HAIKU: A mother's time
There is nothing like
being a mother because
her time is priceless.
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There is nothing like
being a mother because
her time is priceless.
Next week little miss piggy (Gabi0 will be 8 months and I'm surprised I've been breastfeeding for just as long. I plan to wean her at one unless her teeth become an issue and she has several teeth already with more sprouting out like every other week (literally).
Since she's been teething I haven't gotten as much rest as normal. She's been waking up a couple times throughout the night which is making me restless. Not only am I tired from lack of sleep but my body is trying to keep up with her demands of milk. I have been pretty close to quitting and closing up the milk machine (its gotten that frustrating) and having monthly visits from "aunt flo." I wasn't one of the lucky ones with a delayed start of menstruating - I got mine back at 8 wks post-partum.
Miss Piggy and her monster brother seem to get along fine. Gabi is pretty fiesty and likes to have things go her way - but there's a problem with that... so does big brother Willie. He wants things his way too. People have been warning me about when they get older - how they will argue and get on my nerves. Somedays I can see that and others not necessarily.
There age difference may have something to do with it. I'm not to happy on the age gap even though some say it will benefit me sooner than later. I'm still in shock over the fact that I have kids at all. I'm not putting myself down when I say this but I never saw myself as the mothering type (lol). My boyfriend is a great father to his children and has always said that he wanted kids - in which it shows.
I completely understand why my mother only wanted one child but some say you're not really a parent unless you have more than one. Basically I got in trouble for everything since I could blame anyone else. The bottom line: I got my work cut out for me...for a long time 
Writing is easy
when you write about what your
feelings are inside.
I have been keeping various magazines for awhile after I read them. Usually for reference of articles but this time I'm looking to recycle them in a creative way by using them for my collage projects. I plan to do two of them (one for each of my kids) based on their likes and dislikes. I think it will be great to have something else to look back on besides photos and their artwork. My son is actually pretty creative with his school projects so he may help me put the collages together.
I plan to have a few pictures of them in the collage but have words and illistrations describing their personalities. They'll get a kck out of seeing these when they are older. I actually have a collage I did for myself which I'll be adding more stuff to it and getting it laminated along with the others.
I loved doing collages when I was in school and continued doing them after high school. I think this would be a good way to reduce stress and spend time with my rugrats. Some people may think they are time consuming but it depends on the size and content. Once I get started it doesn't take me too long to finish (may a few days at the most).
In the future I'll post some pics but in the mean time I got lots of letters, words, and pictures to cut. (Happy cutting to me!)
It has been 4 years since my mother passed away and even while growing up I wondered who my father was since my mother didn't care to give me many details about him. I think she was hurt from when I would as her yet I've only asked about 2 or 3 times. Hurt from what happened between them or the fact he wasn't around? I'm not sure. The few times I would ask she got upset and I though she was upset at me. Now that I think about it she may have been upset for several reasons.
I can't lie and say I'm happy about not knowing anything about him - I'm furious that he's never been around to help my mother or try to contact me. If your dead that's the only exception I'll take. If you've been living your life everyday knowing you have a seed that is your flesh n blood out there somewhere like its none of your business having no regards then I have every right to be upset.
I have plenty of questions to ask but with so much time that has gone by most may not be worth answering. I can't help but wonder if another family is out there - siblings, uncles, aunts, cousins. If I never learn anything else about my father or find him then it wasn't meant for me to know and that's okay. Maybe I'll find out something I wished I didn't learn but for now I'll just keep wondering.
Nancy A. Herrin (Feb. 1959 - Nov. 2005)
A very special mother to me who has given me support when I needed it most.
Who encouraged me to do my best in everything I do.
I know I don't say this very often for what you have done for me and what you have given me, but I wanted to say thank you and I love you very much.
From the bottom of my heart.
I appreciate everything you have done for me.
You have not only given me life but many opportunities to do so much.
I know we have had our mishaps in the past and have had hard times together that I will never forget.
To my beautiful mother Nancy A. Herrin, Thank you.
Words can't express my feelings for you; from your daughter, Tanisha L. Herrin