Tag: miss

  • It’s Okay To Find Your Kids Annoying

    I was at the grocery today with the kids when I probably said a little too loudly, NOT in my nice mom voice, “You know I love you very much, but you’re REALLY annoying me today.”

    Right then a young couple walked by, presumably with no kids because the man uttered, “Well that was brutally honest.”

    To which I replied with a sickening sweet smile, “Well they ARE being brutally annoying.”

    And of course a lovely elderly woman strolled by and chimed in, “They grow up fast…you’re going to miss this someday.”

    Really? REALLY? You think I’m going to miss being tortured by two kids in a grocery store someday?

    After they fought alllllll morning and had their water guns thrown away because they wouldn’t stop shooting each other in the eyes. Not to mention one was grounded for an hour, and I had to rip them apart not once, but twice prior to the produce aisle because they couldn’t keep their hands off of each other!

    I promise, I won’t miss THIS part of motherhood. And I really think people need to be a little more supportive and a little less critical of mothers, especially in stores.

    Of course we love them, they are hilarious, sweet, loving, adorable, and fun to be around. But sometimes they act like a**hats and we lose it. And it’s OK to not love every part of motherhood.

    It’s OK to not want to read that same book again tonight.

    It’s OK to lock yourself in your room and binge watch The Great British Baking Show.

    It’s OK to run out after the grocery store and leave your kids with your husband because you need an hour of alone tome at the nail salon.

    And it’s totally OK to tell your kids they’re being annoying in Public when you’ve already broken up 19 fights before you got to the store, and they are STILL wrestling like bear cubs while you’re trying to shuck corn!

    What’s not OK is to judge another mother or say something to her that isn’t helpful – when she’s clearly at the end of her rope.

    So if you see someone like me someday in public and think, “She’s really on edge.” Maybe, I don’t know…offer her encouragement. 🤷‍♀️

    Like, “You’re doing a great job mama!” 👊🏼

    But please spare us the side eyes, glares and snide comments. We are doing the best we can – and sometimes kids need a dose of reality from the person that loves them the fiercest.

    Also my gel manicure was lovely and now I’m ready to go home and snuggle.

    As long as they still aren’t being annoying.

    (You can read more HERE–> https://kristenhewitt.me/its-ok-to-not-love-every-part-of-motherhood-especially-taking-kids-to-the-grocery-store/

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  • One Day All These Magical Moments Will Be Gone

    When you first have children they talk about the challenges of parenting….the struggles of a baby waking in the night, the toddler who won’t stay in their bed, the cost of childcare, injuries from sports…

    Having to take off work to pick them up from school when they don’t feel well, helping them with homework, a messy house, the never ending laundry, the cost to buy school clothes, packing their lunches….

    You watch their eyes light up on Christmas morning….and try to soak in the magic of those moments.

    You coach them in sports, rushing to practices and ballgames…and tote them all over the country to let them play the game they love…no matter how exhausting or expensive it becomes.

    Life is just so busy that you rarely even stop to think what the end of those days look like.

    In fact, it’s not really even something you can wrap your mind around.

    You go into it thinking that 18-20 years sounds like a long time….

    Then suddenly hours turn into days…days into months…and months into years.

    That little person that used to crawl up next to you in bed and cuddle up to watch cartoons…suddenly becomes this young adult who hugs you in the hallway as they come and go.

    And the chaos and laughter that used to echo throughout your home….gets filled with silence and solitude.

    You’ve learned how to parent a child who needs you to care for and protect them….but have no clue how the whole “letting go” thing is supposed to work.

    So you hold on as tight as you can…wondering how time passed so quickly…feeling guilty that you missed something….

    Because even though you had 20 years…..it just somehow doesn’t seem like it was enough.

    You ask yourself so many questions…

    Did you teach them the right lessons?

    Did you read them enough books as a child?

    Spend enough time playing with them?

    How many school parties did you have to miss?

    Do they really know how much you love them?

    What could I have done better as a parent?

    …..When it’s time for them to go, it all hits you like a ton of bricks.

    And all you can do is pray….hope….and trust that God will protect them as they start to make their way into the world alone.

    Parenting is by far the most amazing experience of your life….that at times leaves you exhilarated….while others leave you heartbroken.

    But one thing is certain…..it’s never enough time…💕

    So for all the parents with young children…who’s days are spent trying to figure out how to make it through the madness…

    Exhausted day in and day out…

    Soak. It. All. In.

    Because one day….all those crazy days full of cartoons, snuggles, sleep overs, Christmas morning magic, ballgames, practices and late night dinners…

    All come to an end.

    And you’re left hoping that you did enough right, so that when they spread their wings….

    They’ll fly…💕

    credit ; Misty Brewer Lee

  • Imagine Having A Boyfriend That Doesn’t Like Your Posts On Social Media

    Imagine having a boyfriend that doesn’t like your posts on social media but likes other females posts all the time.

