Mommy issues

Hello.

The quote in the image above gives me  hope.

You see, I've been busy trying to teach discipline while it is quite obvious by my randomly updated blog that I need help in the area. Good thing is I finally got a new laptop. Unfortunate update, I've had it for almost a month already and not even attempted writing again until tonight.

Issue one is now obvious; I have an issue with discipline.  I am not as disciplined as I think I am in my head. I have been struggling to get my three year old to respond when I say without his rationalizing of what he thinks should be done instead. I, the mother, who should know better have allowed some of the directives of the Word of God to be literally ignored because I have rationalized how difficult it is to be obedient to the fullest.SMH.  1 Samuel 15:22 shares that "...obedience is better than sacrifice," I want my children to get that. But oh, how I NEED to get it.

Trying Again in 2015

Its a new year, literally the second day of 2015, and I am finally making the time to write. Again.  After my daughter was born, my family battled chickungunya, my laptop screen lost its visibility and I noticed myself losing the motivation, I stopped writing. My thoughts were that I am not really good at it so why do it.

But, here I am. Again.

I am going to try. Again.

Not just because it is a new year, not just because my laptop is fixed (it isn't) but because giving up is OUT. Out of the question. Out of my head. Out from my habits.

Crazy Days and sickness

Hello,

This is just a quick note to let whoever may happen upon this blog that no, I did not die. my darling boys were messing around my laptop and broke the LED Screen, viruses and different sickness had visited my family and I have honestly be a bit discouraged and unmotivated to blog.

I pray all is well with you and your families. :) We are on the bend so for now I'll smile and move on.  Soon. We'll catch up again real soon.

FMF - BLOOM

It’s Five Minute Friday where a community of women gather to write for 5 minutes on 1 word. No editing, rethinking, backtracking – just get it out and on the page. Today’s word is BLOOM. It isn't easy but it’s so much fun. Join us at http://lisajobaker.com/

He came into my life when he was three.  His father and I were just friends then. But I know he was not your typical child.

When he was nine, I become his new mom.  And I am still his new mom, I guess. But we are blooming just as he is blooming.

Five Minute Friday - BELONG

It’s Five Minute Friday where a community of women gather to write for 5 minutes on 1 word. No editing, rethinking, backtracking – just get it out and on the page. Today’s word is BELONG. It isn't easy but it’s so much fun. Join us at http://lisajobaker.com/

How do I even begin? Where exactly do I truly belong? I'm Trinidadian born, schooled in St. Vincent, and now married in St. Vincent while all my maternal and paternal family is in Trinidad or Canada.

My husband has the answer.

What this Nanny in Britain says...

I totally agree with the fact that our society is filled with a bunch of self absorbed, entitled children. Then I realize that I maybe contributing to it.

Part 2. What my children are teaching me about being a wife.

As most people in my life know, I have added a girl to my two boys and my scale of the sexes is now, somewhat, balanced.  With all the time I've been having to observe my little madam and add my experience with her to those I have with the boys....I've discovered something about my self.  I want to be a better wife because of my children.

This is the second post that I am sharing about a share a few things I have observed and intend to pursue as a wife.

2.  Listening to my husband.

I am a chatterbox and struggle with being a good listener.

What my children are teaching me about being a wife.

As most people in my life know, I have added a girl to my two boys and my scale of the sexes is now, somewhat, balanced.  With all the time I've been having to observe my little madam and add my experience with her to those I have with the boys....I've discovered something about my self.  I want to be a better wife because of my children.

In the next few posts, I'll share a few things I have observed and intend to pursue as a wife.

1. My husband needs me to be my best self.

Five Minute Friday - GRATEFUL

It’s Five Minute Friday where a community of women gather to write for 5 minutes on 1 word. No editing, rethinking, backtracking – just get it out and on the page. Today’s word is GRATEFUL. It isn't easy but it’s so much fun. Join us.      See http://lisajobaker.com/


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Gratefulness.  The constant 'thing' that is needed for a life of joy and contentment.  You can agree that almost ALL the things that we can complain about we can also give thanks for.

Five Minute Fridays - MESS

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It’s Five Minute Friday where a community of women gather to write for 5 minutes on 1 word. No editing, rethinking, backtracking – just get it out and on the page. Today’s word is MESS. It isn't easy but it’s so much fun. Join us.

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Messy, messy me who wish I was perfect.  Only to be confronted daily by the mess that is me and my only grace is my Saviour's grace towards me.

