Something unpleasant happened this morning when I went to wake the youngest up for school. I’m not going to go into details, not here. She didn’t want to get up. I pushed, little one pushed back…and she said some pretty hurtful things. The child brain in me wanted to respond in anger, but I didn’t. …
Tonight, master, myself, and the oldest munchkin are on a grocery run. We’re out of milk (of course!). Also, I want a few other things. Actual fresh vegetables, fruit, some Annie’s mac and cheese (don’t judge me), etc. We’re picking out a few cheeses- when I spot it from the corner of my eye. “Rainbow …
“She doesn’t get to be traumatized!” Firstly, let me say that my munchkin and her biological mother have a strained relationship. There’s plenty of reason for her to feel angry towards the woman who gave birth to her. Of course, that would almost be an upgrade to her current coldness and indifference. Except when moments …
Breathing, deep breaths What I have with my little ones though they’d hate to be called that now, but they always will be to me Is precious, rare More-so than some ordinary diamond I am their “ama” now We celebrated together, muted, perhaps, but sincere A beautiful memory of an evening I earned that Something …