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Monday, February 27, 2012

The thing about motherhood................

"Nobody says it was going to be easy but I'm seeing that it's worth it, all that's complicated and all that's amazing."
                    D.C.M

Thursday, February 23, 2012

When someone says all the things you don't want your kids to repeat.

Last night marked a very bad and nervous moment for me in mommyhood. My ears shockingly experienced my 21 month old son blurt out the f* bomb. Now mind you we don't even allow ourselves or family to blurt out anything relative to a curse word and I thought by doing that I was in the safe zone by preventing all foul language from entering my sons ears and exiting through his lips. Mommy lesson learned number 101: You cannot control the words that come out of the mouth of a stranger. Hence when I say strangers I mean the angry lady in the checkout lane, the disgruntled old man in the parking lot, the frustrated teenager walking around the store. These people do not care if your child is in the "copycat" phase of his toddler years. These people don't really care to have a filter either. I greatly appreciate the kind strangers who will turn on their filters when they see a little one around, but for those who don't, I guess I will just try to run far away from them while immediately praying that my son will not copy their poor choice of words. Until he decides what to and what not to copy, I as the parent have to simply open my mouth and let him know (ahead of time) "Do not say that!That's a very bad word!" For example just as my son and I witness small children in the store throw huge temper tantrums, my response is to quickly look him in the eye while saying "Don't even think about it! That's a no-no!" I'm guessing that there's not much of a difference in what you try to prevent, so your child knows what you as the parent will not allow.  So, this is my ode to the end of foul language from outsiders, repeated by my impressionable baby boy.

                                              D.C.M

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

The single mom vs. the married mom

Over the years I have watched a few of my childhood friends become single moms, not by choice but by choice of men to procreate with. So, of course I've been an ear for many single mom moments, single mom breakdowns and single mom lectures. Don't get me wrong I have a huge place in my heart for sympathizing with single moms doing it alone but with me being a married mother I will never be able to truly feel or experience the trials that they endure as single mothers. now for a quick second I believed that all mothers share some type of trial when it comes to sacrifice and subconsciously putting yourself second: financially, physically and mentally. But today marked my change of heart. While talking to a friend I shared with her the trials that mothers endure as she vented to me her frustrations about financially doing everything alone and how the sacrifices seemed a bit overwhelming. So naturally my response was: we as mothers always sacrifice what we want financially and what's financially sensible (when we have children) but coming from the perspective of a married mom (with financial help) it did not rub her the right way. Which ultimately brought me to think: Is it now bad to be a "married mom" oppose to a "single mom"? Is there a thin line or is there a very thick bright line that separates how we should feel towards a single moms rants and vents? Am I wrong for my choice in who I chose to procreate with? I mean because we all have to make that choice that we have to live with for the rest of our lives. So, the question is why do I suddenly feel tricked into feeling bad for being a married mother? I didn't allow myself to continue to feel that way not even two minutes after that conversation was over because being married to the father of my child is not my fault it was my blessing and I will not feel bad about it because of someone else's shortcomings or life choices.  Has anyone else been subject to feeling bad for having help financially, physically or emotionally by single mother friends or just single friends? Is this a growing epidemic that I was unaware of or is it just me?


                           D.C.M

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Quote of my day

"Heels+stroller+25 lb. Camden+stairs+walking=already tired mommy! Small sacrifices=big rewards. The fun has already begun!"
Have a great day everyone!

                      D.C.M

Monday, February 20, 2012

In the words of Camden

Everyday my little mini me stays busy shouting out new phrases and putting to use new vocabulary to shock and amaze everyone. So, today as we took our little mommy and Cam walk we picked up sticks, conversed and watched the cars pass by. As one car rode by us very loudly Cam turned toward the car and belted out "Be careful! Be gentle car!" With those words being said all I could do was giggle at my son's instructions to what he felt was a harmful car. Lol!