Five Minute Friday - FRIEND

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Sometimes you do not need to say a thing to that person...they just know. She knows how to let me cry, how to cry with me and how to get me out of the crying pit.

I so appreciate the example of community and true friendship that she is.

Five Minute Fridays - PAINT

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Before I saw the title for this week's challenge, I was thinking of paint.

Two weeks ago I was gifted with this little girl...who pushed out of me hard to breathe the breath of life that is God given.

Five Minute Fridays - Writer

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Writing by a writer is usually genius.

Writing by one who wants to write, hopes to write well and looks forward to writing all that is in her is, well, not so genius. But that does not mean that I have given up. There are closet comedians, and I am a closet writer.

Potty training battles...

I apologize for the little stint off without notice - combining the final week of of employment before maternity leave, packing to travel, and cleaning out and reassessing certain possessions then settling in another country for about a quarter of a year leaves you a tad swamped.

But I have been engaged in mother-hood throughout so let me update you all on the latest on Caribbean Mommy-hood.

POTTY training my two year old boy. Need I say more? I will anyway.

I do enjoy being called a tiger mom (I have the stretch marks to prove support the title) but fighting  battling my son to use the potty or the toilet is a bit much, you know?

Five Minute Friday - Willing

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As related to choices we make, livesd we live, there must be something we a willing to do, willing to sacrifice.
Since the last Friday...with my committing to choose life full of positive thoughts...there was revealed to be a need to be willing to sacrifice on the alter of self, my wicked, unholy, unbibilical thoughts about

Five Minute Fridays - CHOOSE

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Recently, I have been choosing. Choosing more of the bad than the good in my thoughts. Its frustrating. I was given the power to choose. I. Must. Choose. Well.

Five minute Fridays - SMALL

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The smallest seed - ever - is equal to just enough faith.  The smallest hands in the house with more than enough love.  That seed grows into a large tree.  That faith can see you through large challenges.  Those little hands give the perfect hugs.

Faith like a mustard seed...I pray for just that amount so that I can raise the little one to grow into an adult with a big heart and big faith in a mighty, BIG God.  SMALL faith is just enough to bring a miracle into being. A SMALL fertilized egg is just enough to bring the miracle of a growing child into being.

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Link up at http://lisajobaker.com/2014/02/five-minute-friday-small-2/

Part 2 - Mommy-hood fails

Like I said the last time, "Don't judge, pray."  I'm about to share the next five (5) fails I have been guilty of in this journey of mommy-hood so far.


Mommy-hood fail #6 - Do as I say, not as I do

The little one has a new "thing" to do - Caribbean people call is 'steupsing', others will say he "sucked his teeth at his mother."  Well son boy is 'steupsing' for everything. At himself, at his brother, at the TV, at me...come to think of it, I cannot say I've heard him 'steups' at his father, hmmm. I am to blame. I do it often, too often - in jest, in serious times and in frustration. He hears and repeats. I say,"Don't do that. Its not nice," and then I steups. SMH. Lord help me.

Garden (Five Minute Fridays)

GARDEN

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I have a garden...not one of flowers, plants or trees as yet. I need my own home and space for that.  But the garden I have is in the form of my family.  Green thumbs...I don't have. But I try mighty hard to water them with love, expose them to Son-shine and fertilize with grace and mercy.

If only I could remember that too much pruning could damage the plant.  I can over compensate in discipline all due to my own fears. But I remember almost all plants need watering every day...so I love those boys of mine and this girl that is still covered in rich soil.  She will burst forth soon.

Making sure that Son-light and our Caribbean sunlight reaches them is important.  Teach them the Word, live for them the Word, love them by the Word and teach them to spread Son-light. These are the important things. For was wonderful growth ...for a growing garden...I plan to add to this garden. Grace and mercy fertilizing us all.

Heavenly Father, you love me enough to prune me in just the right way...thank you.

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As inspired by - http://lisajobaker.com/five-minute-friday/

Mommy-hood Fails

Mommy-hood Fails

Lord, I have a tendency to over share (I think) but am going to share ten (10) fails of my time as a mommy. There are more than 10 if you ask my children, and I am sure I will continue to add to the number but as a friend used to say - "Don't judge, pray".

Mommy-hood fail #1 - Diaper Lost

One (or two) time(s), I let my child stay in the same disposable so long when I eventually checked it the padding was one soaking gel ball. Ok...this has happened more than twice but definitely less than ten. Good thing there were no #2s. #relief