Monday, January 24, 2011
When I was pregnant with my second child, I asked myself on several occasions "How am I going to love someone as much as I love Summer?". I could not wrap my head around the idea that my heart was big enough for not only one daughter, but two. I felt that to love another as much as I loved Summer would be impossible. Yet, once I laid eyes on Skye, I knew how it worked. My heart just doubled to make space for my new angel. I'm so blessed, not only because God gave me the gift of children, but that he gave me two smart, beautiful, awesome kids. I love them. Their personalities, their bad habits. The love a mother has for her children is unlike any other. Skye turned 4 years old yesterday. I cannot believe my baby girl is actually 4! That sounds so much older than 3. I'm so happy that both of my children are happy. It is evident in everything that they do. They way they walk, their confidence, the way they talk, their smile, the way they're opinionated, their frowns. I love them completely, irrevocably.
Friday, January 21, 2011
I've decided to start blogging again. I want to bring out my writing creativity and will use this blog to do so. I'm so rusty at writing right now. Hopefully this Creative Writing class I'm currently taking will bring out the writer inside of me again. Today I'll be brief and will leave with this quote "I would rather live my life close to the birds, than to waste it wishing I had wings". Loved it!
Thursday, April 8, 2010
I've had kids. Two actually, but they were c-section babies, so I never pushed, or anything like that. I just had to be there and wait. My little cousin had her first baby girl on April 3, 2010 and I was privileged enough to be able to witness this miracle. Charmaine was a soldier through the entire process. She barely complained, although she was in great pain. She moaned a bit, said "wait a minute" a couple of times, but mostly she just shook her leg whenever the contractions were coming. I have to say that I'm pretty proud of myself for actually watching! I am NOT the one for stuff like this. But it was different watching a baby being born. It was unbelievable really. She was out in less than 10 minutes! This little bundle of joy that we've been waiting to meet was suddenly there. And the best part was knowing how Charmaine was feeling. That feeling is so indescribable. Seeing this person that you've been feeling inside of you for months and months. You finally get the picture you created in your head replaced with the actuality. And that is the best part, because no matter what, the reality is always better than what we hope for. She's a beauty. I love her. AND I'm her Godmother! I'm going to be the best Godmother she could ever have hoped for! So I proudly introduce Miss Keirah Grace Knight to all of you!
Monday, March 15, 2010
Have you ever looked at a certain situation you were in, and thought to yourself, "This is not where I'm supposed to be"? I'm doing that. I love life, and I want to love everything about my life, but right now, some things are just NOT RIGHT. I look around and I think to myself, this isn't right. I'm not living where I want to live, I'm not doing some of the things I want to be doing. I'm just going with the flow, and I don't like the way I'm flowing, the direction, right now. I am trying to be as "nice" as I can be. But sometimes being "nice" gets old. Especially when it's not appreciated. I want to be appreciated if I'm going to go out of my way to be "nice". I'm sacraficing some of my happiness being "nice". I think I'm tired of being "nice". Is it wrong for me to be tired of being "nice"? I feel as though I'm being taken for granted, and that is what bothers me the most. I have no problem helping out and doing nice things, or even sacraficing for the sake of others, but I do have a problem with being unappreciated and feeling like I'm being taken for granted. I think that is what I'm tired of, because no matter what, if I have to do things for people and I'm able to do it, I will. But I just want a "thank you", or a "You don't know how much this means to me". I don't want to feel like I'm SUPPOSED to be doing things, when I defintely know that I don't have to.