                          D.C.M

Friday, February 17, 2012

Witnessing the makings of a first time mother

Over the last week I got to experience witnessing a beautiful baby come into the world by noone other than one of my beautiful best friends. I took a whole week away from my hubby and munchkie to journey back to my hometown to share an unforgetable experience with one of my childhood best friends. My intentions for the trip was to go there to be apart of the support system for my friend and I ended up feeling like the one who got a special gift from this experience. I got the divine opportunity to watch my good friend step into the wonderful world of motherhood in all her marvelous glory. Now mind you I had never witnessed anyone go into labor. I had never even been in a delivery room(excpet for my own) so of course I was nervous I was definitely not a fan of seeing bodily fluids or people in pain let alone my own. But I was so glad to be there with my friend during this miraculous life changing event. After being in that room watching her take in needles, contractions and all the other scary things that labor brings, I realized that there was a strength, a motherly and deeper connection and beauty in that moment. I witnessed my best friend transform into a powerful force that day. I gained a deeper level of love, respect and sisterly bond with my friend that day. Yes I missed my baby, yes I missed my hubby and yes I missed my home but this trip in particular was worth it. I was able to witness my very good childhood friend become a mommy for the first time. I got to witness the makings of a mother. I love and I'm so proud of you best friend, ms. Mommy, Samika.

                   DCM

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

A baby's coming, a baby's coming!

So, yesterday I thought a baby was coming. What baby you ask? My precious nephew Mr. Gavin himself. As I journeyed back to my hometown (Cleveland, OH) last Friday, in the hopes of waiting it out with one of my bestest friends to support her as she prepared for his Saturday due date. But this little bouncing baby boy has other plans and is gonna make us wait until he is ready to come out. After the events that yesterday afternoon brought, I was pretty sure that my precious little nephew would be gracing us with his presence later on that evening. He tricked us! Yes he's got us all on the edge of our seats waiting to see his handsome little face. I just can't wait until he decides to come out and see who's all been anxiously waiting to see him. Love you boop boop!

Friday, February 3, 2012

Seeing the little girl come out

On a very beautiful Saturday afternoon I headed to a suprise destination that my hubby setup for my son and I. As I got closer to the bridgestone arena I began to figure out what the suprise event was. It was the CIRCUS! We got to our seats and I suddenly got locked into 4 year old mode. It was like being a kid all over again. The more I watched my son clap, dance and "wow" in complete excitement the more I became even more excited and enveloped in the whole experience. Everything from "oohs" to "ahhs" to "look" to screams to claps to dancing came from not just my son but also my hubby and myself while I danced around in my little four year old girl world. As the show came to a close I almost found myself in the midst of letting a pout come to my face. It was soooo great! An experience that every adult should have once a year, kids or no kids just for the fun of having fun and embracing their inner child. Which made me appreciate having a child even more: more of an excuse to enjoy the innocence and fun in things that seem to be labled "age appropriate only!" I sincerely enjoyed myself along with hubby and son and I can't wait until the next fun filled event. Question of the day: when and where was your last childlike moment where you found yourself shockingly embracing your inner child?

               DCM





Thursday, February 2, 2012

The unbreakable bond between a mom and her child.

There will never be anyone like my mother. No one will ever come close to her, not even an inch and no matter what disputes or conflict may arise in our mother-daughter relationship I will still love my mother the same. As I look at the bond that I have with my son I  find myself appreciating and loving my mom even more. They say you connect with your mom on a completely different level when you become a mommy. I obviously found that fact to be one of the greatest perks of motherhood. Although circumstances in life may get rocky and others may try to take over the role of mommy no one will "truly take over the role as mommy". The bond between mom and child is a miraculous, strong, silent, instinctive, sometimes questionable but overall everlasting sense of commitment and sacrificial out of body experience that can show us how great love is. I look forward to my growing and unbreakable bond with my son and my mother in then near future. Nothing is more awesome than the lifelong connections that God places in our lives: marriage, parenthood and embracing the people in our immediate circle. I am grateful for the bond that I can hold in my heart forever and also pass down to my son.

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