I’m a tattooed mom….DON’T like it? I DON’T care….lol๐Ÿ˜Ž

Growing up I was never allowed to even think about getting a tattoo. I was told that tattooed people were dirty and ugly and want to hurt themselves or disfigure themselves. I was told it was not lady like and it would hold me back from getting the job I want or people would look down on me. Whether it was my parents, teachers, family friends or the media, tattoos were presented to me this way. In my generation it was most definitely frowned upon and it worked because when my friends decided they were going to get a tattoo I would avoid it at all costs. It was just one of those things that I knew if I did it my parents would kill me ๐Ÿ˜‚  so as my friends got their tattoos I certainly didn’t follow along. I always wanted one. I just thought they were so pretty. That’s as far as the thought would go. 

As I grew older things started to change. The older generation was doing just that….getting old. And my younger generation was starting to make a whole lot of sense to me. Tattoos were becoming more popular. Not because we ignored the older generation we just discovered tattoos are not what we thought they were or what we were told they were. In this generation they are considered art or a way to express yourself. We are much safer with how they are done and what products work best. We are aware more of the risks and people and the media are accepting them more and more. Being a tattooed person doesn’t mean the same anymore. 

When I turned 32 it was at a point for me where I began to listen to myself more . I had always allowed people to make up my rules or tell me how to live so at 32 I finally decided enough was enough. I took the bull by the horns and started thinking about how I had always wanted a tattoo and God dammit I was gonna get one if I wanted too! So I figured out what I wanted and where and went on a mission to find a tattoo artist๐Ÿ˜ 

I found an amazing artist named Liam and so began my tattoo journey.

This was my very first tattoo. I made the desicion to get one for the simple reason that I do believe they are an expression and I want to be able to express myself and feel beautiful and I certainly don’t want to be like everyone else so it was time to set myself apart from everyone. This tattoo to me represents my children. Each flower is a part of them. One slightly bigger as I have an older daughter and the other a little smaller. Pink….my favorite color and the vines representing their growth. 

Once I had this one done something amazing happened to me. I felt better….more comfortable in my own skin. It was like a visual of the past few years of listening to others and not myself and I decided then that my tattooes were going to be my visual journey. 

This one was my second. It’s a lotus flower which represents new beginnings. It reflects the LOVE I have for myself. This was a part of the journey that was going to forever change me. I had this one done after meeting the love of my life. Every time I look at it I think of our love and where it began๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–

This was my sitting for my third tattoo. I have to give a shout out to my artist Liam. He is amazing. Not only as a tattoo artist but as a person and a musician. He makes the pain go away with his truly genuine personality and love for his work. If you get a chance check him out at https://www.instagram.com/jarvistattoos519/ at https://www.instagram.com/blackcloudtattoocollective/

This one hurt the most!! It’s the most beautiful piece of work to represent me. Liam knew exactly what I wanted and it could not have turned out more beautiful๐Ÿ’– I was becoming more confident in myself at this point in my journey and when I look at my arm it reminds me that I’m as beautiful as the art.

This one is my latest tattoo. Number 4. It has the most meaning so far. It is the name of my oldest daughter. The writing is done by one of my best friends in the whole world and the purple stars represent my daughter’s favorite color. Liam was able to perfect this in my eyes. My other wrist will be my youngest daughter’s name..Julia…and it will be very similar to this one (pictures to come when I’m done getting number 5!) 

My point to all this is that even though I was taught something one way doesn’t mean that I will always think the same. I think I did what was right at the time. I didn’t go get a tattoo as a younger  person who probably would have gotten something to regret. I put lots of thought in to my journey and also waited until I was 32 and clear headed to make the desicion to get tattoos. I absolutely will be getting more in the future to mark my journey in life and this story to me gives me encouragement in knowing even though things may be one way today…..someday there may be a change.

