Minding your business is free

10,000 hours

Listen. I am not exaggerating when I say I have wild kids. Listen to any episode of Sharts and Giggles on the internet, and see that my kids are about two degrees below hers. One has ADHD. One feeds off the one with ADHD. And the baby finds the loudest thing he can do and scream-giggles while doing it. Wild.

For my own sanity, I am a hands-off parent. If they’re not hurting anyone nor destroying property, I let them play. Maybe it annoys people, I don’t care. I’m rarely out of the house, so people can deal.

So today of all days. When I barely slept, had to get three kids out in below freezing weather, and barely made it out the door is the day a bitch wants to try me.

Within five minutes of walking through the door, she is telling my kids to sit down and…

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My ray of sunshine

Fighting For Freedom

I feel a bit more gratitude today which is something I can lose when I’m not in a great place.

I planned on doing nothing today but a friend text at 9am asking to meet up for a brew. I wasn’t really feeling it but I dragged my sorry ass out of bed and into the bath (always love a good bath!). Threw on some leggings, my “believe in yourself” top and a hoodie, teamed with my Primark £6 converse. Wasn’t really feeling the make up today but wore it anyway as my skin is horrendous. Braided my hair as was I shite messing on with straightening it today. Left the dishes, something I never do as I’m a germ freak but thought fuck it.

Got to George st and wasn’t really feeling being around people so I changed tables five times. And then my friend came.

I mean yeah…

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A Mother’s Love Knows No Distance

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The Chub Script

For me, the biggest change about going to college was leaving home. Leaving my family, my dogs, and constant presence of my parents, especially my mom.

My mom is a force of nature that is as essential to my life as air is to a bird. She is the force that taught me to love and care just as she had done for me.

Although not everyone is lucky enough to have the same relationship as me and my mom, I see the love of mothers everywhere in college.

I see it in the homemade cookies left in the common room by mothers certain that their child is wasting away on cafeteria food.

I see it in the random phone call that my friends get at all hours of the day from parents who miss them too much to wait another minute to call.

I see it in the headshots…

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The importance of Language

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Tamira Paleja

As I quote ‘If you don’t understand my silence … you will never understand my words’

My daughter Tamira has taught me that love has no language, if you want to understand and love a person there is no freakin… language barrier its the willingness to go beyond your thinking and want to understand someone who just can express.

When I am with Tamira I have no time to think anything except for her & sudd the jatapatapata language has started making sense. We exchange words with no meanings and still understand each other. Right from a 10 day old baby I have tried spending most of my time with her by just looking and reciprocating and now she does the same which is totally fun… The magic of understanding each other is beautiful and the fun times are just to precious, from getting up at 2.00 am at night…

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