I have received Mother's Day gifts since I was about 16; partly because I helped raise my siblings and partly because I wasn't a mother. Mother's day was a reminder that I wasn't a statistic and that I was moving in the "right" direction. This Mother's Day not only am I a statistic, I am also a mother. I can't even count the amount of women I know that have recently given birth or are expecting. The wave has come and I'm happily caught in it. I also want to share that I feel that Mother's Day is for celebrating expectant mothers as much as it is for mothers with live children. Pregnancy is the pivotal time when mothers sacrifice themselves to give their children everything they need. The cycle goes on indefinitely until the child must provide for the mother. However, pregnancy is the first exemplary model of what mothers do. We give ourselves totally to ensure that our children are secure, nurtured, and healthy. I am so honored to be a mother. I am to blessed to have the privilege to raise Felicity. I will therefore be proud as a peacock as I say"Thank you" to every Happy Mother's Day greeting tomorrow.
9/7/15 00:03 Labor day weekend is usually a family centered weekend. The Caribbean culture parade ,on the first Monday of September, has served as an unofficial family reunion day since I could remember. It is also a time that I see other friends not affiliated with Caribbean culture because of the day off. Needless to say, Labor Day has it's place in my top 4 holidays with Christmas, Thanksgiving, and Easter in the lead. This labor day weekend has been especially amazing this year because I have been able to celebrate the births of two special young ladies, Logan and Brave. Brave made her way on the scene on 9/5. I was elated. I am still in shock that my best friend has a baby of her own. I was so excited, that I haven't been sleeping. Instead I've been in full baby mode: reading books, looking for sales, reading reviews, registering at my hospital, and creating my birth plan. Me and Ashley, Brave's mother, have spent hours talking about what we wanted for our bi...
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