When I speak to my children about tattoos today I encourage them to wait until they are ready. I do not say that they are not allowed to get a tattoo. I share my story with them and tell them that when they are ready they will know and as long as they make their desicion wisly I will never be upset for their expression. Whichever way they choose to represent it๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ’œ 

Dont underestimate tattooed moms. We don’t always have to be looked at as unfit moms who spend their kids money to disfigured ourselves . We all have a story that should not be judged visually. And by the way….we will be kickass grandmas someday!!!๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

Anyone else have a tattoo story? Please share….i would love to hear I’m not alone ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ’œ

Sunshine Blogger Award ๐ŸŒž๐ŸŒ

I was recently nominated for the Sunshine Blogger award by James J. Cudney VI.  (Attached is the blog below)   

AWARD: Sunshine Blogger #3

    James has a very interesting and inspiring blog and I’m a big fan so I am very appreciative for his nomination. I would advice everyone to check out his blog. You will absolutely learn something ๐Ÿ˜Š

    Rules ;

    1. Thank the person who nominated you and share a link to their page. 
    2. Answer the 11 questions sent to you by the person who nominated you.
    3. Nominate 11 new blogs to receive the award and write 11 new questions.
    4. List the rules and display the Sunshine blog logo in your post and/or on your blog.

          Questions for nominees;

          1. What hour are you most alert during the day or night?

            I am most definitely a night time person. Anytime after early evening is when I’ll be at my most alert. Usually by then I’m 4 coffees in so I’m ready for anything lol 

                 2. Who was the last famous person you             stalked?

            In all honesty I’m not a huge celebrity fan to begin with but if I had to choose I’d probably say Betty White. She is a legend in her own right but I was literally obsessed with her at one point in my life ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚ 

                  3. What courses were you worst and                   best at in school?

            I remember loving English class. I did as well as I could for as much as I attended class lol but I also remember hating science class and that’s probably why I ditched so much class ๐Ÿ˜Ž

                    4. If you could let someone take over                 your blog for 1 day, who would it                   be? (Can be a celebrity or someone               who doesn’t currently blog) 

            I definitely would not let any of my friends or family take over that’s for sure! They all know way too much about me ๐Ÿ˜‚ but if I had to choose I’d probably pick Sylvia Browne๐Ÿ˜ƒ she would be sure to cause some shit and probably get me some new followers lol

                     5. What country has the happiest                        people?

            I’m going to have to be a typical Canadian and say obviously Canada!!! We are nice to the extreme ๐Ÿ˜† 

                      6. What lesson took you the most to                    learn?

            Wow…..ive learned so many lessons over the years but I think the one that stands out the most for me would be learning to love myself๐Ÿ’–  I’m only 35 but I’ve lived quite the life so far and its only in the last few years that I have learned that I matter too! My life means something and im worth loving. And the more I love myself the more I’m able to love those around me. I can truly be me ๐Ÿ™‚

                     7. Where do you go to get peace and                  quiet?

            I crave alone time and am usually able to get that during the night. I created a room in our basement which I have named ” my BITCH cave” and it contains a t.v. and an arm chair and all my books, knitting and hidden candy ๐Ÿ˜‰ once I’m in the bitch cave I’m usually thinking about if I was rich how I would go rent a hotel room for my alone time and not tell anyone where I am or give them any way to get a hold of me lol that would be the best peace and quiet  EVER ๐Ÿ˜

                    8. What person who died before 1900                would you try to bring back to life                 today? 

            I’m TOTALLY a history buff so I would bring back Queen Elizabeth 1st….she would be one bad bitch to hang out with๐Ÿ‘ธ

                   9. Where do you see yourself retiring?

            Well seeing as how we love being outside I think somewhere near a lake. My boyfriend would most defiantly have a giant boat that we would probably fish from everyday and we would be the kind of people who live off the land for sure lol ….we would probably stay in Canada…somewhere up north ๐Ÿ˜Š cause you know…..ice fishing๐Ÿ˜‚

                    10. What cartoon character are you                       most like?

            I’d say Wilma from the Flintstones! ๐Ÿ˜‚ crazed housewife with a slow husband lol…..just kidding Steve ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜˜

                      11. What personality trait are you                        currently trying to change or                          improve?

