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I Am Poem

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Poems

I am creative and caring.
I wonder if I’ll live to be 199.
I hear the sound of my little baby girl singing.
I see love dancing in her eyes.
I want a spinning wheel.
I am creative and caring.

I pretend that I am a singer on a stage
I feel apprehensive and concerned.
I touch God’s hands in the sky.
I worry about my mom sometimes.
I cry when I think those that reject God’s love.
I am creative and caring.

I understand that people have their own choices.
I say that love changes people.
I dream of owning a great business that encourages others.
I try to think of other people’s feelings before I speak.
I hope my husband is alright.
I am creative and caring.

(The idea for this poem came from a prompt that my son had for a homework assignment)

Being Mrs. Mom Radio BTR Feature

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If you have been reading my blog for a while, then you know that I started doing a radio show on Blog Talk Radio last year.

I’ve done a few shows and I must say that I really enjoy it.

Yesterday, I went to one of the main pages where moms and family shows are listed  and to my surprise, my show was featured.

BTR Feature1I want to say that I am very honored to be listed on that page.  I’m sure that it will drive more traffic to my show.  I’m excited about that because I really desire to reach women from different spheres with encouraging words.

I want to help women be their best and be who God created them to be.

I just wanted to share that because I’m honored and excited. 🙂

I hope you’ll tune in sometime.

 

Other Children’s Birthday Parties

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There is a moment as a mom when you find yourself doing some activity and you realize that you don’t really want to do it, but that you are going to for your kids. This weekend, I had one of those moments. My kids were invited to a birthday party and I had already told them that I would take them, so we were going…

Now, since I have been a mom, I have to gone to birthday parties of children that are not mine, but this one was different. This was the first time that I was going to a party, in which I didn’t quite know the family of the child too well. We know the child and her siblings. Her mother have talked briefly on a number of occasions, but no serious bonds have been built. Honestly, I had no idea what to expect, besides good cupcakes.

I arrived with X-man, Ice-man, and Precious. Little did I know that I would find a house full of little girls and any boys that arrived were sent outside on the trampoline. That would have been fine if I expected it, but one of my boys received an invitation to the party and did not exactly fit into the “Hello Kitty” atmosphere.

Precious had tons of fun and so did my boys, but I in the other hand found it hard to connect with some of the other parents. I’m not sure if it was because I had a rough morning or because it was just that type of atmosphere. Well, what I mean is that there really was a feeling of being separated with the boys having to go outside and choose five pieces of the candy that fell out of the piñata. I had to make the best out of what I was given. Most of the parents just sat and watched their kids quietly. It wasn’t until the end when we were leaving that people began to mingle.

One great thing, that I must say is that the mom threw a great party for her daughter. All of the girls had a blast. Precious got to experience her first “girly” party. She hit the piñata with much force and she left with a crown and some wings.

Sometimes we don’t know what to expect and we may not want to go through the experience, but the truth is that mothers will do anything for their children…well, almost…and going to a birthday party when we could be doing something else is one of those things.

(Side note: I hope I don’t sound too negative. I just wanted to speak on this and my experience from this weekend just a little bit )

The Good, The Bad…The Dentist Part 3

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I thought the endodontist had finished the job, but it turned out that I had to return to my dentist to get the crown put on my tooth.

Oh! Don’t get confused. This would not be my last visit regarding this tooth either…

As I sat in the chair, I wondered what type of work had to be done in order for the tooth to be completed.

The nurse numbed me up and prepared me for the procedure.  The dentist explained that he would have to shave my tooth down so that the crown could fit over it.  He also told e that after the procedure was completed, he would take an impression of my tooth and send it off.  Once the permanent crown came back, I could be scheduled for my final appointment.

That’s right!!! He said after the crown came in, I would have my final appointment.  I did not look forward to this, but little did I know that this visit would not pave the way for me to have a good out look on the next appointment.

He drilled…

She sucked the extra liquid out…

He drilled more…

For an hour this went on, untill, I began to feel the drilling.

My tooth had no nerve so I could not feel the pain in my tooth, but I felt it in my gum.  As he drilled, I told myself that it was normal and would go away at any time.  Once he finished the work, he thought that I was ready to make the impression for my permanent tooth.  It wasn’t until he took another look into my mouth that he realized that my gum was bleeding and had not stopped yet.

He tried multiple things, but nothing worked.  He decided to coterize my gum tissue.  I asked him, with all of the different tools in my mouth “what is that?”  He proceeded to tell me that he was getting ready to burn the outside nerve of my gum so that it would stop bleeding.

He reached in my mouth and…I felt the pain of the heat hitting my nerve.  With that he stopped and numbed me up again.  I was assured that I wouldn’t feel the pain of that procedure once the shot wore off.

I left the dental office with a temporary cap on my tooth.  I went home and tried to get some rest.  Later on that night, I experienced pain and discomfort.  I had to once again, pray and take two Tylenol.

As I sat there, I reminded myself that I would have to attend another appointment where my temporary crown would be taken out and the new one put in.

My gums ached and I felt sad.  For I did not look forward to the next appointment with any  anticipation…

To be continued…

The Good, The Bad, The Dentist Part 2

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After a week of being in pain from a horrible toothache with a temporary filling in it, I was still trying to bear as much as I could. With everyone’s busy schedules, I tried to wait a while to get the root canal, but my husband…my dear, loving husband, saw how much pain I was in and told me to schedule the appointment immediately. He took off of work and ushered me into the endodontist’s office the next day.

As I sat in the chair, the “endodontist” notified me that this would not be a one stop shop. Instead it would require two appointments for him to complete the job. As you know, I was disappointed. My family is so busy and I was experiencing so much pain, all I wanted was for this to be over. I sat there with dread all over my face. All I could think of was the two appointments that would be an hour long. He saw the look in my eyes and asked me what was wrong. After I explained my situation, he decided to it all in one shot. He said that he has five children and knows what it’s like when a parent needs to take care of a personal situation. I was very thankful. I left the office with a gutted tooth and a hungry tummy.

One of the worst things to tell a pregnant woman is that she cannot eat the one thing that she is craving. I just wanted something to eat, but I could only have soup.

 

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