It’s been awhile guys but as you know I HAD A BABY!!! Some days I can hardly believe I’m a momma! And a momma to the most beautiful baby boy I’ve ever seen. I’m not just saying that because he’s mine y’all … he really is the sweetest thing I’ve ever known. I have so much to share with you guys about my birthing experience and how motherhood has been so far. I’ll just say this for now … it’s the hardest job I’ll ever love. And I’m just getting started.
Tomorrow is the first day of SPRING — yay!! — but not really because snow is headed our way. #PushThroughSpring. But what better time to start blogging again. The season is changing and these last few months have been life-changing for me. I’ve been trying to wrap my head around how I’m going to be a mom and find time to blog or do anything else for that matter. But I AM WOMAN … how does the song go? “ I can rub and scrub this old house til it’s shining like a dime, (da-dun-na-da-dunt), feed the baby, grease the car and powder my face at the same time, (da-dun-na-dunt) get all dressed up, go out and swing til 4 a.m. and then lay down at 5, jump up at 6, and start all over again ‘Cause I’m a woman! W-O-M-A-N …”
LIES Y’all. LIES!! I can barely stay up passed 8 p.m. or use the bathroom let alone go out till 4 a.m. And if I’m jumping up at 6 a.m. it’s because my baby needs his diaper changed and to be fed. And the only thing I’m greasing is a pan. LOL. But I get the gist. Women are the bomb!!! We get it done some how some way. Barely hanging on, sleeping, eating, pooping, showering … you name it. Some days, though tired than a mug … I’m like, “girl you did that!”
If any one thing has taught me about my strength, it’s being a mother.
But as each day goes by I am feeling more and more like myself. I still have a little stomach to lose but eating two boxes of Somoas in two days does not help. Get thee behind me Girl Scouts!! Really guys? That’s terrible. But they are gone so no use living in the past.
Taking care of my family and myself is definitely a balancing act. I want to start working out and eating better. I’m going to Jamaica this summer for a girls trip so I need to get it together. But more importantly, I need to be my best self to take care of my son. I’m no spring chicken but there’s nothing chicken about me. I will face all that comes with being a mom and getting back on track head on.
I ask God for strength to do all I need to do every day. And he gives it to me.
But I wanted to drop a few paragraphs because I’ve seen some of you popping by my Facebook page and some of you have reached out waiting for the next blog post. Thank you so much for checking in with me and hanging in there until I got myself in a better place to start writing again.