Three days late oops.
Write something that someone told you about yourself that you have never forgotten;
“You’re getting kind of chunky aren’t you.” Why this one? I don’t know. But this is something I’ve always remembered. Whether said in a joking manner or not, this one comment is what has given me years of insecurities. Said to me, a 12 year old girl, now 23 and so insecure with my motherly body.
Margaret Mead (via ethereal-oblivion)
About to get my husband up for work, really wish he would call off so I can sleep! I’ve been sick more in the last couple of months than I have in the last five years. I’m so over it. I’m ready to feel good!
We took Jake to get a hair cut for school, she cut it too short but he doesn’t look bad.
I’m still not ready for little man to start school on Wednesday. He got a new teacher, they had to make a new kindergarten class because there were too many of them lol. We get to go meet her Tuesday morning.
Lina is so hyper lately. Part of me is praying for a nap so I can nap with her but if Jake falls asleep too and we wake up at midnight we will destroy our sleeping schedule!
unmute
I have never so joyously reblogged a bird video in my life.
life is like a giant mushroom
Explain
You are the owner of a magic backpack; every morning you stick your hand in and it contains exactly what you need for the day. One morning it contains a gun.
but isnt this the plot of Dora the Explorer
Swiper ain’t swiping no more
A mellow mood, a kiss in a melting alley..
Oh, nonsense. This is nothing compared to the twig of ‘93.
When I was a kid I laughed at this, but now as an adult who works in the public, I can assure you people are exactly like this.
Don’t slap pandas
I’m crying…🤣🤣🤣
pls don’t slap pandas :(
People adding Nazi apologist shit onto my posts like “but nazis invented cell phones and space rockets so without them we’d be less technologically advanced VuV” like buddy, if you think for one second we wouldn’t have eventually made it to the moon or made instant communication devices without mass genocide then I dunno what to tell you except to get the fuck away from me.
Your kind aren’t welcome here.
Also would I “trade” my cell phone for a world with no Nazis?
Are. You. Fucking. Kidding. Me?!?!
I’d trade my own life for a world without nazis. Fuck my phone. Fuck going to the moon. Human life should not be the cost of societal and technological progress.
What the fuck is wrong with you.
This is such an emotional time. I was not ready for my little dude to grow up so fast. We went and met his teacher today, walked him around the school, walked him around his classroom to show him where his bins and coat rack are. We even signed him up for cub scouts! I am so happy that he is excited for school and I am so glad he has a nice teacher! But at the same time, with all of hose people I saw the spark of fear on his face. And he told me “I don’t know how I feel about you and daddy not being there.” :( I’m hoping that mindset changes when there are less parents and random kids (siblings of new students) around. I’m just so worried he will be picked on by other kids. He is a little different. We had him tested for Autism and he is not Autistic but they do see a delay and there will be further testing to find out what it is. But because he is a little different and he has a speech delay some kids tend to pick on him. Mommy won’t be there to tell the other kids to beat it and console my baby! Kids can be so mean and he is so sensitive.. ugh, my heart.
So I’m engulfed in this book series called The Demon Cycle. My husband read this series first and he warned me that there are a few scenes where men force themselves on women, particularly their daughters. I am a survivor of said statement. Well my husband thought the intense scenes were in the first book, but they were in the second and I got to that part today without realizing what I was reading into. I skipped as far as I could without missing too much information from the book. But what I did read caused some flashbacks and now that I’m done feeling sick to my stomach I realize, I have come so far in life. I’m a mother of two children. I am learning to accept that I am bipolar. I have a wonderful husband who helps me day to day raise our beautiful creations and he’s so accepting and supportive of my mental illness. Life is good, I made it. I’m still making it. Every day is a new day and the past is the past. I wish I could think like this every day. <3
