in my arms while I search. It's not easy to type one handed, but I'm getting decently proficient.
In my last post, I said that I was considering becoming a professional genealogist. At this point I realize that doing things like on-line classes, searching other people's family trees, and going to seminars are going to have to wait until the boys are older.
Being a stay-at-home mom will always come first, but it would be nice for "Mommy time" to last longer than a "Thomas" or "Bob the Builder" movie.
Bramble Bush
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Saturday, July 16, 2011
How I got started
So I guess I should explain how I got started with all of the family history and genealogy stuff.
Somewhere around 6th grade (which is '95 or '96 for me), my brother had a biology project dealing with genetic traits. You were to look back in your family tree (or make one up if you didn't know) and map out hair and eye color using the dominant and recessed genes. Well my mother and maternal grandmother both researched family history and kept records, so my brother had an easy time with his project. While he put together the family tree to present his project, I got real nosey (as a little sister does) while my mom helped him.
Three years later it was my turn. My interest in family history renewed and, after that never really went away.
Fast-forward to 2008. I had my first son. I really started getting serious in my search for past relatives. I also had my husband's family to research, now that I had a child who may be interested in where he came from someday.
Now in 2011 I have two sons and am still very into my family history. Not only that, I'm also thinking about becoming a professional genealogist.
Next time I'll write about trying to research while taking care of two kids (under three), a husband, a dog, and a house.
Somewhere around 6th grade (which is '95 or '96 for me), my brother had a biology project dealing with genetic traits. You were to look back in your family tree (or make one up if you didn't know) and map out hair and eye color using the dominant and recessed genes. Well my mother and maternal grandmother both researched family history and kept records, so my brother had an easy time with his project. While he put together the family tree to present his project, I got real nosey (as a little sister does) while my mom helped him.
Three years later it was my turn. My interest in family history renewed and, after that never really went away.
Fast-forward to 2008. I had my first son. I really started getting serious in my search for past relatives. I also had my husband's family to research, now that I had a child who may be interested in where he came from someday.
Now in 2011 I have two sons and am still very into my family history. Not only that, I'm also thinking about becoming a professional genealogist.
Next time I'll write about trying to research while taking care of two kids (under three), a husband, a dog, and a house.
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