            I have a trucker mouth at times. I’ve been trying very hard to try different words and also a swear jar but now I feel like a thesaurus and I’m broke ๐Ÿ˜‚

            My nominees;

            1. https://thatgirl196.wordpress.com/2017/06/30/darling-dance/
            2. https://rxbeccalee.wordpress.com/2017/06/30/letting-go-of-toxic-thoughts/
            3. https://maryjsnead.wordpress.com/2017/06/29/crazier-than-necessary/
            4. https://lifeofanangela.wordpress.com/2017/06/30/june-favourites/
            5. http://amehrling.com/2017/06/29/generation-gap-2/
            6. https://whitneyibeblog.wordpress.com/2017/06/29/confidence-pace-setter/
            7. http://slaygirlsociety.com/2017/06/29/am-i-an-inspiration-for-dealing-with-bipolar-disorder/
            8. https://sbdmb.wordpress.com/2017/06/29/our-familys-trans-formation/
            9. http://whatsfordinnermoms.com/2017/06/29/parmesan-chicken-with-garlic-kale-and-spinach/
            10. https://rossmurray1.wordpress.com/2017/06/29/reasons-why-my-moustache-is-the-most-canadian-thing/
            11. http://momshieb.blog/2017/06/28/oh-those-millennials/

            Note: if you haven’t been tagged and would like to participate, you should! If you have been and don’t wish to participate, you don’t have to. If you have already been nominated for this award then-congratulations! These are different questions so you might want to do them again ๐Ÿ˜

            Nominee questions;

            1. Who is your favorite author and why?
            2. What is your fondest memory?
            3. What made you create a blog and where do you get your inspiration?
            4. Who is your favorite super hero?
            5. What is your favorite quote?
            6. If you could be any celebrity, who would you be and why?
            7. What is your favorite type of food?
            8. If you could take an all inclusive vacation anywhere in the world, where would you go and who would you bring ?
            9. Who are your top 3 bloggers you read the most?
            10. If you could change your name, what would you change it to?
            11. If you could come back as an animal, which one would you be and why?

            Thanks again for the nomination James:) I can’t wait to hear everyone’s answers ๐Ÿ™‚ I hope you all enjoy and keep writing! You are all amazing ๐Ÿ˜


              An open letter to my younger self ……

              Dear 17 year old Jennifer,

              I know you don’t know it right now but you are beautiful! You are smart

              You do NOT get told that enough๐Ÿ˜” and that won’t change anytime soon.  You are going to face some pretty heavy things in your life and you are going to want to give up but I want you to know that you go through all those things for a reason. Be strong. Be courageous. Be who YOU want to be!

              When you want to dye your hair…..dont do it! Not only does every colour you try look stupid….your hair dies when you turn 30 and its white ๐Ÿคง

              Eat whatever you want!! It doesn’t matter in the end….your butt is already gigantic…might as well get used to it๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

              Have a little less sex…..its overrated ! When you become a mom it’s all down hill from there….๐Ÿคฃ

              Don’t worry about what people think of you…heres a little secret(the ones you think are judging you end up screwing up too!๐Ÿ˜‰) 

              You have a big mouth sometimes so you might want to stop that….it gets you into some big trouble ๐Ÿ˜

              Don’t get so wound up about everything.  It’s give you wrinkles at 28๐Ÿ˜ฃ 

              Those times you have thought about writing should be acted on…..turns out it’s very therapeutic for you ๐Ÿค—

              Love more. Don’t be so angry all the time. You take things too seriously. Not EVERYONE is out to get you. You WILL find true love and happiness one day. Believe in yourself! Love yourself! Believe in God….he is watching out for you. It may not seem like it now but life is good to you. It just takes you a really,  really long time to realize it๐Ÿ˜‚ 


              Keep your chin up….you have people that love you and will stick by you through everything…

              Love your 35 year old self

              Jennifer โค๐Ÿ’œ

              Have you ever thought about what you would say to your younger self? Share your thoughs๐Ÿ˜ I’d love to hear them.

              The Apple of my eye ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ’–

              For those who follow my blog you know I have written about my dad, my wonderful boyfriend Steve and my first born daughter Hope. But I have yet to write about my youngest daughter Julia. Although I have alot of family/friends that I will eventually write about, I figured I would at least start my writing journey about the family I live with and take care of everyday ๐Ÿ˜ 

