The way I am.

I've always been very independent and tom boyish of some sort.i make friends easily and I'm hardly ever in a fight with anybody . I am that child who would rather watch and learn rather than ask . I've been this way all my life,I was built strong like my father would say.maybe thats why my parents where comfortable enough to send me  to boarding school at barely 10years old,yet my sister went in SS1 and still couldn't cope . Why am I saying all of this?I'm at a point in my life where I dont want to be that person anymore, let people worry about me a little.i can't keep on been strong for everybody and yet inside I'm so weak and tired. I want to say I can't do this just so somebody else will say , "dont worry about that I'll get it."
just the other I was talking  to my dad about all  stress I'm going through and same thing, hang in there, you are strong woman and he goes on to remind me to call my sister who just married and encourage her and stuff. And im like what helloo, what about  me?
I am tired, this is too much.

*Wrote this a while back, feeling much better now.

Daughter of mine.

 It was my daughter's birthday today.she turned six.I had a suprise birthday all planned for her , and trying to mess with her I told her we wont be getting her any birthday presents, and she was like" thats okay mummy, presents are not that important" .I did a double take I tell you.Two weeks ago it was her shoes,we went to the store to get school shoes and she wanted a sketchers twinkle toes, we couldn't find those for her but got some light up shoes for her brother, and I say to her lets buy this one now and some other day I'll get twinkle toes, she went, thats okay mummy, the lights are not that important, I melted inside. Who has this child please?
I am so proud of the little girl she is becoming. Well I have heard they are easy to please at this age, lets hope it stays that way, not really excited about the teenage years, but I can only pray and do my best.

dreams come true

Part of why I started this blog was to put down the stuff my kids say.todays question was mummy why do dreams not come true? I was tempted to reply"you know what, I wonder why too"But  of course I didnt, I told her dreams came true, it just takes a while and  some hard work. I reminded her how she dreamt of having a baby sister and she did.And all was well.

Testing, testing.

Attempting to put down the thoughts in this little head of mine on here as my online  journal. Seeing that i hate typing and all, we'll see how this goes.

its father's day today . I miss my daddy.

I'm on a weight loss journey, as always, but I'm hoping I  stick to it this time. I'm not asking for too much Father, just a size 12.i don't even want flat tummy, I can spanx all of that. just let me be able to walk into the store pick a size medium and head out ehh.*sigh.
it's Monday again tomorrow.