What defines me?

Cancer , A Dozen Kids , Life, Struggle

Lately, as things move at the speed of light. I need to remind myself this is my life. Even a little bit of a pep talk to myself that I deserve the life that is mine. Thing is I love Marc more than I ever knew you could love. Seriously, it hurts me to think …

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Truly I’ve felt married to Marc since the very moment I stepped into his car. He whisked me off my feet the very moment we meet. Maybe even before with all the paitence he had with me leading up to meeting. Yet now that I am 57 days from the day I get to share …

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Beginning to believe my bday is cursed. That or I’ve got it stuck in my head that it will be a bad day before it begins and so that’s exactly what I get. I really tried to project a good day and not let the endless amount of crap that piled on me not affect …

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I’ve been bragging of my perfect love now for almost five years. It wasn’t till this year that I seen so clearly how every move he makes is because in his mind it’s to better us. Maybe just to better the kids or I day to day life but it’s always with us in mind. …

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Rounding into our fifth year together it’s clear to me this is our perfect. Us together, as a team, a family, this is the close as it will ever get to perfection. On Mother’s Day at that beautiful mansion Marc stopped to tell me that for the very first time in his life he realized …

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Oh Gosh, Mother’s Day is usually one of those days when I’m screaming on the inside. Mostly it has been filled of hiccups and stress if I’m just being honest. A few were okay but none stand out as the one to remember until this year. This year I didn’t plan! Let’s be real I …

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Here we are the time has come. My first born is ready to walk that stage. His little sister did beat him by a year but she wasn’t able to walk a stage due to the pandemic. Allen gets the chance to walk the stage. I can’t even begin to tell you how proud I …

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I spent so much time thinking of how angry I was that the men I chose to bare kids with don’t do their share. Never taking the time to reflect on the strength I gained from doing it on my own. Without that help I had to find ways to rely on myself. Not only …

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I have felt that awful double standard heavier than normal this week. The double standard where men think it’s a role of a Mother to do and his to do when he feels like it. I’m so sick of hearing them tell me they have struggles. Like I am not your therapist! Don’t come to …

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What or who in your life fills your bucket? Your emotional bucket that makes you feel complete and happy. For me it’s Marc taking pride in me. Even him muttering the word proud in reference to me just lights me up from within. Maybe it’s some childhood repressed emotional baggage that gives me this need …

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