i feel like complaining.
i feel it.
life is so hard for us right now.
husband working two jobs and still we barely get by.
i had a {once} successful business but now that we have three children it isn't successful enough…
the newness has yet to wear off.
the newness of being his mommy.
the newness of being mommy to them all.
waking up each morning to their tiny voices.
going to bed each night feeling fulfilled and at peace.
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He spent the day with his Grandparents, Sunday, he and his little brother.
They played at the park, were spoiled at the store, and helped Grandpa build & create.
They both had a lot of fun… always do.
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He looks like how I've been feeling lately.
Spending special time with each of my boys brings about a smile to my entire being like I've almost forgotten about.
Each of them unique and special in their own ways.
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{his pizza covered face got wiped approx. one full hour after dinner}
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{most nights you'll hear, "if you get up one more time i'm turning your ____ (tv, radio, lights) off." only i usually don't make good on my threats until about the 4th or 5th time.}
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It is my greatest wish that I might be able to spare my children from the kind of pain that takes root, buries itself deeply and hangs around for a lifetime.
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Like a big fuzzy bear, waking up from his long winter's slumber, we crawled out of our hibernation to greet the cool splash of sunshine on our faces.
Almost feeling like aliens who had never seen the sun before, we dizzily played on the cool playground equipment, and got reacquainted with its charm.
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There's no doubt about it, he is adored.
Adored by his Daddy. His Mama. His brothers. His Grandparents.
Strangers at the store, at the library and anywhere else we go.
From the top of his head, to the tips of his toes he is adored.
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Love is not proud
Love does not boast
Love after all
Matters the most
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Love does not run
Love does not hide
Love does not keep
Locked inside
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t's so annoying that I'm 31 and still straddling the fence of joy and sadness thanks to some childhood demons of mine.
I remember growing up and thinking that when you become an adult everything should just be happy and anything from your childhood should just be "fixed" And if it isn't fixed then that is your fault, grow up and get on with your life.
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