
Woman, Wife, Mother
Its not easy…
It never has been.
When there are things to on my schedule, the first thing that I do is take care of my family. There isn’t anything wrong with that. The problem comes in when I have other things to do that are a little intimidating and I procrastinate. I start looking for other things to do. Not purposely, but it happens. I really want to do the really hard things. I really want to just “knock them out,” but the truth is, its not that easy.
When faced with a the hard tasks, I end up lagging behind because I am intimidated. They become extremely daunting. Here is the thing that puts the icing on the cake, the tasks aren’t that hard. The problem is that I have put so much pressure on myself to be perfect, that I can’t reach this goal.
Now this isn’t something that is abnormal for many people. I am just choosing to admit it openly. In the past I have wanted to deal with it privately, but I am realizing that it is something that many people deal with. I have found that mind mapping helps me a lot. I downloaded an app on my iPad that allows me to freely mind-map anything.
This school work isn’t going to kick my butt. The laundry isn’t going to knock me down. Any other task that I desire or need to do, will have to take a step back because I’m going to overcome this. I am going to take a deep breath, open my calendar, mind map, and get started. It doesn’t matter how long it takes me. The important thing is that I’m doing it.
I remember a time when I wasn’t like this. I had no problem with starting and finishing. I still had really high standards, but at that time life was a little bit different. At that time, I had one or two children. When my third child came, it became really hard for me to achieve my goals. It isn’t because of my child. Oh no! It’s because of the amount of things that I became responsible for over night. It has taken some time for me to regroup.
Little things are no longer an issue. What is an issue thought is my school work. I used to be an “A” student. I still am, but with an “A” comes tons of pressure from no one else, but me. I pressure myself so much, that it almost becomes impossible to complete my work. I received a graded paper from one of my professors recently. Now I am a senior in college working on a degree in English. Here I am waiting on a response. She tells me that my paper was good, but it should have been put together better. It was chopped to bits by her compute.r. I almost cried when I read it. I thought it was really good, but I guess she thought otherwise.
No, I don’t normally take the time to really express my thoughts here, but this is my site. I need to find a way to express myself in a way that is positive and progressive. This may be the last time I do it…well, we’ll see about that. I do know that I won’t be really intimate because it may be too much, but as a mom, honestly I need to do this…as a woman. It may seem like I’m rambling and I just might be, but I need to ramble for a bit. I have a paper to do and a discussion board to post. I am trying to get this out so it isn’t in my mind anymore.
Yes this is me, encouraging myself. It isn’t going to be easy. Nothing worth anything ever is…but I am going to give it all that I’ve got and pray for guidance and strength to get the job done…
You can do it too!
RigIt?!
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Sometimes I just need to say something. Not to anyone in particular. I feel like I a keeping my thoughts and feelings bottled inside and I just may burst at the seams. So, what should I do? I know…write a post. I do have a blog right?! Although there are times when I’m not too sure about putting my thought “out there,” this is of one of those times.
What an I going on and on about? What has me so rattled that I feel combustible? School. Not just school, but college as a mother and a wife. Right now, I am thanking God that I don’t work. I’m not sure if my stress comes from the fact that I haven’t been to school in over a year or if it’s just that I’m not crazy about Shakespeare. I’m really not sure. What I do know is that school is trying to kick my butt.
Scheduling all of my and my children’s activities, studying, completing assignments, cooking, cleaning, and still looking good isn’t easy. But, I’ll be ok.
It has been a while since you last heard from me. My life has been busier that I had planned. It isn’t the type of busy that cause me to want to go hide. No, it the productive type of busy. While, there are times where I am wondering if I bit off more that I could chew, I know deep down that I didn’t.
So what am I doing? Well, from my previous posts you may have seen that my family and I moved clear across the country. I had to unpack and get our family all settled in. Now I am in school. Yes, I decided to finish my degree. It is pretty exciting. I am a mom of three, a wife of one, and now a student….again. It is very invigorating. I am really enjoying my classes. Although, I have tons of work, it is still very enjoyable. I am currently taking a freelancing class which causes me to look closely at all that I do. I really enjoy writing and I always have and this class is helping me to see the potential that I have.
There are all sorts of opportunities out there. They pay pretty well also. I will have to put in some work, but I’m putting it in now. Right?!
One of the recent, but familiar issues that I am facing is my inability to completely express my thoughts and feelings. I am still dealing with fear of what my readers will think. More than I am concerned about what my readers will think, I am concerned about what my family would think. I’m not thinking anything crazy. I just am dealing with some emotions and I would like to be able to express them, but I’m not sure I should. This is a problem because I’m a writer. As a writer, I want to express myself. If I hold back, my writing is lacking something…me. That may seem weird, but its true. I normally submerge myself in my writing, but it’s hard to do so when I have things that I want to write about, but I don’t. One of my major problems is that I want to write a book someday. As you’ve probably guessed it, that’s not the problem. The problem is that I am going to be able to write freely.
Like everything else, I think eventually I will be ok. I am working at it in my classes and doing all that I need to do as a wife and mother. I also started a workout plan. I will definitely be able to write the way I desire. I just have to work through some things.
