Being a single mom is not glamorous. And I try not to harp on it because I desire and pray for marriage. I know this is for a season, not forever.The more I see my girl grow and develop her own personality, the more I wish I was married and did family right because I'd … Continue reading Did God Answer My Prayer?
I hadn't painted in a while and I was feeling the pain of it. You ever miss something so much, it hurts? The way your body craves for exercise or your mind for relaxation. I needed to paint. My thoughts were getting loud. Painting, like cooking, is a good way for me to act and … Continue reading Binge Painting
Monday is for motivation, or moxie, the new word I found and enjoy, because it is the first day of the week. If we're being completely honest, I'm unprepared for today because everything I've written sounded much better in my head. Let's just say we're not pulling out the brightest crayons in the box. My … Continue reading Just say…no?
...the milk I pumped for baby was green!
Wow, my first Mothers Day!
I must vent... Pregnancy brain, mommy brain, whatever this jello inside my skull is doing, has confused me to no avail.
I've finally submitted my last and final undergraduate assignment this morning! The relief felt oddly painful. No, really, my heart rate accelerated and I was getting a little warm. Completion anxiety? Is that a thing? In any case, I am quite excited to have fought back against the obstacles that have deterred my course. Many of them … Continue reading Finally!
I originally planned to use today's blog to explain why I won't share any photographs of my baby online. Why? I guess because I feel strongly about consent and privacy of minors, among other things. So I spent an hour writing out my point-of-view... Then, I heard a Fatherly voice say, "who cares?" Well, hello, I … Continue reading Just let go already
Under any circumstance, because of my relationship with my body, I believed that I would have a wonderful pregnancy free of pain and yucky symptoms. Yea, I know, wishful thinking. You may find this laughable but I consider my personal "morning sickness" to be a product of spiritual sickness, not biology.
Solitude can be a beautiful thing when exercised with purpose and I found refuge in getting away from my socially toxic ways. However, too much time alone can also be harmful. My alone time transformed into self-punishment. I castigated myself for not being able to change the bad things that happened in my life, such as being fired.