Welcome to March

It’s the first day of March. It’s the last month of the first quarter of 2018. How are you love? How are your goals coming along? Are you reaching them? Are you rewriting or drafting new ones? It’s never too late to start.

Goals are never ending. Whether they be personal or professional, you should get in the habit of setting some. It could be as simple as trying out that new Thai restaurant in your neighborhood. Do something that makes you happy.

My goals are pretty simple. I have to get to work on planning Munch’s 10th birthday. My young man is about to be in double digits and I’m having an anxiety attack because he’s growing too fast. I just want to remember every inch of his face for as long as I live. So, my goals for this month are about plan, execute and remember.

-Book the place for Munch’s party

-Attend my nephew’s 4th birthday party

-Order the cake for Munch’s party

-Order the decorations for Munch’s party

-Plan the birthday party menu

-Attend my sorority’s paint night event

-Attend my sorority’s recognition dinner

-Take more pictures of Munch and I

-Teach Munch how to journal

-Reserve Munch’s spot in summer camp

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What are your goals for this month? Anything special happening? Let me know in the comments.

 

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43 Life Lessons

Today is my birthday. My 43rd to be exact. I’m ecstatic. I’ve lived to see another year. I’m so blessed. Life hasn’t always been easy, but I’m a firm believer that there is a lesson in the midst of chaos. I’ve learned a lot over the years. So, I want to share with you the 43 life lessons that I’ve learned along the way:

  1. Life isn’t fair.
  2. Show up and show out.
  3. Be intentional.
  4. Love like there’s no tomorrow.
  5. Forgive yourself.
  6. Forgive others.
  7. Love yourself truly, madly and deeply.
  8. Believe.
  9. Have hope.
  10. Have faith.
  11. Make better choices.
  12. Leave if you want too.
  13. Leave if you need too.
  14. Choose you.
  15. Choose happiness.
  16. Release negative people.
  17. Release negative thoughts.
  18. Trust again.
  19. Get therapy.
  20. Set goals.
  21. Achieve your goals.
  22. Meditate.
  23. Protect your brand/name.
  24. Love again.
  25. Tell people you love them.
  26. Own your truth.
  27. Travel.
  28. Drink wine.
  29. Love what you do.
  30. Journal.
  31. Be willing to change.
  32. Pray.
  33. Take plenty of pictures.
  34. Smile often.
  35. Get a yearly check-up.
  36. Exercise occasionally. LOL.
  37. Drink water.
  38. Do what you love.
  39. Find your purpose.
  40. Write your own rules.
  41. Re-write your rules if you feel like it.
  42. Give freely.
  43. Dream often and in color.

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Day 2: My Niece

I had to send a special thankfulness post to my beautiful niece. In this #23DaysofThankfulness post, I wanted to highlight this amazing young lady that I’ve been blessed to know, love and watch grow into the great woman that she is today. My niece is a sophomore in college and is a cheerleader for her school. What makes her so amazing? Her fighting spirit.

See, my niece is 19 today. Happy Birthday Princess! Auntie loves you more than you could ever imagine.

Nineteen years ago today, I was blessed to witness the birth of my first niece. It was an epic experience as that was the first time ever that I had witnessed a live birth and just being there with my sister and her husband watching life come into this world overwhelmed me with such joy. She was a preemie. She was born eight weeks early. We were so worried, but the doctors told us that her weight being 5 pounds even was a great sign.

She was in NICU and her dad and I went to visit her. She was so tiny and beautiful. I put my hand through the holes in her glass incubator and rubbed her chest as she screamed, crying and oblivious to the world around her. I said “Princess, don’t cry. Your daddy is right here with me.” No lie, she stopped crying, opened her eyes and looked right at her dad. He started crying like a baby.

A fighter was born.

And just like those many years ago that she was fighting for stronger lungs and a low birth weight, she’s continued to make us proud. In everything she does. It was at the age of 16 that my princess suffered a mental break down. I watched this strong and vibrant girl crumble from the things in her mind. I loved harder.

I admired my sister for her continued strength to love and encourage her daughter as well as mother her other two children while being a full-time working wife. Can you imagine having to do all that? I was thankful for it all. My niece brought mental health closer to home for us. She helped us understand her needs. She grew super close to my mom and we just loved each other more.

Throughout her mental health struggles we learned to love and learn how we can help. We encourage each other. We encourage her. We are thankful for the opportunities that her school provides with free therapy and her own room. What a blessing! So, my day two of my #23DaysofThankfulness is for my niece. Thank you for making me love a little harder, learn more about mental health and just living this beautiful life. You are loved and appreciated more than you know.

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This Moment In Time

Today is a very special day. It’s the day that we honor and celebrate a great man. My man. My love. My heart.

One of the things that I’m open about is that on this journey in finding love I stumbled. I took the roads that were meant for others and I settled by the side of the road with some people that I shouldn’t have. It was all part of my journey.

But, I got up. I kept moving forward. I kept believing that God had heard my plea for him to send me a man that would love my son and I as though we were flesh of his flesh. A man that would support and encourage my dreams and believe in me. A man that could support me in raising my son.

He did hear my plea.

It was 23 months ago that he sent me a wonderful man that grew on me. He stayed around and endured my inquisition. He stayed around and respected my values. He stayed around and loved me where I stood. He didn’t try to change me. He didn’t try to make me into something that I’m not. He just loved me.

Do you know how amazing that is?

