Traveling is always fun, but for me it is a great refresher. Home is where I love.
Elizabeth and I will be traveling again soon! So excited to see my mama and siblings. ❤️ it’s been almost one and a half years since I saw my siblings, in person…
So excited!!
So I guess, my poem kind is at war with itself…I love being home, but the thought of seeing my family again makes me willing to travel from home!
If you are with a family member today, give them a hug. Because some people in the world are unable to see their own family members often. ❤️
I know not the most uplifting poem. But it’s my personal feelings these last few months.
My husband and I are trying to have another baby and it’s been hard. My doctor told me to pray, but to not have hope. That hope is the most crushing thing when trying to be pregnant.
I under what she is saying, but it doesn’t seem possible. So even though I want another little one, I have to keep my emotions in check with Elizabeth. She sometimes feeds off of my emotions. Depressed mama equals moody baby. Not fun for anyone.
So I guess this poem is for any mom or woman out there feeling the same. Just know, someone is going through the emotional twister with you. ❤️
Digital Art emily2jane 5-23-21
Stay positive!! Spend your Sunday with loved ones and great friends. It’s what I plan to do.
This poem might not make sense. Especially tying in the word of the day, but when I thought of a selfless person I thought of someone would give unconditionally.
As I am writing I am actually think of the real true selfless one: God; but initially for this poem I thought of comparing homeless and not. But the act of selflessness goes to the one who helps those in need.
Yes. It is hard to differentiate actual need from selfishness. I know you should not judge them. You should just be willing. But sadly I’ve changed.
When I had no care and I made enough, if I saw someone I would help. This was also before being homeless was a popular life plan.
But I would give them something they could use: a blanket, food, or sometimes my personal jacket without thinking twice.
But now you see people taking advantage. You see people in designer accessories, or some people with signs: ‘Need money. Don’t want to work,’ sitting on street corners.
But the one I will never think twice is a child. My heart breaks. I wish I could do more. Yes. It could be a possibility that they might be lying, but I will never walk by a child and not help. Anyone who can…😞
The word of the day is altruism. I must admit, I had no idea what it meant. But now I can add another word to my vocabulary!
I hope you can try to be selfless today. It doesn’t have be a certain type of person. It might be your buddy, colleague, or family. Just help without thinking. Brighten up someone’s day!
Grandma, my mom, came to visit these past 6 days. It was a wonderful visit, filled with so much love!!
When we dropped Grandma off at the airport today, I don’t think it registered in Elizabeth’s mind that she was saying goodbye to Grandma. Because when we got home she ran excitedly into the living room to the blocks! The blocks have been Grandma and Elizabeth’s domain these past six days.
I was making lunch in the kitchen, and she must have realized; because she sprinted into the kitchen saying, “oh no…”. Proceeding to open the baby gate to go downstairs and find Grandma.
Only to have me stop her and tell her Grandma was gone. The look of disappointment and sadness broke my heart. She then fell down to the floor and sobbed. I had to gather her up into a mama hug, until she stopped.
She is better now but I’m sure she, like me, is waiting for the day Grandma comes back. July!!!
P.S. Mother. You should feel extra loved. Because this is the first time Elizabeth has reacted this way when someone has left. She loves and misses her grandma so much!!
Love you, Mother! ❤️
Waiting For Grandma Digital Art by emily2jane 05-17-21The blocks…
Elizabeth’s outfit yesterday was my inspiration for the poem. Just a happy poem for a happy day.
Yesterday was the day to pick up Grandma!! So I decided Elizabeth would wear her new yellow dress.
I am so jealous because I love the color yellow, but I am unable to wear it.
But as I see Elizabeth in her dress, I think about a poetry book I used to read in my younger days…Ride A Purple Pelican. If you do not know this book, I definitely recommend it.
I sadly do not own it myself, but I will soon now that I remember.
Elizabeth is my very own Molly Day today. (Reference to the book)
Just a post of remembering memories. Watching my daughter’s childhood and remembering my own…❤️🌸
You are all probably thinking… “what just happened…???”
Don’t worry. I should be fine. Hopefully…
I went to mom’s group, left baby at home with dad, and then returned to a sweet baby.
But around 3pm…she switched into her chaotic terrible two disaster.
The poem above, I actually don’t know if it even counts…but it was the best my brain can manage.
Imagine everything going completely wrong in your entire life, while adding a screaming angry two year old. Then roll of of it into a single day, and you will achieve the second half of my day yesterday.
…I am happy it is currently bed time. Because that means I will soon have some alone, peace and quiet time! 😳
Enjoy your quiet time. Because once kids come into the mix you will miss it terribly. Don’t get me wrong I love her dearly, it’s just sometimes she pushes my buttons.
At least I’ve been told, that once they reach 5 years old that life changes for the parent…so meaning, I have 2-3 years of utter chaos to go….
Inspired by Elizabeth yesterday… It is finally warm outside so we decided to venture over and say hello to our new neighbors who moved in about one month ago. I asked Elizabeth and she said a very excited, “Yes!!”
Finally going to say something…I said, “Hi, finally we are able to come over and say hi…” then the water works and screaming began….
Sheesh…
At least the neighbors have two little kids so they understand, but that was really the worst kind of first impression ever…😓
We will try again another day. Hopefully it stays warm, so that it will be another day soon.
Oh, the emotional roller coaster of a two year old…
Today’s poem is inspired by my hubby. He has been trying to get some fish…but I think the fish can feel his wanting and are just trying to push him past his breaking point. He will probably give up for now, but just until his dad arrives this coming Friday. They are planning on fishing for the weekend.
We joke about the possibility of me trying fishing…and I would probably catch one within the first 15min. I really want to try and see if that truly does happen. 🤓 I will admit… I will be pretty happy if I can!! Mwahahahaha!
But I am hoping the hubby can have patience when he goes fishing with his dad… he said he almost threw the pole in the river…haha 😅 I suggested we get him a pair of those waterproof overall fishing pants; so that he can just walk out into the river with a net and try to catch a fish that way…
He was not impressed with my idea… I thought is was an awesome idea. Haha 😆
I wish you patience in whatever hobby you are trying out, that might not be going as planned. 👍
I wrote this poem after jotting down all my ideas for my story that I’m writing. I started at 4pm and I just stopped at 8:40pm…the storyline just flowed out of me.
I’m excited to write all the new chapters. But my hand is killing me. I even had to get another notebook…
When you have the creative bug just let it be the boss. I feel quite accomplished right now. 😎 But I decided to give my mind a break and write a poem.
I’m liking the writing my feelings into a poem. It’s clear and simple. It also refreshes my mind and emotions.
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