Tuesday Thoughts

Hello Good People!

How are you this Tuesday afternoon? You’ve been missed. I took some time off to regather and regroup my spirit. I needed to unwind and sleep. Mama is tired.

School is ending in two weeks for Munch and I’m planning summer activities, camp and work (yes, my baby will be working on Math and Reading this summer). I’m excited by the prospect of new adventures and no rushing to school and work. Less traffic is always a plus. For whatever reasons, there tend to be less cars on the road during the summer.

But, I’m thankful.  I’m thankful for great opportunities. I’m thankful for my job. I’m thankful for family and friends.

I got to spend time with my niece this weekend. Munch hadn’t seen her since Christmas because she was away at college. She is heading to another state to spend the summer with her dad next week so the time was precious. There were fights, arguments and lots of hugs and playing. He missed her. They are like siblings. He told her that she was a moron. She told him that his belly was fat. He cried.

I laughed. I explained that when you choose to call people names, you can’t get mad when they call you names back. The key is to not do it. Let your words be positive and productive and not cruel and hurtful. Alas, they made up and he fell asleep on her. It was beautiful.

There was peace.

The peace reminded me that even in my worst days when I feel like I can’t catch a break and things are not working…there is always love. Love between cousins. Love between parents and children. Love with your significant other. Love from your family and friends.

I am loved.

You are loved.

 

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MOTIVATIONAL MONDAY MOMENT – 5/8/2017

Yesterday I had breakfast with my girlfriend and we were talking about all the things that were going on since we last caught up. She was telling me all the great things that were going on for her. She’s getting a promotion into management, a raise, her multiple business are yielding profits and she’s looking to buy another house. Girlfriend was doing it. I was beaming with pride. She then says “I’m getting ready to write another book.” I paused. What? This girl already had written two books. I wondered, how did she find the time? The time to do all that she was doing. Heck, she was busier than I was.

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I asked her “How do you find the time to do all that you do, raise your daughter and run your multiple businesses and work and still have time to write your book? I can’t even finish mine. This weekend was relatively quiet as I had the March of Dimes walk and chapter meeting, but I had the rest of Saturday to myself, but I just can’t sit down and write.” She said “You’re not motivated.” I replied “I need sleep. I can’t deprive myself of sleep. Between work, raising Munch, being a girlfriend, my sorority activities and PTSA stuff and family stuff, I don’t have enough hours in the day. I need to rest when I have down time. I need to sleep. Do you ever sleep?” She said “I sleep. Everything goes off at 10 pm. I go to sleep. You’re not motivated to finish your book.” I sighed. Ugh! She was right. I was giving excuses. I wasn’t motivated.

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mo·ti·va·tionˌ(noun) – the general desire or willingness of someone to do something.

Mr. C has been telling me for the last couple of months to use my down time as time to write. To put my thoughts on paper. I always have excuses. I’m tired. I need to catch up on my sleep, wash clothes, clean the house, etc. I never have time to write. I didn’t know what it was until my girlfriend said it. I wasn’t motivated.

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So, my Motivational Monday Moment is all about finding your motivation. I lost my motivation. I do what I need too, but I’m too emotionally drained to do anything else. I need to get my motivation back. I set goals. I must achieve them. I have to keep moving forward.

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How do you stay motivated? How do you encourage yourself to keep doing something when you’re too emotionally drained to do it? What motivates you?

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Boycott Valentine’s Day

I love the idea of love. I love actual love. I love a lot of things. Heck, I’m in love. However, I don’t like going out on Valentine’s Day for dinner. It is my biggest pet peeve.

Let me tell you why….

Nine years ago when I was pregnant I had been on bed rest for the last month. My ex husband had made dinner arrangements for The Chart House (one of my favorite restaurants) that evening. I had been ordered to not have sex (umm, I’m pregnant and wanted to have sex with my husband) because they were afraid that I would go into pre-term labor. My life sucked.

I had two doctor’s appointments on Valentine’s Day. The first was my obstetrician who checked me out and said we could have sex. I was excited. I then went to see the maternal and fetal medicine doctor a few hours later who then told me no. I started to cry. He said, “I know it’s not what you want to hear, but I’m really concerned about your cervix shortening.” I was crushed.

Aren’t you supposed to have sex on Valentine’s Day with your husband? I was hormonal. I was looking forward to some big belly loving. But, it wasn’t meant to be. So, we went to dinner that night and the restaurant had so many tables squeezed in there that I couldn’t maneuver through the tables with my belly. I started to cry as I tried to slide my way to our table.

