Spring Wish List

I started thinking about what goals that I wanted to accomplish for spring both personally and professionally. Thanks to Rosie over at Rosie Culture who creates micro goals each season and crosses off these great goals. How awesome to think of your goals in seasons instead of years. So, I got to thinking that I wanted to do the same and here’s what I came up with:

  • Create a Facebook Cover for my Facebook account
  • Update my blog’s theme
  • Get 1500 WordPress followers
  • Get 100 more Instagram followers
  • Get 100 more Twitter followers
  • Join a couple of blogger networks
  • Register Munch for summer camp
  • Give Munch a birthday party
  • Finish my service event for my sorority (we’re doing a toiletry drive)
  • Attend my sorority’s gala
  • Hire my 5th employee
  • Take a class on managing employees
  • Create a project plan for an audit that I’m working on
  • Take a day trip to Philly with Mr. C for cheesesteaks and sightseeing
  • Take a paint class with Mr. C.



Want to keep in touch? You can find me on social media at the following links:  Twitter @mskeeinmd, Facebook page A Thomas Point of View and my Instagram page https://www.instagram.com/mskeeinmd/.


Day 1: Seven Days of Thankfulness

I decided that I would do 7 days of thankfulness leading up to Thanksgiving next week to appreciate all that I’ve been through and survived in the last year. I am different. Stronger. Happier.

It’s a journey. Some good and some bad, but it could be worse. I am thankful for all that have and have witnessed. I want us to see the good in just living and to be thankful for that. So, won’t you join me? Won’t you write for 7 days things that you are thankful for?

Let’s start:

I’m thankful for motherhood. You may not know my story, but I will keep it brief…Difficult conception. Two rounds of IVF. Sickness and bed rest. But, I prayed. God heard. Munch was born. I am his mother. I am thankful for him. Thankful that he continues to thrive through difficult times. I found out that he made honor roll this week and his ceremony is in a couple of weeks. Even with all that transition at his school, he is putting forth his best effort.

My Munch continues to inspire me each day. To be better. To do more. To give more.

Motherhood. I’m thankful for motherhood because that brought me Munch. There is no greater joy than hearing him say “Mommy, I love you and you’re the best mommy in the world.”

National Boyfriend’s Day?

Are we just making up stuff now? Yesterday was National Boyfriend’s Day. Did you know it? Do you care? LOL.

I sent my own boyfriend (Mr. C) a notice that it was National Boyfriend’s Day. He thought it was hilarious and asked “Is that right and what do boyfriends get in their honor?”  Stop being nosey. I’m not telling you what I told him.

But I did some research and found out the following:

“National Boyfriend Day is here. Falling on third of October every year, the day is an unofficial holiday meant to celebrate (as the name suggests) the man you love.

Even though ‘boyfriend’ refers to a person with whom you are in intimate relationship, people also celebrate the day to appreciate the men they love platonically.” V. Sonawane – IB Times 

Pretty cool huh? We get Valentine’s Day and he gets National Boyfriend’s Day. LOL. But, seriously we are going to see each other this weekend and I’ll treat him to dinner. However, let it be said that I don’t need to show him how much I appreciate him by giving him gifts. He’s a pretty simple man and before you get it twisted, I don’t need him to spoil me with gifts either.

Since he is an avid reader of my blog I thought it would be a great idea to tell him publicly (and of course my closest friends) how much I appreciate him. Here’s my letter to him:

Dear Babe:

Thank you for the many hours of conversation that you provide. Thank you for consoling me when my worries and anxiety threaten to consume me. Thank you for the many dates you spend enjoying my presence and courting my spirit. Thank you for friendship, for prayer and for love. 

In honor of National Boyfriend’s Day I want to thank you publicly for being you. You have become my biggest supporter and my best friend. You help me to see that there are no limits that I can’t reach and you calm my tormented spirit just by being in my presence. I truly want to thank you for who you are and what you do. 

I thank God each and every day for you because you really make me love and appreciate the healthy and normal. Our relationship is ever evolving and moods change often, but you respect me like I respect you to give each other space. I want to thank you for always giving me time even when you’re too exhausted to give it. I want to thank you for the last year, for today and for the future. I want to spend every day loving the space that you and I create and honoring you with all that I am and all that I have. Thank you for loving my erratic mind, my quirky spirit and the essence of me. I love you.

You think he’ll like it?

Munch Madness – 08/11/2016

Hey Folks,

I wanted to tell you that Munch is back and better than ever. Thank you all for your well wishes and concerns last week with his scarlet fever. We’re now enjoying the last days of summer before school starts. I can’t believe how old this kid is getting and some of the funny things he says. I wanted to share some…

When talking about his swimming lessons to my mom…

Nana, I don’t know. I don’t think I’m good at this swimming thing.

When trying to explain to me why he got so dirty at camp the other day…

Mommy, it’s because I was climbing all over Jesus. The Camp Director says “Munch, that wasn’t Jesus.” He replied, “Uh huh. Yes, it was. He had a beard”.

When getting ready to return to camp after being out sick for a week…

I’m not sure I’m ready. I think I need another day.

