Last year, I took Joyce Meyer’s #3030challenge. I studied the Bible daily for 30 minutes then posted what I learned. I’d like to go back and share some of the topics that were particularly eye-opening. I hope you find them helpful!
Last week my summer classes started. I’m on the final stretch of my business degree. I’ll tell you what. Life never goes as we want it to. Does it?
I pictured by now that I’d have my degree in finance. Be working my way up some corporate ladder and making boocoo money.
Certainly didn’t plan on having a kid.
But I can’t complain.
The Lord has been good to me and my adorable illegitimate baby. And I do say, “illegitimate,” as a term of endearment. Sometimes I call her my little Nugget. Or little Stinker. She got so many nicknames.
Anyway, back to God’s goodness. And He is good.
I never expected to outgrow the shame and insecurity developed during my tween and teen years. A shame that had latched on to me like an insatiable tick- sucking any ounce of self-assurance that dared to manifest.
The only happy childhood memories I have are of pageants. My mother dressing me up in bows and lace. And memories of her taking me to Church. Especially when she permitted to sleep over at the youth lock-ins.
Soon after that, though, things weren’t so good.
I don’t want to bore you with a tired ol’ tale of growing up in poverty. Residing in a singlewide, being fed on food stamps, playing with donated toys, and wondering why my mother couldn’t do any better than 2 minimum wage jobs.
I’ve learned that I’m a lazy parent who loves crude comedy and Southern stereotypes.
On some real, though…
BabyFirst TV is friggin’ awesome! Both the television and the YouTube channel. They offer programming my daughter finds absolutely mesmerizing. I don’t know what sorcery that is, but it’s super convenient when Momma needs the little Stinker to sit still for awhile.
Speaking of good things to watch, check out this brief video!
You’re welcome. 😉
If my parenting style could be described in one word, that word would be, “no.”
I’m a Christian so there’s a whole box of “no,” right there. I’m also a first time Momma and a single parent so… “nope.”
For the longest my baby girl probably thought my name was, “no.” But I didn’t realize how bad I was until one of my daughter’s first words was, “no.” Smh.
Sometimes I switch it up with tried and true parenting catch phrases:
Life is rough and we’ve all got some pretty gruesome experiences. Despite the inevitable storms, there are also rainbows. My rainbow comes in the form of a blue-eyed curly-haired bundle of joy.
My darling Nugget.
She wasn’t conceived in the most noble of ways. Nor was she born to the picture perfect family. But she is loved! If nothing else, she is very loved by everyone. Especially me!
That’s kind of a given, though… isn’t it? lol #motherhood
I’ve received so many encouraging words from all of you regarding my post, “I said, ‘No.’” And I appreciate your support more than I can eloquently put in words. Some of you have shared your own stories that have touched my heart. We’re in this thing called life together.
But that is, by far, my rawest post. I still cringe when I read it. Like sprinkling salt on an open wound.
I talk a good game. I put on an even better show.
If we met in the streets, you’d never know my life was anything but perfect because that’s what life is all about, isn’t it?
Appearances, appearances, appearances.
I’m starting to learn just how fragile appearances are. Yesterday was a good day. I was happy for most of it.