You are strong, you are fierce, you are loved and my goodness if anyone tells you different do not believe them. Know in your heart who you are son, hold on to that and don’t let anybody shake your ground. You were built on a rock that will not crumble under your little feet as they dance in the rain. 🌿
“Shh... Please stop always telling me to be quiet because you’ve had a hard day. You taught me to talk, you taught me to use my words and now you want me to stop. .
Shh... Please stop always telling me to sit down. You helped me to walk, cheered me on as I took my first steps and told everyone how proud you were. Now you want me to sit still and stop running. .
Shh... Please stop always telling me to calm down. You cooed at every giggle and filled up at every laugh when I was small. What changed? Doesn’t my smile and my belly laugh make you proud anymore? .
Shh... Please stop always telling me to go to sleep. Remember how you would lie awake and stare at my face for hours on end? How your heart would race with love when I finally opened my eyes and looked into yours. What’s wrong now? Am I not as beautiful anymore? .
Shh... I am six, I am all that you made me. I am the baby you taught to talk and walk, I am the baby you laughed at when I made loud screaming noises. .
I am the baby you adored no matter how loud I screamed or how long I cried. .
I understand that I need rules and boundaries and manners, I understand that there is a time and a place to be quiet, I understand that I have to be good most of the time and I understand that I need my sleep to grow big and strong but please remember that I am just a child. •
Constantly telling me to suppress my emotions makes me want to cry. .
Don’t you know that I am still that baby? I am still your baby I am just bigger.”
Poem by @mother_to_a_wild_child
• Steps •
Western just took his first step not even 10 minutes ago. This is it, this is what I’ve been waiting for. My mini gets to run around with me. I’m lying if I say I don’t dream about the days where we can walk hand in hand together.
• Little Explorer •
“Ma, what’s that over there?.” We explored Beaudesert this morning with our cousins. Western crawled along while we walked slowly behind him. I know I say it all the time but I seriously can’t wait until he can run around!
• Crying over a hair cut •
So it’s time to give Western a hair cut. I don’t want to shave his head, I just want a cute little style cut. Where do I go for this? Do they have tiny baby hairdressers who give other babes tiny baby haircuts? Is getting a babies hair cut even a thing?! Helpppp
• Oops •
I just realised how many photos I share of Western with his back to the camera. I probably won’t change though because they’re normally my favourite photos. Does anyone else have any weird photos they just love?
• Goodnight, Sleeptight •
Goodnight beautiful friends. I’m not sure if we will be on over the weekend but if we’re having to much fun to post then I hope you all have a great, blessed weekend. Weekend reminder; if you see someone without a smile, give them yours ❤️
• Stuck in sickness •
He is sick. My goodness it’s hard. Today I’ve cried, he has cried and we’ve cried together. Sore, red bottom - teeth breaking gums, lost appetite and cry’s all day round. There’s nothing more I can do but offer my open arms when he try’s to crawl to me but cries because it’s too much work. We’re in for a long night #wheresthecoffee
• Farmer boy •
What I’d do to move to the country. Don’t get me wrong, I love the GC but it’s too much here. I want bushes and dirt instead of beaches and sand. I want chickens and cows instead of overpriced parking tickets for being parked at the playground for 10 minutes longer then I should have 🤦🏽♀️ I love living the country life. I want Western to have that too. “You can take the girl out of the country, but you can’t take the country out of the girl.” #FridayDreaming