              When I found out I was pregnant with Julia it was at a very high point in my life. Things were going very well for me and Hope. We had moved into a great apartment. I had gotten out of a tumultuous relationship and had found full time employment.  With my life changing for the better I had decided to let go of some of my anger I had and went out with that ex boyfriend a few times …nothing serious….or so I thought! I wound up pregnant๐Ÿ˜ฎ I was 26 and I was finally giving Hope the life she deserved and now there was another fork in the road. The man I had been with was not in a position to help me. He was a struggling addict and although I felt bad for him and thought maybe he would change I knew that having this baby would be all on me. I would have to do this alone. Other than family members or friends it was going to be me and me alone raising 2 babies๐Ÿ˜ฏ 

              As I have said before Hope definitely gave me the courage to love another baby , so there I was, a single mom about to give birth to baby number 2 and I was ecstatic!! I couldn’t wait to meet her. Hope was so cute when we were waiting for Julia to arrive. She helped pick out everything I bought for her or helped set up things the way she wanted it for her little sister. It was great but terrifying at the same time. 

              When she finally arrived I was instantly in love โค she was amazing. It’s like she was the answer to what we needed. We were now a family. I remember looking at Hope and seeing myself in her but as Julia grew up when I looked at her it was like seeing my twin ๐Ÿ™Š it amazes me the difference between them even to this day. 

              Things haven’t always been great with the 2 girls. They are 6 years apart and live in two different worlds but the love they share is palpable. Julia has not had it easy. Her father was not capable of being in her life. Don’t get me wrong, she had and has alot of people in her life that care for her, it’s not the same as a dads love๐Ÿ˜” I am not a saint as I have said before. My choices have not always been great for my kids. We have moved alot and changed schools and I have let questionable boyfriends into our lives. These girls of mine are resilient. All these things we went through made us closer as a family. As the years have gone by and even with the forks in the road that we had to come to, we have made it as a family! Julia and Hope are the loves of my life both in their own ways. Julia has had to endure the death of her father in the last few years which was very hard for all of us. Everyday I look at Julia I see him in her facial expressions or mannerisms. It breaks my heart to know all she has had to go through but Julia is a force. Even with all she has gone through she is so strong. Too strong sometimes ๐Ÿ˜‚ 

              Which leads me to the title….apple of my eye. Not only does she look alot like me she is exactly me as a little person๐Ÿ™ƒ Her attitude and bad desicion making and loud mouth are just a start๐Ÿ˜‚ all that coupled with her huge heart and tremendous love she is a force to be reckoned with for sure. She has changed my life in many ways. Both my girls have. I have so much love for them it’s so hard for me to express it. They bring joy to my life and have guided me like little guardian angels to make the right descions in life and be the mother I am today. 
              Even though she was unexpected and came into this world like a wrecking ball, she has added to our family in so many ways and she definitely has all of our heartsโคโค 

              Some people might say “why would you share these stories with people you don’t know?” The simple answer is why would I  not? They are so amazing and one day they will go back and read these posts and know in their heart that I love them more than I could sayโค and I can share with the world how beautiful and talented they are. ๐ŸŒธ๐Ÿ’

              Kids are home for the summer๐ŸŒž๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒž what am I going to do with them?? ๐Ÿ˜ฆ๐Ÿ™ƒ

              So it’s almost that time. The end of the school year. I’m never prepared for these things ๐Ÿคง All year I think about what I can do with the kids to entertain them. I look at summer camps and camp sites and cottages. I try and figure out what we can afford, cause lets get real its all just a cash grab๐Ÿ˜ , and before you know it summer is here and I’m TOTALLY not prepared๐Ÿ˜‚ 

              This year I’m trying something different. Now that I’m home more I have noticed that the girls are having a hard time getting their chores done or being separated from social media. I have been trying many different strategies to get them away from the internet and outside more and its been working! Although last summer we all got into a pattern of sleeping in and staying up late and our routine became little to none. So when it came to our summer activities we were moody and did not enjoy our trips/adventures๐Ÿ˜ค 

              After doing some research,  as us mothers do, I came across some very helpful forums and ideas that I narrowed down and am implementing this summer. 

