Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers out there!
8 years ago I became a Mother, not willingly or desperately trying, actually rather wishing I didn't, at the time.
I've raised my little girl with the help of my parents and she is turning into a beautiful young lady.
She's stubborn, a neat freak, exceptionally smart... alot like her mama! :) jk
There are times that I go home after working all day to pay for the house we live in, the bills that accumulate, the extra clothes/purse that she just has to have, and I don't feel like being a Mom. I would rather lay on the couch, watch "Cougartown" and just chill out.
I don't want to mow the lawn, I don't want to feed the dogs, I don't want to worry about when my check is going to deposit to make sure our house is not foreclosed on.
I don't want to do the extra 3 baskets of laundry because my daughter has to change her outfit three times a day.
I don't want to go to the grocery store because I could live off a jar of peanut butter.
I don't want to drive her over to her friends house because I'm too tired.
I don't want to read to her at night because I'm too lazy.
And, after all these "don't want too's".....
I want to be the best Mother to Bri because she loves me unconditionally.
She can't leave the house in the morning if she's mad at me, she always comes back to give me a hug and apologize.
She can't go to bed at night if she's upset, and always comes out of her room and says, "Mom, we need to talk".
She's my purpose in life. She keeps me on track.
Sometimes, she questions things I do and I have to give her an explanation or she won't stop pestering me.
She's not perfect, by any means, and neither am I.
She gave me a goal, 8 years ago, to create/build the best life I could for us.
At the end of the day, her best interest is on my mind.
Last night, we went "pantie" shopping. They had some skimpy little panties for young girls and we were looking at them. In the end, she picked out the ones with little monkeys and icecream cones on them. She said, panties aren't suppose to look like that Mom! (pointing to the skimpy ones)
I said, that's right honey!
And, I knew I had done something right :)
I love Bri and I'm thankful to be a Mother, even if I wasn't ready at 19.
That's all for now
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8 years ago I became a Mother, not willingly or desperately trying, actually rather wishing I didn't, at the time.
I've raised my little girl with the help of my parents and she is turning into a beautiful young lady.
She's stubborn, a neat freak, exceptionally smart... alot like her mama! :) jk
There are times that I go home after working all day to pay for the house we live in, the bills that accumulate, the extra clothes/purse that she just has to have, and I don't feel like being a Mom. I would rather lay on the couch, watch "Cougartown" and just chill out.
I don't want to mow the lawn, I don't want to feed the dogs, I don't want to worry about when my check is going to deposit to make sure our house is not foreclosed on.
I don't want to do the extra 3 baskets of laundry because my daughter has to change her outfit three times a day.
I don't want to go to the grocery store because I could live off a jar of peanut butter.
I don't want to drive her over to her friends house because I'm too tired.
I don't want to read to her at night because I'm too lazy.
And, after all these "don't want too's".....
I want to be the best Mother to Bri because she loves me unconditionally.
She can't leave the house in the morning if she's mad at me, she always comes back to give me a hug and apologize.
She can't go to bed at night if she's upset, and always comes out of her room and says, "Mom, we need to talk".
She's my purpose in life. She keeps me on track.
Sometimes, she questions things I do and I have to give her an explanation or she won't stop pestering me.
She's not perfect, by any means, and neither am I.
She gave me a goal, 8 years ago, to create/build the best life I could for us.
At the end of the day, her best interest is on my mind.
Last night, we went "pantie" shopping. They had some skimpy little panties for young girls and we were looking at them. In the end, she picked out the ones with little monkeys and icecream cones on them. She said, panties aren't suppose to look like that Mom! (pointing to the skimpy ones)
I said, that's right honey!
And, I knew I had done something right :)
I love Bri and I'm thankful to be a Mother, even if I wasn't ready at 19.
That's all for now
@---)---)----
Comments
so sweet. we all do the best we can with the hardest job in the world...you are an excellent mom, keep up the good work :)