My husband and I had a wonderful dinner out for our anniversary. I always remind myself how important it is to make family time special. I often forget the importance of nurturing the relationship that began our family.
9 years and 2 kids later we were beginning to forget the foundation. Last night we got to laugh without hesitation, enjoy adult conversation that had nothing to do with our kids, and be intimate in a way we don’t have time or patience for. It was wonderful and I know We are lucky.
Our foundation consists of uplifting one another’s hope and dreams. Smiling at the life we are building. Laughing at inside jokes that only silas and I get. Trusting one another with our hearts. Knowing that love and quality time matter, not the gifts or the material gestures.
I hope to instill these values in our children. I know making time for one another will instill healthy relationships and connections in our children. Our cups are half full again.
Make time for those that are important to you. Refill your cups. Spend quality time to invigorate your soul.
My foot has been in a boot for 2 1/2 months. I went to the doctor last week with hopes that it was progressing. I was met with, it’s still barely healing and you’re doing all the right things.
I asked if surgery previously would have made a difference. “It may have, but…” my doctor wants put me on a bone stimulating machine to help my foot heal. I’ve read articles that say 86% success rate and other articles that say 38%. I’m working on a second opinion as we can be our best advocates.
My kids keep asking me when it will be healed. My response is “I don’t know. Hopefully soon!” It’s so hard being a good mom when we have things going on outside of our control. The best we can do is be honest, loving, supportive and provide hope to our children.
I know one day I will be healed and this will be a distant memory. My dads girlfriend reminded me how these experiences have grown my children’s ability to empathize. I am working on accepting my body as is and focus on the positives that happen. Each night I plan to provide myself with 3 gratifying statements that are positive towards my body and mind.
Sending positive thoughts to those that can understand these frustrations. Encouraging you to find hope and love for your inner selves.
Watching fireworks last night, I felt a sense of peace and contentment overcome my sense of being. I snuggled my little boy and held my daughters hand that was nestled with her dad.
I began to think of all the other families stories that surrounded us. What did it take for them and their ancestors to get here? What are the hardships and peace that they know? I wish them all to feel the love that I had in my heart at that moment and have within me often.
I am thankful for the freedoms we have, thanks to all those that have served and continue to serve. I hope the future brings back freedoms that have been taken from us. I hope my daughter and other young ladies have the same choices my generation had growing up. Enjoy your family and snuggle them tight this Fourth of July.
Grief is something we all experience at some point or another. If we didn’t love the person we lost we would not know the depth of this emotion. June is a month of growth and sunshine, but for my family it brings about many special and beautiful days. The beginning of May will always be known as the month my mother died. But June will always be the month and reminder of celebration for me.
You see, My grandfathers birthday is June 6, which coincides with my parents anniversary. My mothers birthday is June 11 and my fathers birthday is June 18th. Birthdays among my best friend, aunts, cousins and others bring about happiness this month. Pride month is celebrated and love is shared.
I am rejuvenated and appreciative of the happiness and love that June brings. Find those sunshine days among the sadness. Allow yourself to feel each of your emotions with hope knowing that with every storm a rainbow presents.
It’s been a while since I have been able to put my current situations into word format. Figuring out how to tell my latest difficulties couldn’t be accomplished until I began to see a silver lining. I have the intent of writing this to help normalize and be communicative about my experiences to help others. If I am not being vulnerable how can I expect others to be vulnerable with me?
To skim a little, I had a hysterectomy in February to which I was finally recovering and ready to give my children my full energy and attention that was difficult to provide. I made the decision to walk everyday and get healthy. One week in, I was meeting a good friend to walk instead of go to ice cream, I took one step outside my front door and broke my 5th metatarsal bone in my foot. I played it off and off to ice cream we went unbeknownst to me that my foot was really broken and the pain would emerge shortly. This occurred on May 2, 2022.
May 22, 2022 COVID finally caught up with me and my 3 year old (Lucy). My husband and son tested negative so we conquered and divided. My in laws go to Michigan in the summers so my husband and son have been there the last 8 days. They are healthy thank goodness.
Lucy had a fever for 5 days straight and Motrin and Tylenol kept it at bay. Sore throat and congestion got us both. However, I have always struggled with a very mild case of Asthma when I get sick. I am lucky to have a father and family in the medical field. I have taken Paxlovid since I got my positive covid test May 23, 2022. I’m not sure if it helps, but I like to believe that maybe I would be worse today if not. I have been struggling with a low pulse ox. 94 on Wednesday and I was able to get on steroids. 92-94 on Thursday and Friday. An inhaler appears to have helped and now I’m at a steady 96. A healthy pulse ox for someone who doesn’t have oxygen problem is 95 and above. So I believe I’m getting there.
Without knowing what to check and having the medical expertise I have I don’t know the road I would be down right now. I urge anyone to talk with their doctors. Get a pulse ox. Monitor yourself. You are your biggest advocate.
I am lucky to have a husband dropping off food. Family checking in constantly. A job that is so flexible and understanding and who puts employees first. Without these things I don’t know if my mental health would be as stable as it is right now. I know this time period is a blip. I also know my daughter and son are the most flexible and amazing kids that I could have ever asked for. Lucy and I are now best friends, at least for today 🤣 and I can’t wait to be able to reconnect with Silas and Liam in the physical form.
For those of you struggling please remember you are not alone. Reach out to those that are present. Remember there may be someone out there struggling and not saying a word about it. Check in with those people. Sending all the positive thoughts to all of you reading this.
Mother’s Day is a wonderful day to remind mothers how special they are. However, mothers come to nurture and love in so many different ways. Biological, Foster, Adoption, Aunts with a maternal instinct all should be recognized. Every year I thank all the women in my life for providing me the amazing comfort and love each day in my mothers absence.
You see, my mother passed away 15 years ago. My first Mother’s Day was a hard reality. I went to a flower shop to get a small bouquet to place at my mom’s mausoleum. The lady asked me how I wanted them and where I was taking them. I just said “to my mom,” got to my car and lost it. I brought the flowers to her and thanked her for being my mom.
Please remember not everyone has a biological mom with them. Also, not everyone can be a mother despite their best efforts. Be the space that allows others in, to feel safe to grieve and talk about these difficult days.
Sending strength, positive supports, and love to those that need a little extra tomorrow. 💕
When my kids were young I started email accounts for each of them. Every few months I write to them. Events that occurred and big small moments flood their email. The constant is that I remind them I am forever proud of them and their unique ways they amaze me.
My hope is that when they are teens struggling they can read my words to connect them to their nuclear family. Years after that they can remember the foundation that allowed them to provide this to their families however they choose their families to be.
I further hope they never forget how much their dad and I love them. My mother passed away and I’m always looking for connections to her. I hope when my time comes my kids can feel peace in connection.
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