              I came across this list. This list literally is the answer to every question I had. If the girls accomplished daily what’s on this list there would be no need to “get back into a routine for back to school ” they will get their chores done, keep their minds fresh, spend time together and we will have peace and be able to enjoy our vacation more ๐Ÿ˜ I’m hoping by the end of the list the use of electronics will be an after thought. Don’t tell them but they are going to have to adjust to a non hydro camp site this year and this will help get them used to it ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚
              I have learned from my mistakes last year with this great idea but I would love for someone to tell me first, why is overnight camp so expensive?, and second, why does my daughter not want to go??!! I had a chance to send her to a great camp through her school and she was not having any of it๐Ÿคง she cried….then I cried…it was a mess.  What I’ve learned from this is my daughter has separation issues but I’m hoping the activities we have planned will maybe help with that as well. It’s just too bad we couldn’t start with camp….lets be honest… I was looking forward to a break but we can’t always get what we want, right??!! ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

              I will definitely give you a report on how this all works out for me but for now “what do all you other great mothers have planned for the summer?”  I’d love to hear what everyone else does with their kids and maybe I’ll find out along the way I’m not alone!! ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

              Here’s to getting over the summer mom blues๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜๐ŸŒžโค

              There are 2 types of mother’s…..which one are you?๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜ฒ

              I have been a mother for 15 years. I have come across many other women during this time and because of my various interactions I have observed many things different mother’s do. I have put those mother’s into 2 different categories based on myself as a mother and the other women I have known. Some of you will agree with my theories and some of you will just think I’m crazy but you can deside which one you are๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜‰ 

              The first type of mother is the type that usually does everything with their child. Play dates, mother groups, PTA, makes separate meals for them, communicates with teachers, organizes school activities…..stuff like that๐Ÿ˜ฒ

              The second type of mother is the type that has more than one child usually. They do NOT socialize with other mother’s, they make the same meal for everyone, they always mark the NO box for volunteering for school trips, they send their kids to their friends houses for sleep overs, they tend to yell more then the first type…..stuff like that ๐Ÿ˜Ž 

              Either way each type of mom loves their children endlessly. Being a mother is a gift but sometimes we consider it a curse. Especially in certain situations. In these situations that’s when either type of mother’s comes out ๐Ÿ˜„ 

              I put myself in type 2 category. I reached this conclusion by making a list of things I do NOT DO as a mother ๐Ÿ˜‚

              1. I am NOT the type of mother who joins the PTA.  I will avoid speaking with other mother’s at my daughter school at ALL costs. Who has time to make new friends or get involved with other people’s kid drama?? Lol….not me!
              2. I am NOT the type of mom who remembers to buy the teacher a gift at the end of the year. I cant remember what I had for breakfast yesterday let alone remember to buy gifts. And besides….like I know enough about the teacher to do that!! ๐Ÿ˜‚
              3. I am definitely NOT the type of mom to volunteer for school trips and such. When I get a school trip form before I  even look at how much it costs I check the “No I cannot volunteer” box lol.
              4. I am NOT the type of mom that takes everyone’s dinner order. What I make is what you eat and if you don’t like it….you starve๐Ÿ˜  
              5. I’m NOT the type of mom that does sleepovers. I’ve tried it in the past but have come to realize the only reason I did it was to embarrass my kids lol…..who wants to be responsible for someone else’s kid? What if they pee the bed or get scared or act out? I don’t codil ๐Ÿ˜ 
              6. I’m also NOT the kind of mom that really monitors what my children watch. I mean really….we live in a social media world and I can’t as one person stop that. So….family guy is sometimes watched around my house lol

                Basically when I say it out loud I don’t sound like a very good mom๐Ÿ˜‚ but in this day and age everyone thinks a mother should act a certain way or behave a certain way and its all just crap! Kids do not come with a manual. You have to learn as you go. Each type of mother is amazing! Whichever way you look at it us mothers are miracle workers. Some just work harder then other’s. My kids love me and are turning out to be GREAT kids so I must be doing something right! ๐Ÿ˜‚

                Which type of mother are you? I’d love to hear your version. Share your story ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜

                Kids say the funniest things ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

                My kids are great with one liners and jokes. Some of the things they say I just look at them and think ” oh my God….there I am…they are just like me! Lol”  

                I was taking Julia to takewondow the other day and she looked at me and said ” you know mom with your new hair cut you look like a soccor mom but we all know you’re not even close!” Lol…… I couldn’t help but bust out laughing at her.  Cause she’s totally right. I don’t have the patience to be a soccor mom ๐Ÿ˜‚  she also does this thing every once and a while where she says something sarcastic and looks around and says ” who said that!?” with the most serious look on her face. And it gets Steve EVERY time lol. It’s his favorite thing she does. 

