Diary of a Mom

I am not one to start my morning by poking a sleeping bear but that is what had to be done. Imagine as well that the same bear just got home at about 12:30 am (son as well for that matter) and now here I am the bearer (lol) of  bad news that it was time to get up. My son awoke as well but after some cuddles and a nappie change he managed to fall back to sleep in my lap. For those of you moms out there you know that feeling of just unimaginable peace as the piece of your heart that beats out of your chest is finally content and sleeping peacefully…

Behind the Scenes of My Face of Daisy Interview (and other ramblings)

When it happened he was like a bat out of hell terrorizing the place. I mean it was complete and utter chaos. Bruiser started howling, Latte was barking, my son was now into my make up and it was like everything I needed had magically disappeared.  I kinda laughed as the minutes ticked down and just decided to let it play out the way it was going to. Look for what I needed. Put on what I found. Laugh at my hair as it just had this possessed mind of its own. The old me would have been reduced into tears. The mom in me just laughed. All this chaos and all I could think was no matter what happens this is all an incredibly journey.

Diary of a Travelled Housewife

Now after 40 years of living my life the same way I am daring to live it differently. The beautiful thing about travelling solo is you are forced to absorb the energies around you with the only interruption being your negative mind.

Diary of an Unhinged Housewife

***as always my diary entries are prose. Just another way for me to communicate my thoughts artistically to try and leave an imprint on the World.*** I stare at him sleeping than back at my phone. I can hear the murmur of the news just more headlines how humanity is rapidly failing us which makes…

Diary of a Fed up House Wife!

***before I begin please remember this is just a fictional piece. Their maybe hints here and their of my life or maybe a few others. Writing for me is just a release. Being able to transport myself into a world that is unreal is may way to keep my mind healthy and active and in…

Dearest Diary

Just another Friday night where my needs are not being met. Not on any level by any means. At times I get lost inside my own mind trying to spin a web of lies that makes it all make sense. Nobody cares to understand the depths of my loneliness and even if they did would…

Dearest Diary…

The passage of time seems to pick up speed the further along the journey I go.  The wave of nostalgia overcomes me as something reminds me of who I used to be.  The memories grow stronger the more in tune I become with who I am.  Hesitanting ever so slightly when I catch my breath…

Dearest Diary

Why do you taunt me so? I much prefer being lost in my hot cocoon of a shower forgetting the outside world exists.  As some of you may know by now I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE to read. Hence why I write a review because if I can inspire somebody to reach out for book why…

Dear Diary Night #2

Am I just too sensitive? Or maybe I am just going crazy.  You see it really is kindof throwing out my entire chi just what I am slowing begin to learn.  I think it is more about me.  If I admit to myself what my heart already knows maybe it would be easier.  You see…