    Imagine having a boyfriend that keeps in contact with people who you’re not comfortable with.

    Imagine having a boyfriend that doesn’t watch your snap stories or doesn’t text you,

    Doesn’t call to see how you’re doing, yet you know that they have their phone in their hands constantly throughout the day.

    Imagine having a boyfriend that doesn’t show you off or take you out on dates. Imagine having a boyfriend that doesn’t get excited when you come home, or even better, imagine a boyfriend that when you got home, he wasn’t even there, even though he got outta work earlier than you.

    Imagine never knowing where your boyfriend is, who he’s with or when he’ll be home. Imagine having a boyfriend that ignores you when you talk to him, Especially about how you’re feeling, and while you wait legit 5 minutes in silence for a response after you just poured your heart out, all he can come up with is, “I have nothing to say.”

    Imagine having a boyfriend that will sleep like a baby while you cry yourself to sleep, and he blames it on the fact that he has work in the morning. Imagine just wanting your boyfriend to love you the way he loved you in the beginning…. Now imagine this everyday… Just imagine.

    #GBU

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  • You’re going to lose people along the way, my friend

    You’re Going To Lose People Along The Way

    And it will hurt like hell….

    You’re going to lose people along the way

    People you thought you’d never lose.

    People you truly believed would always be there.

    And it’s going to hurt like hell.

    But that, my friend, is life

    People change, relationships change. Some evolve. Some disintegrate.

    Some people leave through no will of their own and that hurts the most. They didn’t want to go.

    But you, you will survive it all.

    You will.

    You will look back and realise that the people you need, really need, are still here.

    And that the other relationships you lost along the way, have taught you something that made you better.

    And that’s life.

    Hold close those, who are in your life now, and remember the ones who left, fondly. Even the ones who broke your heart.

    Regret nothing.

    Use the feelings of pain, to commit to a life here and now, a life where you take no one or nothing for granted. Where you cherish every minute with those people you love.

    You’re going to lose people along the way, my friend.

    But that is life.

    Every minute counts.

  • When Your Baby Isn’t Your Baby Anymore

    One more cuddle please

    One more kiss

    One more story

    One more goodnight mummy

    Just one more please mummy so I can sleep.

    I love you

    I’m scared

    I’m not tired

    I don’t want you to go

    Can I have five more minutes please mummy

    I don’t mean to annoy you

    I know you’re tired

    I know you have lots to do

    I missed you

    Look what I can do mummy, look how high I bounce

    I can’t find my bear

    My night light won’t work

    Where have you gone mummy

    I don’t want to be alone

    Whether your my baby or a grown man, I will never refuse your request for more time.

    No matter what you say to ask me to stay, you will never have to beg my darling.

    You are my world, and I will always have the time to give you. I treasure every memory we have of these moments.

    You won’t always want a cuddle

    You won’t always want a kiss

    You will grow too old for stories

    You won’t want me to say goodnight

    Please don’t grow so fast my baby

    Although you will always love me

    You won’t need me to fight the monsters

    You won’t always be wide awake

    You will beg some days for me to leave

    Please can I have a few more years

    You will be embarrassed of me

    You won’t always be home at night

    You will have your own life to live

    You won’t always miss me

    You are amazing my baby, and will grow to do incredible things and though you might get older, things will never change.

    I will always find your toys

    I will always make the lights and stars work

    I will always be here even when your grown

    🖤 You will never be alone 🖤

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  • I Am A Dad And I Miss My Children

    My wife recently left me I have two children 7 and 13, I miss them so much I speak with them twice a week and see them for 4 hours every other week. It’s just not enough I miss them so much it hurts. I find myself being emotional when I see and speak with them but I’m positive and always tell them I love them andI’m thinking of them.

    It breaks my heart being a part-time father. My ex says they get upset when I see them as they miss me when I drop them off she thinks if I stay away more it will be more stable for them as it unsettles them I believe being more active seeing them more would help not hinder. I’m a good farther and I love my children but she is doing all she can to ruin the brief time I have with them she demands to know what I’m doing with them criticises me constantly. I have fun with them keep them  safe and care about what they want to do whilst with me.

    I have lost everything my home my wife but I don’t want to lose my children they are all I have left. I don’t know how to live my life without them. Putting my daughter to bed playing with my son being there when they are happy and sad now it’s just brief times and phone calls. I want to be a parent and a father but I’m struggling I’m scared she is trying to turn them against me with her controlling nature and I’m going to lose the bond I have. I feel so alone.

    Please mums if you split with your children’s father make it easy for him to see them, they are not a weapon they are not just yours, men have feelings to, obviously if he is not safe around the children then that’s a different matter, but I am a good loving father who is being denied his own flesh and blood and I’m hurting badly

  • “I am unable to buy my daughter a cake of her own” Heartbreaking Gift

    Every parent loves to celebrate their child’s birthday. It’s a day to remember the miracle that is your child, and looking back on how much they have grown, but also the love they continue to have for their child. Every parent loves to see their child’s eyes light up when they see the cake piled high with candles and watching them make their birthday wish.

