Life isn't fair. It never has been and it never will be.
Do not judge your success based on others. Everyone is at different points in their lives.
Give people a chance. Don't judge too quickly. If I judged to quickly, I would have never given your father a chance.. and then you would have never been born.
Choose your attitude and you choose how each day will be. Some days we wake up and we are just in a grumpy mood. We take that mood out on others and then they are grumpy as well. When we feel that way, we need to take a moment for ourselves and think "today I WANT to be happy", and guess what? We will be. YOU are the only person in charge of your feelings. That happiness will show to others and you will make the world a little brighter.
Great grandma Webster figured out early in life that she was not as pretty as the other girls and instead of sitting alone and feeling sorry for herself she decided then and there that she wanted to be the person everyone wanted to be friends with. She went on to be the homecoming queen, cheerleading captain and lots of other fun things. To this day she is one of the happiest people I know. No matter what you look like on the outside, always let your inner beauty shine. On a side note, I really don't think great grandma dodger is ugly by any means. The point of this story was to show you that you decide on the person you want to be, what you look like outside does not matter. Let people be drawn to your inner light and bright personality.
Suicide is NEVER the answer. If you ever feel like this life is not worth it. TALK TO SOMEONE. It's ok to feel down and have bad days. Not every day is great, that's part of being alive. We would never know happiness without sadness. Keep an eye out for those around you that may be suffering from depression or feeling left out. Help them have someone to talk to and try to cheer them up. When people get that low, they will not reach out for help. It is your job to be aware and to help them. It seems that lately this topic has been brought up in my life more then I ever want to admit. I have had two distant cousins attempt to kill themselves. Once succeeded and the other is still alive but very much disfigured and now has a very rough life ahead of him. One that he created for himself because of his thoughtless action.
Confessions of a first time mom. If pregnancy and children came with an instruction manual these are the things that I wish would be included...
Friday, February 21, 2014
Friday, February 7, 2014
17 Months
You turn 17 months this week. I can honestly say this may be the death of me.
You are always on the go! Your new passion... coloring. Your canvas choices are endless these days, the rug, the couch, the fridge, the list goes on and on. If I turn my back for even two seconds, you find a pen out of thin air and color. You've learned how to open everything from high lighters to lipstick. You are one smart kid.
You walk around on your tip toes a lot these days. You are learning animal noises and have fun trying to practice them. You love to read books. You are really good at understanding and pointing to objects when asked. You don't really "talk" much but you are very good at communication and getting your point across. You like to gibber gabber all day long and sometimes you even sing and its cute. You love to dance when music turns on and when we yell FREEZE you stop dancing and throw your hands in the air. You love stickers. You love to make Dad sit on the floor and brush his hair. You actually sit still and let me paint your toes.. and today you painted mine. You suck at it. Don't worry, practice makes perfect. You are getting better about playing by yourself more often. Not always, but its a work in progress. You are very bossy and mean when playing with other kids and I'm terrified to take you to nursery in a few weeks. You seem to have a slight problem with hitting when someone takes your toy or wont play with you.
You have learned how to open the step stool and push it around the house so you can get things off the counter. Not cool kiddo.
You know how to blow your nose and follow all sorts of strange commands. You have a couple "chores" around the house. After bath you take your dirty clothes and put them in the hamper usually only being asked once. You brush your teeth every night before bed and hold very still while I clean your ears and trim your nails. You also like to help do laundry and unload the dishwasher. You love to watch me cook, and now every evening you sit on the counter and watch me do my thing.
You love having your own room to play in. I can't wait till I finish decorating so I can take a few pictures to show you. At the moment it is kind of a mess because we are still figuring things out.
You are now wearing 18 month clothing and sometimes size 4 diapers. You are stuck in between sizes at the moment. We go back to the doctor next month for shots and to check your height and weight. Your hair is still a very dark blonde color and your eyes are still a beautiful blue. I think you are starting to look more like me these days.
Lets just mention the only reason this post is being written during the day is because you are playing by yourself in the living room and not completely driving me nuts at the moment. *silent cheer*
You are always on the go! Your new passion... coloring. Your canvas choices are endless these days, the rug, the couch, the fridge, the list goes on and on. If I turn my back for even two seconds, you find a pen out of thin air and color. You've learned how to open everything from high lighters to lipstick. You are one smart kid.
You walk around on your tip toes a lot these days. You are learning animal noises and have fun trying to practice them. You love to read books. You are really good at understanding and pointing to objects when asked. You don't really "talk" much but you are very good at communication and getting your point across. You like to gibber gabber all day long and sometimes you even sing and its cute. You love to dance when music turns on and when we yell FREEZE you stop dancing and throw your hands in the air. You love stickers. You love to make Dad sit on the floor and brush his hair. You actually sit still and let me paint your toes.. and today you painted mine. You suck at it. Don't worry, practice makes perfect. You are getting better about playing by yourself more often. Not always, but its a work in progress. You are very bossy and mean when playing with other kids and I'm terrified to take you to nursery in a few weeks. You seem to have a slight problem with hitting when someone takes your toy or wont play with you.
You have learned how to open the step stool and push it around the house so you can get things off the counter. Not cool kiddo.
You know how to blow your nose and follow all sorts of strange commands. You have a couple "chores" around the house. After bath you take your dirty clothes and put them in the hamper usually only being asked once. You brush your teeth every night before bed and hold very still while I clean your ears and trim your nails. You also like to help do laundry and unload the dishwasher. You love to watch me cook, and now every evening you sit on the counter and watch me do my thing.
You love having your own room to play in. I can't wait till I finish decorating so I can take a few pictures to show you. At the moment it is kind of a mess because we are still figuring things out.
You are now wearing 18 month clothing and sometimes size 4 diapers. You are stuck in between sizes at the moment. We go back to the doctor next month for shots and to check your height and weight. Your hair is still a very dark blonde color and your eyes are still a beautiful blue. I think you are starting to look more like me these days.
Lets just mention the only reason this post is being written during the day is because you are playing by yourself in the living room and not completely driving me nuts at the moment. *silent cheer*
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