                Hope is probably the master at making me laugh though. Sometimes all she has to do is look at me and I crack up. I get lots of moustache jokes from her. She often says my moustache is blowing in the wind or makes reference to it somehow ๐Ÿ™Š๐Ÿ˜‚  or recently she has made jokes about my white hair and that one kind of went in my favor. She recently had her hair cut and the hairdresser told her she’s not far from me with the white hair, she had some of her own!  Lol….thats every mother’s dream isn’t it? When the joke goes back to them ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚  
                We are a very silly family. When we are in the car together we pretend we are all trying out for Canadian idol. We poke fun at eachother more often then not and where most parents would say that’s not a healthy relationship, we look at is as the closer you are with your children the more they will respect you and come to you if they need help. Whats the sense in being so serious all the time! Laughter is a stress reliever and the fact that my kids make me laugh everyday means less stress for me and more memories of constant laughter and closeness with my family. I’d love to share all the jokes they come up with but I would probably end up writing a novel ๐Ÿ˜‚

                 I will share the one liners and jokes as they come but let’s try something new….share your funny kid stories with me! I’d love to know if I’m the only mother who ends up being the butt of all jokes!!๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

                Dear friends without children….๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‹

                Every mother has friends that don’t have children. We hang out and shop and pretend we don’t have enormous responsibilities. We live vicariously through them and we always seem to get great advice! Unfortunately the advice is usually for people without kids lol…..at least that’s the irony for me. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE being able to have someone like that in my life, it just makes me laugh sometimes how different we each envision certain things… for example;
                A friend of mine once said to try to relieve some stress I should “try and have a hot bubble bath and have a glass of wine!”

                I’m sure when she envisioned it in her head it was amazing but here’s how it went down for me when i tried it. I waited until I had finished all my motherly duties and started a hot lavender bubble bath. Poured myself a big glass of red wine(on ice of course) and closed the bathroom door to enjoy my moment of relaxation. I got into the tub and let the hot water help me escape and no sooner did I reach that place when there was a knock at the door ” mommy what are you doing?” …. I rolled my eyes and said ” I’m having a bath sweetie….ill be out later” hoping that would be the end of it I tried to get back to my stress free moment but of course that wasn’t the end….I had forgotten to lock the door and realized that when Julia flung open the door. I jumped with fright and spilled my red wine on ice down my chest! I screamed “what are you doing !?” She says “oops I forgot but I have to poop mom!” Obviously there’s another washroom she could use but she could clearly see I was trying to relax and was having non of it! Once I kicked her out AGAIN I tried to get back to relaxing. I knocked over a candle in the corner of the tub and it fell in the water so at that point i was over it…then I went to get out of the tub and slipped on a toy. I didn’t quite fall but at that point I realized my childless friends hot bubble bath and wine scenario was a crock and I would have been better off going to sleep earlier lol

                Another example; a friend of mine once said ”  why don’t you try and dress up more!” That one was hilarious to me๐Ÿ˜‚ why would I  want to dress up for my kids? Like really….if I’m gonna dress up it better be because Steve is taking me out on a date lol….for the amount of things I do a day it would be weird for me to be in a dress in full makeup and hair. I mean really….can you imagine the amount of clothes id go through? Again….my childless friends envision things completely different.  

                In the end being a mother has it’s ups and downs and yes it’s very different than having no children. We do things differently but in the end we are all the same. We are women and as such enjoy gossiping, laughing, judging, and talking about eachother. We need eachother and some people might say they don’t enjoy it….but having friends whether they be childless or not is essential to our lives and boy does their advice make me laugh sometimes lol๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ’–

                Sticky hands ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ˜ž

                What is the question every mother asks everyday?…..

                “Why is that Sticky??!!”