    For one family in Arizona, America, they had the most unexpected thing happen to them as they went to pick up their birthday cake for their precious  little girl, who was turning 11. When they went to pay for the cake, the check out assistant told them the cake had already been paid for. The family was floored.

    Then they saw the note that was included with their cake.

    It said, “In honor of my daughter’s 10th birthday I have chosen your cake to pay for. Each year I do this random act of kindness because I am unable to buy my daughter a cake of her own. Today is her big double digit birthday. Please enjoy your day.”

    The note was signed, “McKenna’s Mom.”

    "I am unable to buy my daughter a cake of her own" Heartbreaking Gift
    “I am unable to buy my daughter a cake of her own” Heartbreaking Gift

    Kyle, the older brother, took to social media to thank the unknown stranger for this beautiful gift.

    "I am unable to buy my daughter a cake of her own" Heartbreaking Gift
    “I am unable to buy my daughter a cake of her own” Heartbreaking Gift

    It’s reported that McKenna’s mom’s “touching and heartwrenching tradition began because of the MISS Foundation (A charity providing counseling, advocacy, research and education). She said the organization helped her to ‘work through her grief and be able to carry it differently.’ After joining the foundation, she began to perform random acts of kindness.”

    The cake not only blessed the Arizona family financially, but also with a different perspective. “It did make it kind of a little bit extra special just to be appreciative of my younger sister and to really be thankful for what I have,” Kyle said.

    "I am unable to buy my daughter a cake of her own" Heartbreaking Gift
    “I am unable to buy my daughter a cake of her own” Heartbreaking Gift

     

  • I’m Not Even Sorry You Miss Your Child

    Here we go again.

    It’s 09:26am and I’m sat here once again with a coffee in hand, admiring my daughter playing with her toys, fighting back the tears, wondering what my child did so badly to deserve to be put second by her ‘father’.

    He was supposed to be here at 08:00am.
    After two weeks working away and missing his daughter, he couldn’t make it last night because he was stuck at the barbers; a BARBERS.
    No awful road accident, nobody had died, he hadn’t lost a limb and he was still very much alive.
    These should be the only things stopping a parent from seeing their child, the only things.
    I did my usual and offered him a time slot for this morning; I compromised, because that’s what co-parenting is about, right?
    So, yeah, he’s not turned up at the agreed time.
    Why?

    Because he’s in bed after going on a drink and drugs binge last night, so he’s not fit to even care for my child.
    This isn’t the first time it’s happened, but it’s the last; I’ll make damn sure of that.

    Nearly two years of inconsistency and excuses – how long am I supposed to wait for someone to change? If they don’t want to change for their child, who will they change for?
    I’d have agreed to a later time, but he’s in a hurry to visit his new girlfriend at 12pm and she’s a 5 hour drive away – now tell me, who comes first?
    Call me a bitch, whatever – I’m out of f***s now.

    Why are people so quick to call a mother names for stopping contact between a father and their child?
    “Don’t stop contact, she’ll find out for herself when she’s older.”
    I would usually apologise but I’m past giving a rats arse – why do I want to give my daughter a childhood that she has to recover from?
    Why should I place her in to the firing line of an emotionally abusive, lying, manipulative and drug abusing, lousy excuse for a human being?
    She won’t thank me when she’s on medication or in therapy, when she goes through endless toxic relationships because she thinks this behaviour is normal.
    Why would any parent allow this?!

    In actual fact, I’m a bad parent for allowing contact if anything.
    Children aside, do you have any idea how much damage this also does to the mother? The person actually taking full responsibility of the child takes an emotional beating too, because all she wants to do is protect their child from hurt, pain or sufferance and she has to constantly pick up the pieces all the time.

    How can a mother be happy if her children are hurting?
    It’s a mother’s instinct to prevent unnecessary injury to their child; physically and emotionally.
    You wouldn’t allow another child to bully your child and you wouldn’t encourage them to be in their life, that’s for sure; so why is this different?

    In fact, it’s worse.

    It’s worse because a parent is supposed to be a role model; they’re the people who set examples for how we’re supposed to be treated – how can we do that if our own parents have no respect for us?
    Do I wait until she’s old enough to understand or do I shield her from years of disappointment, lies, hurt and wondering why she’s not good enough?
    You’ve already answered that yourself.
    No child should ever feel like they’re not worth it and I’ll fight until my last breath if it means them never having to feel like they’re not good enough.
    Today was the day I fell to pieces in front of my child and I will never forgive you.

    This picture was taken whilst writing this:

    I'm Not Even Sorry You Miss Your Child
    I’m Not Even Sorry You Miss Your Child

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