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@bravingariah
when you’re a kid and you’re feeling weird and detached and you fall asleep in the late afternoon with school clothes still on and you wake up and its dark and dinner is almost done and time feels like a thick jelly
thick jelly……I can’t believe someone put words to that feeling…….thank you
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“She is, always will be, worth the chaos.”
— Juansen Dizon
Man invented religion to make god in his image. Women invented science to care for our bodies and men called it witchcraft and burned us for knowing the medicinal uses of herbs. Midwives were washing their hands while aiding birth at the same time that male doctors would move from one patient to another with blood still on their hands from the last.
They shamed us for using poison and claimed true self defense is “equal force” as if a woman’s bare hands and arm strength and shoulders were indifferent from a man’s, as if humans got to the top of the food chain by brute force rather than our brains. They did this without empathizing with the reasons we might need to do so.
God, I love you.
January 2018 | Ariah & JJ
Some fun memorable things that happened so far.
1. Ariah walked in the room and said she didn't like chocolate anymore. I asked her since when does she not like chocolate and with a dead pan face in all of her 5 year old seriousness said "People change." Then she walked out of the room.
2. Ariah layed down in our room next to JJ, she put her her hand on his head for a brief moment and Justin thought she pretented to fall asleep. She did fall asleep. Next to her brother. I know the adjustment has been a little rough for her. She went to having all of our attention to seemingly none at all. However, she loves him and he loves her. He always smiles at her and she is such a big help. Even though I never wanted her to feel obligated to help, she does.
I'm not a perfect mother. I'm tired. Sometimes cleaning seems to take priority and I know it should just wait. My daughter isn't perfect either nor is my son. Their both completely still innocent, but they are human. Just as I am. I would die for both of them. Ariah is so stubborn and strong willed ,but she is also the sweetest, sensitive and very caring. JJ is most of the time all giggles and smiles. He seems to be more laid back compared to her.
I am so proud of both of them.
If a boy hits my daughter, I will not tell her it is because he likes her, I will instead teach her how to fight back and defend her feelings as much as her body. And if a teacher tries to excuse his behaviour, I will remind them how inflicting pain on someone is a terrible way to show them you like them and a worse way to get attention. Little girls who know how to roar are not sheep to little boys who think they are wolves.
Nikita Gill (via meanwhilepoetry)
March | 2017 You're capable, the drive that comes from you is undeniably insane, the love you hold in your heart, the things you know or are eager to learn. You're capable of holding a meaningful conversation and act more of a little lady than a toddler. Life is full of horrific things, but you make them a little less frightening. I don't know what I ever did to deserve a daughter like you.
10 things your Mummy never told you ...
1. You made her cry… a lot. She cried when she found out she was pregnant. She cried as she gave birth to you. She cried when she first held you. She cried with happiness. She cried with fear. She cried with worry. She cried because she feels so deeply for you. She felt your pain and your happiness and she shared it with you, whether you realized it or not.
2. She wanted that last piece of pie. But when she saw you look at it with those big eyes and lick your mouth with that tiny tongue, she couldn’t eat it. She knew it would make her much happier to see your little tummy be filled than hers.
3. It hurt. When you pulled her hair, it hurt; when you grabbed her with those sharp fingernails that were impossible to cut, it hurt; when you bit her while drinking milk, that hurt, too. You bruised her ribs when you kicked her from her belly; you stretched her stomach out for nine months; you made her body contract in agonizing pain as you entered this world.
4. She was always afraid. From the moment you were conceived, she did all in her power to protect you. She became your mama bear. She was that lady who wanted to say no when the little girl next door asked to hold you, and who cringed when she did, because in her mind no one could keep you as safe as she herself could. Her heart skipped two beats with your first steps. She stayed up late to make sure you got home safe, and woke up early to see you off to school. With every stubbed toe and little stumble, she was close by; she was ready to snatch you up with every bad dream or late night fever. She was there to make sure you were OK.
5. She knows she’s not perfect. She is her own worst critic. She knows all her flaws and sometimes hates herself for them. She is hardest on herself when it comes to you, though. She wanted to be the perfect mom, to do nothing wrong — but because she is human, she made mistakes. She is probably still trying to forgive herself for them. She wishes with her whole heart that she could go back in time and do things differently, but she can’t, so be kind to her, and know she did the best she knew how to do.
6. She watched you as you slept. There were nights when she was up ‘til 3:00 a.m. praying that you would finally fall asleep. She could hardly keep her eyes open as she sang to you, and she would beg you to “please, please fall asleep.” Then, when you finally fell asleep, she would lay you down and all her tiredness would disappear for a short second as she sat by your bedside looking down at your perfect cherub face, experiencing more love than she knew was possible, despite her worn-out arms and aching eyes.
7. She carried you a lot longer than nine months. You needed her to. So she did. She would learn to hold you while she cleaned; she would learn to hold you while she ate; she would even hold you while she slept, because it was the only way she could sometimes. Her arms would get tired, her back would hurt, but she held you still because you wanted to be close to her. She snuggled you, loved you, kissed you and played with you. You felt safe in her arms; you were happy in her arms; you knew you were loved in her arms, so she held you, as often and as long as you needed.
8. It broke her heart every time you cried. There was no sound as sad as your cries, or sight as horrible as the tears streaming down your perfect face. She did all in her power to stop you from crying, and when she couldn’t stop your tears, her heart would shatter into a million little pieces.
9. She put you first. She went without food, without showers and without sleep. She always put your needs before her own. She would spend all day meeting your needs, and by the end of the day, she would have no energy left for herself. But the next day, she would wake up and do it all over again, because you meant that much to her.
10. She would do it all again. Being a mum is one of the hardest jobs anyone can do, and it will take you to your very limits sometimes. You cry, you hurt, you try, you fail, you work and you learn. But, you also experience more joy that you thought was possible and feel more love than your heart can contain. Despite all the pain, grief, late nights and early mornings you put your mum through, she would do it all again for you because you are worth it to her. So, next time you see her, tell your mum thank you; let her know that you love her. She can never hear it too many times.
Preschool Blues
Ariah is doing so well in school. I try to always ask her teachers how she did that day and I think they are sick of me asking at this point. We had our first parent teacher conference and it was nothing but praise and admiration. Which is great considering I had her when I was only 19 and sometimes having someone much older than I am tell me I’m doing a good job... there’s a certain pride with that. I read to her every night now. Sometimes she even falls asleep while I’m reading. Her current favorite books are classic Golden Book Stories, Pete the cat, Chicka chicka boom boom and The Disney 5-minute snuggle stories. Is it sad that I still silently cry after we drop her off?
We did it.
Gloomy days are movie days.
My little mama is sick, it's dreary outside and we did some painting and now we're watching Scooby Doo with all three of us.