                It’s a question I ask my family more times a day then I would like to admit ๐Ÿ˜’ it doesn’t matter if nothing sticky has been served to my kids for some reason everything they touch ends up being STICKY and WET. Everything I look at has hand prints on it or feels sticky. Now i dont know about everyone else but sticky things are the absolute WORST for me. I hate the feeling of being STICKY or being able to see it. It makes me feel dirty and it becomes the ONLY thing I can see or feel. No matter how many times I wash my hands i can still feel it. It’s gotten so bad that I avoid touching things. I now have xray vision for it. I avoid door handles, cupboard handles, light switches, the toilet handles, door ways,  the dinning room table and let’s not forget the back of the chairs!! And I’m constantly seeing hand prints and what looks like dripping syrup or juice…..where did that come from you ask? Ha! I wish I knew ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ฒ it makes me Crazy! It’s like….how does it happen and moreover how do I make it stop?? ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚ it might actually make me go insane. I leave a room perfectly clean for 5 minutes and all of a sudden when I come back in it’s like my kids had a pancake and peanut butter party!! 

                It seems like this post has become somewhat of a rant lol …. lets get to the point shall we. As a mother who makes sure her kids wash their hands regularly and avoids feeding them sticky items, I will NEVER understand how they still end up STICKY???๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ˜ค and I’m not sure if I really want to know…. I guess it’s just part of being a kid but dear God I’d really like to skip that part!!  Anyone else have extreme OCD about sticky hands or is it just me?


                One sticky mom to another ๐Ÿ˜—

                My first love๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’™

                It’s very hard for me to explain how much my life changed when my first daughter was born. It’s a story I keep close to my heart. My life has not always been perfect. Ive made horrible mistakes and learned how to do things the hardest way possible.  Back then I was too young to be faced with what I was going through. I had little to no faith in my ability to be a mother. I was in a very inappropriate relationship with an older man and my life was not headed in the right direction. 

                The day I found out I was pregnant is a day I’ll never forget.  I can’t tell you the amount of emotions and feelings I was going through cause there were so many. Without getting into all the details, my pregnancy , let’s just say had it’s ups and downs. The day I went into labor was the scariest day of my life. I was 19. I had no idea what I was doing. It was terrifying. The thought of bringing a child into the situation I was in was too much to bear. My guilt affected me after I brought her home too. I didn’t know how to love this tiny creature but I knew I loved her๐Ÿ’œ

                I made a tough grown up desicion that changed our lives. I took my daughter and me out of our situation and promised myself that no matter what, my love for my daughter was stronger then I ever imagined and I was going to make it my mission in life to do everything I could to be the best mom I could be to her.

                Once I was free of the hatred and control in my life I was able to see my daughter in a completely different light. She had this look in her eyes. It’s as if she was looking in to my soul. We had an instant connection. I felt it everytime she looked at me. We did everything together. Don’t get me wrong we went through some hard times. We had people in our lives that were trying to tear us apart and subject us to humiliation but it only made our bond stronger. As much as we had the negative we had the positive too. I have a very close bunch of friends and family that have helped us and supported us and without them I’m sure our journey would have taken much longer.  We have gone through everything together . We have moved more times than I can count. She’s had to change schools way too much. We have had to cut people from our lives. She also had to deal with the bad boyfriends and choices I made as well as having a baby sister and my averted attention. But even going through what we did we have maintained a great relationship. She is the light in my life. She gave me the courage to believe in love. She has loved me through everything and because of that I now have a daughter who is so smart. She is so kind and loving. She is an old soul. She carries her heart on her sleeve…..but in a good wayโค she cares deeply for everyone in her life and the love she has in her heart rivals anything I’ve ever felt. I dont know where I  would be in life right now if it wasn’t for her love and the strength it gave me. I really didnt know what love was until I met her. She is my true first love. A love I could give that was unending. That was true. Her love gave me the strength to be a mom all over again. Once I had my second daughter I knew exactly how to love her. People say it’s the same kind of love when you have a second child….and it is to me, but I do have to give my first born credit because without her I would not have been able to love my second the same. They are both the loves of my life. Nothing will ever compare to the love a mother has for her children. There are just those special moments or bonds that make being a mother the greatest job in the world. It’s also the hardest job. My girls are now 15 and 8 and they keep me busy and on my toes but everyday I look at them and it amazes me the beauty and grace and love they give me.  

                My choices in life have not always been the greatest and I am not a saint by any stretch of the word but God gave me these wonderful children for a reason. They are walking angels in my life everyday. โคโค 

                Never underestimate yourself….. everyone should know what true love feels like….i know I do ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’œ