Poetry

Off The Ledge

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She talked me off the ledge.
She saw my tiredness.
She calmed my spirits.
She was my voice of reason.
She is only 5!

She is my inspiration.
She is my purpose.
She is my joy.
She is my munchkin.

 


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Contents compiled: May 3 2017
Originally published: May 3 2017
Copyright © 2016 Inner Ramblings Boulevard


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Poetry

Never far away

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She cried out for me
wondering where I was.
Where else would I be
but by her side?

I am never far,
always there to protect her
as best I can
for she is my precious jewel.

All she has to do
is cry out for me
and she can hear me answer.
She’s my baby.

Just the same,
I am God’s baby.
He hears my cry, 
He is never far
He is always there for me.

 


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Contents compiled: April 8 2017
Originally published: April 16 2017
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Poetry

Sometimes I growl

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When the “F” word
Is at the tip of my tongue
And I’m fighting hard
To shove it back in,
Sometimes I growl!

When the anger builds
And I’m consciously
Trying to count to ten,
Sometimes I growl.

When she knows
I’m at my limit,
But she keeps
Pressing all my buttons,
Sometimes I growl.

When frustration is
The “F” word of the day
And nothing’s going right,
Sometimes I growl.

When the walls
Of this tiny room
Feel like they’re closing in,
Sometimes I growl.

When I want to cry
But I’m tired of the tears
And just ready for a turning point,
Sometimes I growl.

When pent up desire
turns to agony

And needs an escape
Lest I burst,
Sometimes I growl.

When I’ve done all I can
And there’s nothing more
I can do,
Sometimes I growl.

Like a mama bear
Frustrated with her cubs
Who just don’t seem to understand,
Yes,  sometimes I growl.

 


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Contents compiled: January 24 2017
Originally published: January 24 2017
Copyright © 2016 Inner Ramblings Boulevard


Short Stories, single parenting

Things I thought I’d never say…

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This is not a restaurant!
And even if it were,
I’d never let you
Act like this to a waiter!
Now sit down,
Eat what’s in front of you,
And stop being a little brat!!!!

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Oh the wonderful joys of parenting!!! 😀

 


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Contents compiled: December 17 2016
Originally published: December 17 2016
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Poetry, Short Stories

Sneaking food

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The pitta-patta of her little feet
Running ’round outside closed door
Tell me she’s totally unaware
I know what’s happening.

She’s stealing food
After I told her no more.
She’s not hungry
She just wants more sugar!

She’s learning to feed herself
For which I’m grateful,
But now I have to wonder
Do I need to hide the Nutella?

She got the chair
She climbed up high.
She found her treasure
She’s a chocolate disaster!

Do I really need to hide the Nutella???

 


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Contents compiled: January 9 2017
Originally published: January 9 2017
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The sweetest gift

the sweetest gifts
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I currently have 4 pears sitting in my fruit bowl as I patiently await their ripening.

My lovely munchkin doesn’t like pears but when they are handed out at school for a snack or with her school lunch she tucks them away in her lunchbox to bring home to me.

Munchkin:
I told my teacher you like pears, mom, so she says I can give them to you as a gift. Do you like your gifts?

Me:
Absolutely! I always love the gifts you bring and yes, I love pears! Thank you so much for thinking of me. (big smile and big hugs)

Munchkin:
You’re welcome, mom. (more hugs)

See, it’s the moments like these when being a parent feels the most rewarding. When the sleepless nights, the screaming (why do they scream when they play?), the insane tantrums that drive us bonkers, the stress when they won’t listen, the aggravation when they break everything, the worry when they’re sick… This is when it all seems worth it, FINALLY!

To all you parents out there, here’s to enjoying the good days and hope they soon outnumber the bad not so good ones!

Wishing you all a fantastic day.

Hugs,
A.

 


Contents written: November 18 2015 | Copyright 2015 Moylom Enterprises


 

Short Stories

Plant vs Toddler

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As Winter winds down and Spring is fast approaching (I hope), I’ve begun planting seeds to expand my indoor garden from just flowers to veges too. However, a few days ago, I witnessed the slow wilting of one of my plants AGAIN, which eventually died yesterday. Cause of death? Drowning!

The poor plant, a perky little seedling, had begun sending out more mature leaves as that of its full grown counterparts and just shed its infant leaves. I was so proud of its progress since this was the lone survivor of the four I planted a few weeks ago.

The first one died of a broken neck/stem as my lovely little princess tossed a ball madly all over the house. The second had its dirt dug into as my princess-pirate tried to find a place to hide her treasure. The third had another plant fall on top of it as princess and doggy played a pretty intense game of tag. So with all the other siblings gone, I was really rooting for this little orphan, but sadly she has now passed on to Rest in Peace.

Today, as I transferred the dirt from that seedling’s pot to one slightly larger to plant new seeds, princess asked if she could help. I was sad at the loss of my plant and she could tell but I allowed her to help anyway so she could understand the process and how important it was to take care of her things as well as those of others. She is also becoming a great little helper and I’m using all these little opportunities to develop her sense of importance and self-worth. (Stuart M. Perkins describes the importance of teaching kids self-worth beautifully in his post here: https://storyshucker.wordpress.com/2015/02/26/just-some-vanilla/#comment-7008). As we talked she told me that she gave the plant a lot of water because she didn’t want it to get thirsty and die. I smiled as I told her thanks for taking care of it but to wait for mommy next time since the plant only needs just a little bit to drink as she was still a little baby seedling and not yet big like the other plants.

Our gardening/self-worth lesson ended with an apology from her and hugs and kisses for us both. She is growing nicely and it’s so much nicer when things end with hugs and not tantrums.

Looking forward to the new seedlings and for Spring too — God willing!

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Contents written: March 11 2015. Edited: March 12 2015  | Originally published: March 13 2015  |  Copyright ©  2015 Moylom Enterprises