Late Mother's Day

Mother’s Day was last Sunday, but I’m just getting back into the blog thing so I had to do a Mother’s Day post; if for no one else but myself.


I never gave birth to a child but I have my baby girl who I love and she calls me mommy. I’m no longer with her, 2 states away and Mother’s Day doesn’t mean what it use to for me. I did my usual Sunday activities of lazing around with the significance of the day lingering in the back of my mind. 11am and I still hadn’t heard from my baby girl but I wasn’t sweating it too much. I’m learning to expect very little from that situation these days. I stopped feeling semi sorry for myself and took myself out to dinner and did a lil’ shopping.

I went to Chill’s and had a great meal and a couple margaritas. I had the Cajun Penne Pasta on the menu, simply to die for! I love pasta hold the meat! I had a regular margarita the 1st time around but my 2nd one was the Blue Patron Margarita! Yummy to my tummy! I enjoyed myself and at 7pm headed home, still no word from baby girl.

Finally around 8pm I got that phone call from the little girl who lights up my life. So full of joy she said Happy Mother’s Day and the smile I had been waiting on all day was there. I talked to for her a little while and let her go to play. I love that little girl like my own and she will always have that special place in my heart.

My BabyGirl and her Mother

Sweet Kisses

My day started at 6:30am yesterday and by the time I pulled up at the house lastnight it was 10:10pm. I was exhaused and not in the best of moods. My phone goes off with my ex's ringtone, on the other end they little voice that makes me smile. "Hey momma, what you doin?" I had a nice lil conversation with my babygirl, she told me all she had been doing during her time out of school. When she wants to this girl can talk you to death but I didn't mind because I miss my baby. I told her I know what I am going to get for her birthday and she was so excited and begged me to tell her what it is. Her favorite color is purple so I told her it is purple and pink. (the coat above) Oh did that make her night she was satisfied with that. As we said our goodbyes she said here go you a kiss momma *mmmmmmuuuuaaaah* and I too gave her one back. She said oh momma that sounded good. I just laughed at her and told her she was silly. She gave me one last kiss and we said goodnight. My long exhausting day ended with a smile because of my babygirl.

She Is Why I Smile

The Frog Princess: Princess Tiana

I don't know if I should say thank you Walt Disney or ITS ABOUT DAMN TIME! We finally have ourselves a black princess! Unfortunately the prince is not black but ok, whatever I guess. Princess Tiana is just in time too because my baby needs a bedroom set and I was considering going to colorful patterns because no cartoon has any black characters that I could have in her room. Now we can stop giving Dora all our $$$. When she was 4 she had a room decked out in Dora now she will be 7 and of course she has out grown Dora. Hannah Montana has been her new choice for her room she loves Hannah and she was Hannah Montana a couple Halloween's ago.

As much as I love Hannah Montana myself, I just can't have her all over my baby's room like that. Princess Tiana's merchandise is already in high demand and I can imagine she is going to be selling out during this holiday season. The Frog Princess hits theaters December 11, 2009 (She comes out November 25, 2009 in New York and Los Angeles) Blah

"I Miss You"

I remember the first day I meet her, she ran down the hall to my dorm room. 3yrs old, kinky twist in pig tales, big cheeks, and beautiful eyes. I didn't have to ask who she was, she looked like a little version of her mother. I couldn't help but love this child like my own, she was rambunctious, feisty, and a force to be reckoned with.

She always called me by my first name and that was fine with me. I remember the first time she called me momma like it was yesterday. I was in the kitchen preparing her lunch, she came in and said "momma, is it ready?" That melted my heart and from that day forward, she has called me momma. Me and her mother had been together about 7months at that time, and of her own free will began to call me momma. It made me feel good that she looked to me as someone who supported her and loved her.

I spoke to her this morning as she got ready to go to school. As our conversation was coming to an end, I was about to say "I love you, have a good day at school", but before I could she said, "Momma, I miss you". Those words were like therapy to me, the innocent love of a child. I always tell her I miss you, and she always says, I miss you too, but for her to initiates the I miss you made me feel her love miles away.

No I didn't lay down and make her, no I didn't carry her 9 months, no I didn't change her diaper and no I didn't potty train her but she still calls me momma....