What have you done for me lately?

I was told today by one of my children...I do nothing for her. this prompted me to compile a quick list- just what I can think of off the top of my head.

Lets see well start with

★ carried you inside my own body for 9+ months. Eating well, sleeping well, not drinking or smoking and ttaking vitimans that made me gag.
★ THIRTY SIX HOURS of labor and pushing...your head by the way was OVER the 100 percentile in size (larger than most)
★ I awoke every time you did, for at least 6 months that was more than once per night.
★wiped your butt. Changed your clothes. Cleaned your vomit.
★ Dr visits. One well ccheck per year, not to mention ER visits in the middle of the night when Dr was closed
★ taught you to walk, talk, count, your body parts, animal sounds, numbers, answered all your "why's" (there were a lot! )
★signed you up for sschool. Made sure you were dressed fed and ready. Worried if you remembered your lunch code, did you make friends, were kids being nice to you, were you being nice, did you eat your lunch, did you find your bus
★ threw you birthday parties, took you to friend birthday parties. Bought gifts for both.
★ help with homework, projects, take you to library bought school supplies
★ clothed you and got you new shoes for 16 years. Pads tampons makeup hairstuff haircuts. I not only took you to get those things....but paid. For. Them too.
★kept a. Steady job. A. Consistent roof over your head and all the needed bills on. Even paid for your cell service for 3 years.
★ Took you to apply for jobs. To interviews. To and from work. Bought you work clothes.
★last but certainly not least I have came and gotten you ON MORE THAN ONE OCCASION when you were in trouble. Had I not come and "bailed you out" so to speak....you wouldn't have been at home in your own bed those nights.
★taking you to court tomorrow and to a lawyers last week.

Your right though. I don't do anything for you. This house is HORRIBLE your on the verge of abused daily and I don't care about you one little bit. That is obvious in all the things I dont do for you.

Life sucks now? Wait till your eighteen!

I became a mom very young. I missed a lot of. Opportunities for myself. never once. Have I. Wished to change a thing. Never once have I felt ANY of my children were mistakes.

I got my GED. I got married. I cook healthy meals. I saved and budget so that we have a roof over our heads. Quite frankly I feel I do a LOT and what's more....even when no one notices, or no one cares, or when you hate me for having "stupid rules" when your lying, in trouble, slamming a door in my face or bad mouthing me to your boyfriend....I always love you....just as much as I loved you the day you were born. The day my life changed forever because that day I knew what a mothers love felt like.

Its not always 50/50

Sometimes one person has to hold up more weight than the other does. Lately I feel as though I am that person holding the extra weight. Lately I have been wishing I was not that person. I feel like I am being spread a bit too thin... I also feel like no matter how many times I try to explain myself, it does not matter. So I will just keep waiting, and hopefully eventually someone will come and take a few books off of my stack. Take a load off. Help me out. Chip in. You get it? I am sure you do. Now if only other people did as well. God doesnt give you more than you can handle. I wonder sometimes if He thinks the load he's giving me is being more evenly distributed than it is... Maybe he can review my case :)

8 years at the same job!

I will say this about my work. No matter what is said, word gets around. Words also get twisted and changed, and rumors fly like well I don't know kites? I think co-workers are like a second family, not like to the point where you want to invite them over for Thanksgiving dinner... More like your around them enough that you are more than likely to have seen a bad side of them, and learned some annoyances. Chances are they were grumpy or depressed or pissed at some point and you have seen them at their worst. I think that makes it easier to get under each others skin and become annoyed. You get annoyed, you get over it, you move on. Your still co workers and you still get through. Like family, there are spats, you get over it move on and after it all your still family. So do I always love my co workers or getting up early, or when someone is rude to me, or when I don't make any money... OF COURSE NOT. I have good days and I have bad days. Today it was raining, I would have ...

Done Growing

Well soon enough it will be the start of a new school year. Sooner for my younger two, than for my older two. So today we went to get a few things that will be needed. Some shoes, socks and backpacks. Mommy needed a new pair of shoes too, I wear mine out pretty quickly being on my feet as a waitress. So my son is about the pickiest shoe person out there. Nothing fits. We have to try on like every.single.shoe. in his size before he can choose. Its irritating and stressful. Hannah was pretty easy although she did not take the cheaper "on sale" pair I liked best. Either way she was quick and painless. So then mom's turn. I put on a pair of 6.5 I wear those or 7's depending on the shoe. I wanted to try those new shoes with the curved bottom. Anyway... I get the 6.5 on and Hannah feels for my toes. "Oh you better get a size bigger" She says. "Those wont last the whole school year!" I told her I did not have to worry about outgrowing my shoes. My ...

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