Adventures of a young child...

Today, after I got up from sleeping, Jaxon and I took a stroll down to the park behind the elementary school. He held my hand and walked the entire way, his little feet pattering on the sidewalk. I kept looking at how tiny his feet are in his new shoes. Sometimes I just want to scoop him up and not let him get any bigger. When we finally got to the park, I found out they had a merry-go-round, much to my delight! That had been one of my favorite things to do at the park. I could spend hours in the center staring up at a twirling sky. And these things are pratically extinct. You very rarely see them. So imagine how giddy I was when I found out there was one a few blocks away!

So I put Jaxon on it and told him to hold on to the bar. And then I spun him. The look on his face was utterly breathtaking. A mix of surprise, fear, adventure, and straight awe. It was..amazing. He was giggling, throwing his head back and laughing. When it started to slow, I grabbed the bars and ran a bit more, jumping on to sit next to him. He grinned at me like he hadn't a care in the world as we whirled around together. He giggled, I laughed..and I realized this was what being a mother was all about. Those little moments where the world is amazing and still and you just have a wonderful memory to carry away from it. I'll always remember that time on the playground with my baby.

Royal Dreams...

Last night I had the strangest dream. I was a prince (yep, I was a man) and my father or someone that was close to me..and I were visiting another royal family near my own country. There was going to be a coronation for that ruler and we were there to witness it. For some reason my relative, while we were holding a private meeting with the soon to be crowned monarch, stab and killed the ruler without my consent or prior knowledge. Then we had to run for our lives to avoid being killed. We dressed as commoners and were trying to make our way back to our home country. Weirdest dream ever.

Speaking of sleeping..Friday night I tried to let Jaxon sleep in bed with us, because he was really upset when he woke up. So we settled down to bed pretty easily..an hour later I wake up and the boy is wrapped like a koala bear around the back of my head and he is petting my hair muttering. Then somehow he flips his little self over and starts kicking away. He had to go back to his bed after only an hour. But he settled down pretty easily. Something tells me that this boy is not made to sleep with his parents. He likes his space, which is awesome.

Other than that..nothing to report. ^.^

Made of Awesome...even if you think it's broken!!

Today I was reminded why my life is so much different than other people. I have to start out by saying what I had, does not make me any less of a great person. My circumstances made me a stronger, brighter, independent woman. My mother helped to shape that. I did not need anything else. And just because you have two parents, does not make you better than me. I never felt like I was at a disadvantage. I never felt like I was any less loved. I did not need a father, do not need a father, to feel complete. My mom did a damn good job, despite the odds.

People that think any less of that amazing woman, should be slapped. And I will be the first one to pimp slap a M.F.

Lesson here: Do not talk down to other people because they lack what you think is necessary. Because I loved every single minute of my childhood, and I have no regrets. You aren't better than me because you had two parents and your trying to rub it in, only makes you look like an idiot.

~ A.