When asked why he doesn’t like swim lessons…

I can’t hear them when I’m underwater. It’s too much noise.

When asked why he got paint all over his hands…

Because I’m an artist mommy. That’s what we artists do.


Told you my kid was hilarious. Well, we’re gearing up for his first guitar lesson on Saturday and I’ll post about that next week. I’m excited to see how he enjoys it. He did enjoy the Howard County Fair on Sunday.

He wanted to get on the roller coaster. I didn’t think he was ready. He begged and I consented. We got on that roller coaster and lost his dang mind. He started screaming and carrying on “I want to get off now!” “Mommy, please tell them to stop it!” He was crying real tears too. Scared him out of his mind.

Yeah. I couldn’t believe it either. SMH. Kids! “Munch, you are going to have to wait until the ride is over” I said.  He proceeded to scream death in my ears the whole time. Learned Lesson – No more roller coasters for Munch. EVER!

But, there were other things and moments he enjoyed and I loved being there with him. He’s growing up so quickly and it’s important that we make time to do things together. I don’t ever want to miss out on his life.

The Wait

Today’s love theme is about waiting. I posted last month in a two part series about waiting until marriage to have sex again and the importance of honoring my temple and honoring God. Since it’s February and ya’ll are all in love, looking for love, hope to be in love and everything in between, I want to talk about the love called…waiting.

Last September after over a year of dating, I got tired of all the foolishness that I was encountering with the men that I met. I started thinking about what I was putting out in the world to attract the kind of manipulative and immature men that I was meeting. What is wrong with me? I decided that self-reflection was something that I needed to do, but more importantly I needed to pray. I needed guidance.

So, I went to the man above. I went to God and in earnest asked him to help me. I wanted to find love and be in love with a man that honored him first. I told him I was tired of doing it on my own and that I wanted to live in His will.  I told him that I know I needed to change and I needed him to send me the man that he wanted me to be with. (It’s A LOT RIGHT?)

Nope, not for my God. So, what did He do? He tempered the lust in my spirit. He allowed me to see clearly the things that I was doing. Now, before you get all up in your feelings know that what God did for me was put me in a place to receive his word, follow his will and be open to the man that he wanted me to have. He was positioning me in a place of power.

I was still doing the on-line dating thing with little interest (I wasn’t interested) in the candidates that I was meeting. I could almost smell the BS in their profile. In my random polite responses of “How are you?” “Thank you for the compliments” and “I had a great weekend” Mr. C. slipped in. Who would’ve thunk it?

Since I delete all the emails in my box I accidentally deleted what he said to me. I asked him, “What did you write in your profile?” He responded “Nothing”. I asked again because apparently he didn’t hear me. “No, for real. What did you write in your profile? I accidentally deleted it.” He responded, “Nothing.” I told him that I’m so shocked that I even responded to him because two rules that I have…don’t respond to a man that doesn’t have a profile picture and don’t respond to a man that doesn’t write anything about himself or what he’s looking for.

Hmm? I was floored. Still can’t figure out what made me respond to his empty profile, but the point of this is that when we started to talk about what we were looking for, likes/dislikes, family, etc. I made it perfectly clear that I was taking my cookies off the table and keeping them firmly locked away in the cupboard until marriage. I told him that I’m not rushing marriage or anything, but that sex was out of the question and how did he feel about that.

He paused. He said, “Okay, so you want to live as God instructs us to and not commit the sin of fornication?” Hot diggity-dog. He knew God was in my heart before I had to tell him. I said, “Yes.” He said, “Okay” and asked “Can we revisit the subject every 6 months?” I said, “Okay, that’s fair, but God isn’t going to give the okay to commit a sin.” We laughed.

Just like that we knew that we were waiting. Waiting for sex and in the interim learning each other. Growing closer to God and to each other without being confused by sex. Sex confuses people to believe that they are in love. Sex isn’t love. Love is love. But, too many times we sell ourselves short for an interim need and feel depressed and disgusted when things don’t work out.

And trust me…many times they don’t! Can all my single friends raise their hands to this one? But, waiting gives you clarity and allows you to see a person without the emotional bond of sex clouding your judgement. That’s why we were happy to see that others waited and are waiting in our age group.

A new book is being released today called The Wait by DeVon Franklin and his wife Megan Good Franklin. Mr. C. and I will be reading this book and I will write my review on it, have him interview me about the book and I will interview him about his thoughts on the book. Stay tuned and pick up the book The Wait.





A Bit Of Everything
Domesticated Momster

Happy Thanksgiving!

Hi Everyone!

Happy Thanksgiving! I am thankful for so many things. Here’s just a few:

  • For my son
  • For my family
  • For my friends
  • For my fellow bloggers
  • For my gifts
  • For life
  • For choices
  • For discernment

I’m traveling this year. I’m headed home to visit my dad in Tennessee. It is going to be an interesting visit. I will share more in my 3 things on Saturday and when I return.

Wanted to leave you with this beautiful poem I found on-line. Be blessed and enjoy the day.

