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It has been over a year since I last posted. My goal was to continue to post so I could revisit my recorded experiences. Welp! I guess I will begin again. I have changed the name of my blog from "New to the Motherhood" to "Live, Laugh, Pray, Love Mommy" because I am no longer a new mommy. My oldest son is 6 years old now and my second is a year old. I would say that I have quite a bit of mothering experience under my belt. I feel like Live, Laugh, Pray, Love Mommy is all-encompassing. These are the reminders I want to keep for myself and what I want to instill in my children. A mother LIVES for her children, LAUGHS with them, PRAYS for them and with them. All of this can be likened to the body of a letter. They are the major parts of being a mom and life overall. The signature at the end of this letter would be "Love Mommy." Mommy's love ties all of the major parts together. Maybe it's cheesy but that's how I see it. Anyway, I have changed the overall look of my blog as well because I felt it was time for a new look. I am just switching up on ya'll altogether. LOL! So what has been going on in my life? LIFE!

Desmond is a first grader now!! Kindergarten was a year of tears for me but I have to say that so far, I have only cried 1 time this year. Ha! He is enjoying his experience so far. I actually agreed to have him ride the bus this year. My stipulation was I would need to be home....and I  am (we will discuss this new developement later)!! We do not have any issues with getting him up and out in the morning. I often wonder how long that will last. So far so good. My youngest son Omari loves to see the bus come and refers to it as his bus. In the afternoon he says, "I es-sited!" when we wait for Desmond's bus to come drop him off. Omari jumps up and down and does a little victory dance. Once Desi is off the bus, it's all hugs and kisses. I wouldn't trade these moments in for my life. It means so much to me. 

I left my full time job back in June of this year. It has been one of the best decisions I have ever made. I enjoyed what I did. I was just missing out on the more important things in my life. I had no energy for my life at home and all my money went to daycare. My husband and I discussed, prayed and planned for 2 years and Jehovah answered our prayers. Home is happy again. Desi was so excited about me being home and Omari is a happier baby. My husband is proud of me and happy because I am happy. Mama is happy! There are still a few little kinks to work out but the blessings still remain. 

Now that I am home, my goal is to get this place or-ga-NIZED!! Ugh! I am not the most organized at home. I am totally open for suggestions if you have any. I don't even know which room I want to begin with. Maybe I will start in the boys room? I am not too sure but I need to start somewhere. I will definetly take it 1 room at a time. 

Well, I have said enough. I am going to put an end to this piece. I am happy about getting back to blogging. I have missed it. It feels good to be back!
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  1. bestest.mommy.ever.comOctober 16, 2017 at 3:27 PM

    I appreciated this post. It's so helpful to know that the thoughts in our mommy brains can be shared and understood by others. Finding balance, coping and adjusting to change, finding room to love, laugh and pray... its the cycle of life concentrated in motherhood. And getting organized... girl that's an entire post on its own!!

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    1. AishaOctober 17, 2017 at 2:34 PM

      Thank you for commemting! This is such a great way to touch base with other mommies and share our stories. It's a virtual mommy circle! I love your blog BTW! I could not figure out how to comment on it. Lol! I think I have to sign up for a WordPress account. I will do so ASAP.

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