Men saw what was wrong and started to move their tables aside as tears rolled down my eyes. I felt like the biggest pregnant loser ever. No sex and I was too fat to get to our table.

My husband at the time was very comforting and encouraging. He told me that I was creating life and that was more important than anything, but I didn’t believe him. My self-esteem was shot. It was at that moment that I realized that I didn’t like Valentine’s Day and I would never go to dinner again. I felt that restaurants overbooked and added so many more tables to get the money in and I wasn’t going to take part in that foolishness. I was deeply wounded.

And you know what? I’ve never gone out on Valentine’s Day for dinner ever again. Every year that we were married after that my husband would ask did I want to go to dinner and every year I said “No, you remember that I’m boycotting right?” He would laugh and cook us dinner at home and that was fine with me.

This Valentine’s Day, I’m in a relationship with a wonderful man who I’ve expressed that I’m boycotting dinner at a great restaurant and he’s cool with that. He laughed. I’m not even seeing him on that day because it’s a weeknight and I have Munch. So, I will surprise Munch with a dozen heart balloons when he wakes up on Valentine’s Day. I will have a card for him and we will go to Toys R’Us for a toy after school and I will buy him dinner at Chipotle.

He will love it all the same and it will be a perfect mommy/son date. I couldn’t ask for anything more considering that I boycott dinner at a fancy restaurant on this day. He’ll kiss me and tell me that I’m the best mommy in the world and I will kiss him and tell him that he is the best son in the world.

And you know what? He is. Our love is perfect.

1,000 Followers!

Woohoo! I am at 1,000 WordPress followers. I can’t believe it. Ya’ll remember that it was in late September that I was excited to have made 800 WordPress followers. I’m now at 1,001 and received this notice…

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What an amazing blessing! I never thought being on this blogging journey would yield this amazing result. I thank you so much for following me, liking my posts and interacting with me. This has been a journey and you are all valued and appreciated.

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Never would I have imagined that I would meet such wonderful bloggers while just writing. Pouring out my heart and hoping that you can relate to me. I’m not the same person that I was last year. One year ago. I’ve changed so much.

Growth.

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It’s been scary, but you’ve been part of this journey. 2016 has been sweet and I can’t wait to keep pushing forward. I thank you a 1,000 times over.

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Blessings at Christ House

My girlfriends and I were given the great opportunity to be of service the Saturday after Thanksgiving. We volunteered at Christ House. What an amazing time we had! Serving others allows you to remember to count your blessings and that even Jesus came to serve.

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45 For the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve, and to give his life a ransom for many.”

In late September, I reached out to some of my girlfriends and asked them would they be interested in volunteering with me. We always say that we’re too busy and we wish we had more time to catch up so this was a way for us to do both. My friends heard the call and answered. I am thankful.

Although our first group effort lacked two members we made due. Christ House has a small kitchen so they can only have 3-5 volunteers at a time. So, we had three, including me. There were all men there (except for the nurses) and they were so kind and thankful for our efforts. We didn’t cook this time. We made sandwiches and salads and a side of fruit.

We were so blessed by this experience on Saturday that I was reminded of the blessings of: friendship, life, health, family and housing. Thanks abounded and we were given the blessing of being able to do some good will. They stopped and talked to us and the chef was so wonderful that we decided that we would volunteer our time at Christ House again.

A little about Christ House:

Christ House opened in December 1985 as the first 24-hour residential medical facility for homeless persons in the United States. Today, Christ House is still the only facility of its kind in the Washington, DC, metropolitan area where over 6,000 people experience homelessness every day. To the best of our knowledge, there are only 13 stand-alone residential medical facilities for the homeless like Christ House in all of the U.S. and Canada. Since our inception, we have had over 8,000 admissions.

Patients are admitted to Christ House from area hospitals, shelters, clinics, and medical outreach projects. They suffer from a variety of illnesses and injuries including cancer, hypertension and stroke, liver disease, kidney failure, diabetes and related amputations, HIV/AIDS, respiratory disease, major lacerations, fractures, and ulcerations of the skin. Many are malnourished, anemic, depressed, and desperately disconnected from healthy sources of support.

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Day 7: Seven Days of Thankfulness

Today is Thanksgiving and my last day of thankfulness. What am I thankful for today? Each and everyone of you.

Thank you for reading my blog. Thank you for following me. Thank you for commenting. Thank you for engaging me.

Thank you for friendships that have developed and questions answered. I wish each and everyone of you a very Happy Thanksgiving! May your stomachs be full of food, your hearts full of love and your mouth full of laughter. 

Celebrate and love each other.

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