He’s not perfect and neither am I.  But, we’re grown. We continually work at our relationship and on our communication. When I pour out my heart and let him know how I’m feeling, he listens. He takes it in and he works on things. He works with me.

So, I know that I’m gushing, but this man is amazing and I want to thank God for him. It was 44 years ago today that God created him to go through life’s challenges and storms because He was preparing him. God was preparing him for me. I’m thankful for that preparation and I’m thankful that God loved me enough to send him in my life.

Happy Birthday to my Mr. C! I can’t wait to celebrate and honor him for being the wonderful friend and man that he is. If I died tomorrow, I would be okay knowing that I found love. This moment in time is more than I could have ever imagined.

In this space, I am loved. Infinitely more each day than yesterday. I will honor and speak vision into the life of this great man that God has gifted me with. I pray that this year will be better for him than the last and that everything that he works for will come to fruition. I pray that God gives him guidance and strength to continue to be the awesome son, father and boyfriend that he is.

I pray that he will always know that he is loved.

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Happy 9th Birthday Munch

It was 9 years ago today at 11:34 a.m. that I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. He weighed 5 pounds, 15 ounces and I loved him more than I ever thought possible. I cried tears of joy when I heard him cry for the first time. I made his dad leave me and stay with him. I didn’t want him out of our sight. He was so tiny that I was worried that he would always be small. I was told that he was the perfect weight for a preemie.

I relaxed. I touched his hands. His face. His feet. I was in awe of this beautiful bundle of joy. Two eyes. Two ears. Ten fingers. Ten toes. I counted everything. I studied this little person vowing that I would never let anything happen to him. That I would fiercely protect his spirit and teach him to serve others.

With each passing year it becomes harder to watch him grow up and navigate his own life. I still want that chubby little boy that loved his bottle and binky. That little boy that looked at everything with an inquisitive yet unconcerned stare. This almost pre-teen is my greatest joy and gift.

So, today I celebrate God’s greatest gift to me. I want to let him know…

You are loved more than you could ever know. I wish you nothing but joy and happiness and laughter. I wish you peace and understanding that life sometimes brings challenges and changes, but you will get through it. I wish you lots of hugs and kisses in knowing that there is nothing in this world that could make me happier than being your mommy.

Happy Birthday Munch!

 

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It’s My Birthday

Today is my birthday. I’m 42. I’m going to work. I’m not taking off. I’m not ashamed of growing older. I just keep laughing and wondering where the time went. I used to be afraid of watching the year turn, but no more.

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Growing old is an honor. One that I intend to embrace. I’ve gotten healthier and I’m happier. I went to the doctors a couple of weeks ago and all my labs look great. I had even lost 10 pounds since I last saw him. I still have weight that I want to lose, but I was inspired by the scale since I started reading labels and watching my carbs.

What is my wish? That 2017 be amazing!

That’s it.

I’ve come along way and I have many miles to go. I will keep learning and keep growing. I will keep writing. 42 is just a number and you know what? I’m happy to have made it.

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Munch Madness

Hey Loves,

As promised here are some photos from Munch’s party on the 30th of April. Munch turned 8 and I have to tell you that it has been interesting. Already. I keep looking at this boy wondering why he’s growing up so fast and trying to make sure that I am not going to lose my mind because of some of the slick stuff he says out of his mouth.

I hope this smart mouthed response phase passes soon or I will be writing about the son who used to live with me. The child formerly called Munch. The boy I birthed and sold to the circus because he lost his dang mind. LOL.

But, it was a beautiful time. He hadn’t had a birthday party in 3 years. I wanted to throw him a party to just honor the boy he’s become. The boy who endured so much when his parents first split up. The boy who is adjusting to the custody schedule. The boy who makes me laugh when I don’t feel like it or gives me kisses to make me feel better.

That kid. That was the one that I wanted to throw a party for. To show him that he is loved, appreciated and wanted more than anything in this world. I wanted him to know that he will always and forever be loved, wanted and blessed.

However, trying to organize a birthday party and a move within a week of each other was rough. I thank God for my friends. My best friend Nikki did a lot with my move and then came through with the birthday party stuff the following week. She was picking up the balloons and setting up the place for me.

Why? Because I was a wreck. I hadn’t even ordered the food. I damaged the cake while I was transporting it. I was at the store the day of the party picking up a veggie platter, fruit platter, sodas, water and juice boxes. My trunk still had stuff from the move and I was picking up kids for the party. Yep, it was that kind of day.

My girlfriend Sherie came in and helped Nikki set-up. Oh and Rachel and Christine and all the wonderful mothers who came in and just did stuff. Do you know that I am thankful for each and every one of them? There were many other parents who offered to help but the other ladies were handling it and I was so overwhelmed with gratitude I just asked them to enjoy the festivities.

When it was over we had to be out of the room at the exact time or they would have charged me extra. The kids could still swim until the pool closed, but we had to be out of the party room. We had 15 minutes. Can you say rushed?

These parents stacked up chairs, folded tables, removed decorations, dumped trash and swept the floor that I couldn’t do or say anything other than thank you. I’m still saying thank you. I told you before that God has blessed me and my son with some wonderful friends and family who just come in and do stuff. We are ever grateful.

Oh and before you ask…Yes, my son’s father was invited. So, was his family. They all came. They had a good time and my son was happy. That was the most important thing. He was happy.

We may be getting good at this co-parenting thing after all. LOL. Pray for us.

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