hardcoremomstuff

Mom of 2, Florida livin', We live for Christ

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Timing- what a little ass hole

All my friends tell me I'm picky & I will never meet someone that meets my expectations. (I'm a mom so hey I need to have those high expectations & not lower my standards 😉) The "perfect" man to me would be caring, generous, faithful, strong-willed, God fearing, would love my kids like he loves me, someone who tells me I'm doing a good job at the end of the day every now & again. For a long time, all hope was lost. Then I met you. Isn't it funny and a little bit intense..the word 'then'? Like...you are transitioning from one point in life, THEN, bam something great happens. You were my 'then'. Everything on my bullet list had been checked off and then even some extras. How great. I saw so much potential in you. I just want to say, life just really loves to throw curve balls, I'm like prone to this I swear. (Haha?) You can have everything in common with someone, you could like each other immensely, you could see the them everyday.. but if {Time} just does not agree- it's hopeless. We were both good people, just at different points in my life. You are fighting your own demons and I've already battled mine. All in all- I've learned a lot and I'm still a happy person. I still wish him nothing but happiness as well, I wish I could have helped him.

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Raising Awesome Kids Alone

{It is easier to raise strong children than to repair broken men.} -Frederick Douglas

It is easy to feel overwhelmed and envy the absent parent for their responsibility-free life. While they are out doing anything and everything besides taking care of “their” children, here you are at home with a crying baby, only God-knows-what all over your shirt, a messy house, and a very drained mind. When they get to go spend their whole paycheck on this and that, and you are on a tight budget trying to juggle bills, diapers, clothes, food, and even a few extra things to keep your kids happy. Ultimately I feel tired, this is in fact a job that is naturally carried on by two people. 

On the other hand- I feel incredibly bad for parents like this. I am disgusted that there are such weak, lazy, selfish people out there. I just feel sorry for you.

There are so many great things about raising and loving your kids that out weigh the so called “freedom” they think they have. 

They will never know the joy of hearing your two year old sing the whole alphabet, or when you wake up in the morning to a drooling happy baby smiling right at you. They will never be asked to tell a bed time story, to kiss a boo boo, to hear “I love you” 1000 times a day. 

So, here is to all the strong parents raising AWESOME kids alone- This is the life, lets enjoy every single second of it.