Tag: motherhood
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Midnight Speed
I swear the middle of the night is when I am most productive. I want to clean the dishes, fold the laundry, pick up things… I don’t want to stop. Most of the time, I have to force myself to go to bed because if I don’t, little baby girl will wake up as soon…
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Tears
My poor daughter has been grunting and crying for the past 30 minutes, with what looks like an upset tummy. We had been spending the evening with my mom and dad but the evening was cut short. We packed our bags and headed into the car where little girl cried the whole way home. Little…
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Self Care
Sometimes, I forget to shower. I will forget to brush my teeth and not realize till it’s midday. I beat myself up wondering why I can’t bring myself to perform these simple daily functions of a normal human being, but I remind myself that I’m not normal. I am a mother, in my own unique…
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Magic
My daughter sees everything around her as pure wonder, a sight to be amazed by. Everything is new and she feels safe and okay to explore her surroundings. What I would do have that innocence again. As I held her in her rocking chair tonight, singing Journey’s “Don’t Stop Believing” in perfect lullaby fashion, her…
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Carrot Baby Food
Today, my sweet Emma, my 6 month old Rockstar of a daughter, had to eat her carrots. Carrots are nowhere near her favorite of Gerbers baby food choices but it was the selection of the day. She drudgingly took spoonful by spoonful with carrot sludge drooping down her little chin. Why do they not make…
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Who am I
Who am I? A mother. A wife. A daughter. I am also weak, trying to see the hope in the dim lit rooms of my home while my husband is away at work. I am sad, looking upon my daughter’s beautiful face and hoping she doesn’t see the emotions that wreak havoc on my mind.…
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