I think I will give it a try…1, 2, 3 Go!

There are these moments durning my week when I just stop and stare at what is before me and ponder my next move. Its not that I don’t know what to to do. Instead it is…
Sometimes I just want to write or blog, but I don’t have the strength to.
Sometimes I just want to read a book, but I feel like doing nothing.
Sometimes I just want to paint my nails, but the hassle on not touching anything isn’t what I want.
Sometimes I just want to complete everything on my todo list for the day, but I realize it is such a long list.
Sometimes I just want to cook and clean and be supermom, but…
But, I just decide that I have been doing that all week and now I am going to rest for a while. “It’s ok”…that is what I have to say to myself. I can want to do all of these things and more, but I must remember that I am not a robot. Even God said that we should have a day of rest. I try to, but being a mother of three children, two of which are 5 and under, I’m not sure that I can take a whole day. So, I attempt to remain in obedience to what the Lord has said and to my body, by taking time to rest when I need to.
I look around me this morning and I see that there are still boxes that need to be unpacked. The laundy needs to be done, but when doesn’t it. I have to prep for dinner tonight. I have to clean the bathrooms and the bedrooms. Not to mention that my two younger children are here with me and they need their mom. So, I have decided that for the next hour I am just going to rest. I’m going to give myself permission to do “nothing,” except what is absolutely needed of course.
I am so thankful for all of my blessings. I love being a stay at home mom and wife. I like my apartment and all of the materialistic things that I have been blessed with, but sometimes I just…
Less than a month ago I was in another state. All of my belongings were tucked away in their own spaces and normal was something that my family had been used to for the past 6 years. Today, the same cannot be said. We are clear across the country in a western state, 1/3 of our belongings are still in boxes, and normal is something that we are creating now.
I must say that this is a beautiful place to live. There is a constant scenery of the mountains in every direction that I turn. The people who I meet here are very kind and friendly, which is always a plus. As long as I’m here, I’ll never be able to say that I can’t find a store to shop in or that I need to order something online. There are malls about 10 minutes away in all directions. How exciting right?! I’m looking forward to shopping for myself and my family…not to mention our new apartment.
I wasn’t sure what I was going to be walking into coming over here. Now we didn’t just decide to pick up and move clear across the country. No, this was a career move and what a move it is. We thought that we could possibly move to New York, Massachusetts, Maryland, and other east coast states, but that wasn’t the case. The good thing is that my husband and I welcomed the opportunity to venture into another land with high hopes and great expectation. I heard such wonderful things about this place, Utah. I was told that I would love living here. Many people told us that it is a very family oriented state with lots of things to do. Since we are from the east coast we were curious to see what it was like living in the west. What no one failed to mention was the fact that it isn’t very diverse. They would say things like, “It’s a great place to live, but you don’t see very many black people.” Now that would have scared me if I came from a place where the black population was very high, like Georgia, perhaps. Instead it just intrigued me. I mean race isn’t really an issue for me. My husband is Puerto Rican, my pastor back home was white, and I have friends of all different races and cultures. I wondered what type of adventure was awaiting me on this side of the US. Now that we are here I am glad that I’m not the person that takes what everyone says to be gold. We moved to a very nice place where, like I said earlier, the people are very nice and it is pretty diverse. Although I am the only dark face that is seen in many of the places that we go, I am happy that God gave me an optimistic look on life. I see such great potential for me and my family here. We will be here for a couple of years and I plan to make the best out of it.
You know, it’s a blessing to be the way that I am. Nothing gets in my way. I think that there is good in everyone and there is always potential for greatness around the corner. So what, there is only a 3% black population in this state and, yes, I am aware of the fact that the majority of the culture around here is Mormon. I’m a Christian woman, who is ok with being different. I choose to stand out for Jesus, with a big heart and a smile. I enjoy meeting people and hearing what they have to say. I want to see more of Utah. I want to learn of its culture and I a curious to find out why it’s people believe what they do. I enjoy history and this place is full of it. I am excited because I am sure that God has something here for me and my family that we are not expecting. I hope that the people who I come in contact with will get a taste of God’s love in an unforeseen way.
My house back home no longer has its family, but my apartment here has a new one. I know that is a weird way of looking at things, but everything looks so bright and full of opportunity.
On another note, my children are not used to living in an apartment at all. They are used to running and jumping and ring free…but that’s a post for another time.
I was surfing the net today when I came across an Work At Home offer that looked promising. Yet when I took a closer look at the details and searched other people’s results, I decided that it wasn’t for me. There are so many different option online for making money, but many times it is hard to tell which ones are scams and which ones are worth the time and effort.
There are also the affiliate programs that I hear so much about, but then I would have tons of ads all over my site that I paid not to have ads on. It has been suggested that you take what you enjoy and make money off of it, but when do that you risk the chance of losing the passion for it. So, what is a gal to do? I have decided that I will do some research and create a different site that I will use to for my potential earnings.
I enjoy my blogs. I like being able to discuss whatever I want. This is my site and this one I’m keeping as my own.