More Than A Day

As Thanksgiving Day rolls around,
It brings up some facts, quite profound.
We may think that we’re poor,
Feel like bums, insecure,
But in truth, our riches astound.

We have friends and family we love;
We have guidance from heaven above.
We have so much more
Than they sell in a store,
We’re wealthy, when push comes to shove.

So add up your blessings, I say;
Make Thanksgiving last more than a day.
Enjoy what you’ve got;
Realize it’s a lot,
And you’ll make all your cares go away.

By Karl Fuchs



Second Grade: We’re in the Big Leagues

Last week I attended Back to School Night at munch’s school and I realized that second grade is the big leagues. Why? Because that’s when more homework happens. Munch is in a French Immersion school so not only does he have his regular french curriculum this year he is now taking Reading Language and Arts everyday so that they can make sure that he is reading in English so that he can take his standardized testing.

Wow! Lots of work. This is also the year in which he will get “real” letter grades to let us know how he is truly doing. I have to be honest though…I’m kinda scared. Why? Because many people don’t realize that munch is the type of child that you have to explain the big picture and end result too. You have to let him know why you’re doing something or he won’t do it.

Feel my frustration and anxiety yet? I have faith that he will be successful and that it will all go good, but I am anxious. One thing that I’m neurotic about is making sure that his homework is done and that I review what he did in after care. If it is not accurate, I erase and make him do it again. His dad just lets it go sometimes. At least that is what he did last year. So, I called his dad last night and explained that “We have to make sure that we are checking the School Max portal weekly and that we are reviewing his homework for accuracy and recognizing his strengths and/or weaknesses so that we can get him help.” He said, “Okay”. I said, “This is in addition to his regular homework from his teacher that we have to stay on top of it.” “Okay” he replied. I sighed. “Thank you for listening and I will send you a copy of the paperwork I got from the teachers.”

Munch is 7. He will have approximately 6 hours of homework a week. He takes Tae Kwan Do 3 times a week and swimming once a week. I’m wondering if this is too much. I want him to be a success in school, but I want him to find that work-life integration that we adults try to find. Fun and work. I want that integration to start now. I can’t think that he can be successful if I cut out all of his activities, but I don’t want him to feel like he’s overloaded. I choose two activities that are on him. Not a team sport. An individual sport.

Second grade is hard. French is hard. Parenting is hard. However, I am going to be optimistic and claim that he will have a successful second grade year no matter what. I have too because this kid right here….


Deserves every bit of success.

Ah, the joys of parenting!

And It’s Done

Mr. K and I are over. We just couldn’t make it work. While I believe he is an awesome man, I’ve accepted the fact that he just might not be the man for me. That was hard to do. But, I know you can’t put a square peg in a circle. I’m not sure which of us is the peg, but you get the gist right?

Compatibility. Differing points of view I guess. I don’t know. Probably my smart mouth or a combination of things.


It’s hard. It was sad. But, I’m thankful for the time shared. I told you that I believe that people come into your life for a reason, season or lifetime and it’s up to you to figure that out. Well, his was probably a reason. To remind me that I deserve to have a man who opens doors for me, pays for dates and respects me as a woman. I’m thankful for the lesson learned and I’m thankful that I met him.

I’m going on vacation Saturday and I will sit on the beach (with a big glass of wine) and reminisce about better days. It is what it is. I don’t know what the future holds, but I’m optimistic.


Follow-up: Mother’s Day Memories

Hey Loves,

I had an awesome Mother’s Day this year. I just got back home from Tennessee late Tuesday evening and I’m still playing catch-up. However, I promised some photos of my trip with my family and wanted to share. My siblings, my nephew, my brother’s girlfriend and my son and I all flew into Memphis early Saturday morning to spend the weekend with my family.

It was 4 days of family fun. I am so blessed and happy that I got to see everyone and spend time with my grandma. I also got to see my dad. I’m saving that story for Father’s Day this year.

Check out the photos:
















Happy 7th Birthday Munch!

Today at 11:18 a.m. I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy who weighed 5 pounds 15 ounces. He was so tiny and I couldn’t believe I was a mother. When I heard his cry I started crying tears of joy because God had given me a child. I was overwhelmed with gratitude.

I was so sick that I couldn’t really hold him the first 24 hours of his birth. I couldn’t nurse him because the doctors were afraid that I would have a seizure and drop him. I was spiraling in health, but God. God knew that this little angel in my womb was sent from Him and that we both would survive. We did.

It’s seven years later and I am in awe of who my munch is! I’m always babbling about the funny things he says or how awesome he is, but I mean it. I can’t believe how fast time has flown. I have 3 different birthday parties planned for him. The first is at school later today and then at church school with his class on Saturday and finally on the 16th of May we are doing a big family dinner at his favorite hibachi restaurant. I can’t wait!

I don’t know how I’m doing in this mothering thing, but one thing for sure is that I wouldn’t change a thing. My life didn’t turn out as planned and many days I’m just winging it, but I hope and pray that this little boy knows how much I’ve changed because of him. He has truly made me a better person. For that, I am thankful.

So, dinner tonight at Chuck-e-Cheese. Why? Because he loves the mouse and it’s his birthday!