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A Mothers Wish

2 Jul

I can not believe these posts.
http://www.theoaklandpress.com/articles/2011/07/01/news/doc4e0e0e70e3339017403217.txt#blogcomments

Are women who wear revealing clothes forced to “cover up”? Its absurd! Who wants to eat with a blanket over their head. This is a very important issue today, because breastfeeding is much healthier (than the alternative) for moms and babies. A healthier population means decreased health care costs. Breastfed babies have less allergies, are less obese, have more immunity to colds. People should be glad that mothers are breastfeeding. If a mother chooses to bottle her milk that is her CHOICE. Its at her convenience, we should support any parent who is caring for their child(ren). Isn’t that whats important the children. The rally today was to educate. We mothers have already made our choice, the state supports us and the federal government will follow and I hope you will as well. God bless.

He's in a milk coma

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Friday of Wonder

24 Jun

I wonder if there is a greater joy to be felt
Than what I feel when you smile at me
What Ive always wanted
Ive completed a piece of me

Isaiah a name I never knew
Until you came into my life
Now they call you Vida Blue
Or Zeeky

Whatever name you go by
The face will always be the same
The one who stole my heart
The one who wont give it away

You don’t have to be a kid for your dreams to come true
The more you live the more you’ll go through
My son don’t wonder I’ll always be there for you
And when I’m not your Father will never forsake you

My Two Loves

15 Apr

Days work is done. Kids have been bathed, dinner is done, baby is sleeping. I’m up as usual, thinking. Someone please tell me how to get my brain to go to sleep.

After another day with the kids and everything that goes along with that; I’m thinking of exploring other options. What does that mean?

Do I need to spend all day with my two children at home? Its not like we’re here learning mandarin; or working on Jr. Einstein science projects. Don’t get me wrong I am trying to step it up; we will be doing some art projects and we are having more story time. With Isaiah and Juliet its no cake walk.

Hey it could be worse. Like….

Working a minimum wage job; sitting down all day. Calling people begging for donations aka “fundraising”. Lying, being treated as a juvenile, HAVING to gossip with your bosses. Pumping milk in the conference room; being burst in on more than once.

Yes, this is the glass half full. This position I formerly held did offer flexibility, it was part-time w/option for full. More important, it was a laugh. Often we called it the “circus”. I could talk for hours about that job. Who wants a job?

I returned to work when Juliet was 5 weeks old. I missed her; I longed to spend more time with her. Here I am at the cross roads

A. I could continue to stay at home with the kids. At least until they enter pre-school

B. I could run away. (Joke)

C. I could go back to work.

I don’t want to leave the task of raising my children to someone else. I mean I wish I could teach them myself. Who really can train our children better than us, their parents. There is also the fact I really don’t trust anyone but their grandparents with them. Teachers, grandparents, and trust that’s another blog.

I do want a career.

I love to write, to film; to be creative. How can I merge the two? Guess I’ll just have to run away…….
(Joke)

Back to my hunt for the perfect career.

She's having fun

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My Picture of the year

29 Nov

Listening to NPR this morning I found out they are asking for submissions for what Pictures/Sounds of the Year. So here is mine. If you like it please follow the link and vote

http://www.thetakeaway.org/crowdsourcing/submission/19299/

Isaiah is what stands out for me this year. I have always wanted a son to dress up in those cute outfits and hats but when I found out I was pregnant I had mixed feelings. I knew I would love him, but I wanted to move before I had the baby. My fiance and I had talked about moving but the news of the baby pushed everything up. Where I am living my mother’s house there are 8 of us in a two bedroom. I was so worried and stressed trying to find a place, making sure the baby had everything he needed and just wondering how things would work out; that I ended up going into labor 3 weeks early. When he was born he was 4 lbs 10 oz. He was taken from my hospital room two days after he was born and placed into NICU. Then I learned what real worry was. He wasn’t eating enough, he had jaundice, I was trying to breast feed him. So on top of not having my newborn with me I also had to pump enough milk for him (that was no problem) but since I was discharged from the hospital and could only stay over one night (due to hospital regulations) I had to travel back and forth not only to deliver milk but more importantly to have the chance to hold my son. I just wanted him to be okay and to come home. When he did a week later realized it didn’t matter where home was as long as it was full of love. We are still looking for own home but in the meantime I am content and thankful. Thank you Lord

If then God so clothe the grass, which is to day in the field, and to morrow is cast into the oven: how much more will he clothe you, O ye of little faith? And seek not ye what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink, neither be ye of doubtful mind. For all these things do the nations of the world seek after: and your Father knoweth that ye have need of these things. But rather seek ye the kingdom of God; and all these things shall be added unto you. Fear not, little flock; for it is your Father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom. Luke 12:28-32

This passage reminds me to be at ease and to let God take care of things. I know he will provide. I need to focus on praising him for what he has done. Someone said praise him in the midst of the storm.

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