So apparently I lost my tomboy roots. I think they are still there but maybe I upscaled it a bit. ;) Its been a long time that I could just go out and do things for me,. Either I wasn't allowed or when the opportunity arose, I would just use what money I had and spent it on my kiddos. You get sucked into being selfless as a mother and lose the selfishness. This in fact is a good thing though. Many women out there that don't have that inter-change in their head of litterally giving up their life for their child usually fail as a parent.
I'm not saying I'm the best mom out there....I just know I'm a lot better then some people. Its like an click in your brain. The minute your lay eyes on your newborn baby it should happen. You should immediately be able to sacrifice anything and everything for the child. If you have hesitation then you have issues.
I'm getting so sick and tired of turning on the news and here these tragic stories of child abuse and murder. Women leaving their precious babies with "new" boyfriends and come home to find their child dead and are confused on why on earth that would happen to them. Just because you were dumb enough to let him get it in, doesn't mean he could be valued as someone that could instantly fall in love with your child like you did. You have that love, then you'll be protected.
I still to this day only have a short list of people that have ever cared for my children.. It takes a lot of work and stress to know you have the right person there for your loved ones. Its hard and I have missed out on a lot of opportunities because of a lack of a sitter. But there is that sacrifice again. I may love this person dearly but if I have at all any hesitation then its not happening,. I don't ever want that phone call that something happened. Especially when the one time that I did hire a private sitter that came with a 1000 references, passed a FBI background check....sexually assaulted one of kids. Unfortunately I couldn't have her arrested. Not enough evidence. All I could do at the time was file a report, notify the other parents that used her services and that was it. Sad isn't it. I reflect back on it all the time. I wasn't there to protect my child and I put her in that situation. Its rough. We make mistakes. I just know now that I would never bring in a stranger again. I couldn't do it,.
I also look around on facebook and read about these girls that are pregnant and still doing stupid shit. Whats the point of a 7 month prego lady going to a kegger??? Thats classy....good call there mama. Oh and hearing about these chicks that drink alcohol and use drugs during their pregnancy. Sickening.....Obviously they are extremely uneducated. If your still using drugs, you probably didn't mean to even get pregnant in the first place. You may not even know what birth control is or condoms. So now you have this uneducated person, using drugs, and bringing a new life in this world. Its 9 months too. Its not like your going to be knocked up for two years...its 9 fucking months. You seriously can't go without drugs and alcohol that long??? You pass that point and give up that baby to someone that can't have kids. Someone that will care for that baby that you obviously can't even do with it in your belly. This just frustrates me so.
I guess maybe this is why I have so much disgust for an old friend of mine. She chose drugs over her kids. These amazing kids lose out on a mom that I knew once to be an awesome person. When she lost them....I did too. My heart breaks for those kids. My whole body hates my once friend. I understand addiction...I really do and I am getting sick and tired of people that are labeled addicts telling me that I don't. They lost focused on reality. Perception too. Just because your an addict, doesn't mean that all your bad behavior that stems from it is okay. My friend is an addict. She will be labeled that for the rest of her life. She is also a failure of being a parent. Which label is worse? You ask her...she would say being an addict. Which is sad. Being a parent is a gift. Not everyone gets that gift. Then you fuck it up and all you can say is that well..."I'm an addict. Thats what I get". Bullshit.
Geez...I just blabbed on all over the place. I was trying to get to the point to just saying I've turned into a high maintenance chick. lol One of my friends actually last night said I was. I thought it was funny. I once was the chick that lived in a tshirt, comfy pants and flip flops. Now I'm with my hair did, nails did, makeup perfectly distributed, tan, blinged out, dressed to the T in designer wear and oh....super duper awesomer....lol.
PS...if I spelled something wrong, who cares. ;P
I'm not saying I'm the best mom out there....I just know I'm a lot better then some people. Its like an click in your brain. The minute your lay eyes on your newborn baby it should happen. You should immediately be able to sacrifice anything and everything for the child. If you have hesitation then you have issues.
I'm getting so sick and tired of turning on the news and here these tragic stories of child abuse and murder. Women leaving their precious babies with "new" boyfriends and come home to find their child dead and are confused on why on earth that would happen to them. Just because you were dumb enough to let him get it in, doesn't mean he could be valued as someone that could instantly fall in love with your child like you did. You have that love, then you'll be protected.
I still to this day only have a short list of people that have ever cared for my children.. It takes a lot of work and stress to know you have the right person there for your loved ones. Its hard and I have missed out on a lot of opportunities because of a lack of a sitter. But there is that sacrifice again. I may love this person dearly but if I have at all any hesitation then its not happening,. I don't ever want that phone call that something happened. Especially when the one time that I did hire a private sitter that came with a 1000 references, passed a FBI background check....sexually assaulted one of kids. Unfortunately I couldn't have her arrested. Not enough evidence. All I could do at the time was file a report, notify the other parents that used her services and that was it. Sad isn't it. I reflect back on it all the time. I wasn't there to protect my child and I put her in that situation. Its rough. We make mistakes. I just know now that I would never bring in a stranger again. I couldn't do it,.
I also look around on facebook and read about these girls that are pregnant and still doing stupid shit. Whats the point of a 7 month prego lady going to a kegger??? Thats classy....good call there mama. Oh and hearing about these chicks that drink alcohol and use drugs during their pregnancy. Sickening.....Obviously they are extremely uneducated. If your still using drugs, you probably didn't mean to even get pregnant in the first place. You may not even know what birth control is or condoms. So now you have this uneducated person, using drugs, and bringing a new life in this world. Its 9 months too. Its not like your going to be knocked up for two years...its 9 fucking months. You seriously can't go without drugs and alcohol that long??? You pass that point and give up that baby to someone that can't have kids. Someone that will care for that baby that you obviously can't even do with it in your belly. This just frustrates me so.
I guess maybe this is why I have so much disgust for an old friend of mine. She chose drugs over her kids. These amazing kids lose out on a mom that I knew once to be an awesome person. When she lost them....I did too. My heart breaks for those kids. My whole body hates my once friend. I understand addiction...I really do and I am getting sick and tired of people that are labeled addicts telling me that I don't. They lost focused on reality. Perception too. Just because your an addict, doesn't mean that all your bad behavior that stems from it is okay. My friend is an addict. She will be labeled that for the rest of her life. She is also a failure of being a parent. Which label is worse? You ask her...she would say being an addict. Which is sad. Being a parent is a gift. Not everyone gets that gift. Then you fuck it up and all you can say is that well..."I'm an addict. Thats what I get". Bullshit.
Geez...I just blabbed on all over the place. I was trying to get to the point to just saying I've turned into a high maintenance chick. lol One of my friends actually last night said I was. I thought it was funny. I once was the chick that lived in a tshirt, comfy pants and flip flops. Now I'm with my hair did, nails did, makeup perfectly distributed, tan, blinged out, dressed to the T in designer wear and oh....super duper awesomer....lol.
PS...if I spelled something wrong, who cares. ;P