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✨She Had A Fairy Good Birthday...
11.21.2025
Hey Sanctuary,
Beatrice here with our Friday post and last of the birthdays for the next few weeks! I feel as though there were so many birthdays since the start of October, which was a blur, but now that the next one won't be for a few weeks I'm going to miss all the cake and décor around the house. Our fellow moms have been experiencing some flow issues, exhausted by their own realities, so I've seemingly been reinstated as the primary blogger and will switch between posting twice a week (every Tuesday and Friday) or once a week (every Friday) depending on how much time I have myself. Having my children has been the highlight of my life. Those of us with hard childhoods understand more than anyone, I'm sure, because we're having to heal and parent all in one. To have my children's birthday party (last week) usurped by a jealous, conniving blood relative filled me with a rage I haven't experienced in a few years. I didn't get to address it then, because my focus was my children but since I know you I'm still on your mind, I'll address it here.
You'll never be me. You're dead to me and my family. You'll never speak to us again. I wish you nothing but the worse in this life. May your child who you decided to name after my dead baby, never connect with you. May you end up destitute and far removed from every comfort you think you have now.
And I say that with the upmost disrespect. Every day will be hell for you, and that at least makes me happy 😊
Happy Friday Sanctuary! Until next time, Beatrice R.
11.11.2020 - 11.11.2025
I don't even know how to put into words how unexplainable it is to look back and realize five years have just zipped by. My baby boy being five, when I swear I was just in labor, has made me extremely emotional and inexcusably permissive today --he's on his fifth cupcake but who cares! There was a time when he wouldn't even touch a cupcake so I'm counting it as a win on all fronts. My precious baby is really five today and per his request, we'll all be astronauts (and mermaids, his sister is turning 8 in two days 😭) on Saturday for their party. This time five years ago, I was on hands and knees begging God for help through labor. My other babies (just 1 and 3 at the time) incredibly concerned that their mommy was unresponsive and quite feral. I had sworn that he was going to share a birthday with his big sister but he decided that he wanted his own full day, which I'm genuinely happy that is the case because they both deserve to be celebrated! Ugh, I can't help but be transported back in time, and reminisce on those sweet, slow days with my three musketeers.
👩🏾🚀Solomon Emmanuel🌍,
Watching you grow has been the highlight of my year. From learning to tie your shoes to overcoming some major difficulties -- handling stress like you've been alive for 80 years! You're my favorite five year old in the whole world and I love everything that makes you, you. May this fifth year be ever so special and fun for you baby boy.
Gotta blast his rocket ship is getting ready to take off! Until next time,
Beatrice R.
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