The One Where Doogie Howzer (Indian Edition) Almost Delivered My Baby! #BirthStories

But I Smile Anyway...

Recently, I have read a few really lovely birth stories on various blogs, and it prompted me to reminisce on my blog about my own!

Some of you may know, and the newer followers may not, but my pregnancies didn’t come easy.

After a year of unsuccessful trying, I was diagnosed with PCOS, and it took another year, give or take, to fall pregnant finally,

You can read about it here, in my post When Will Someone Call Me Mummy?

After the struggle to get there, my first pregnancy was absolutely perfect. No morning sickness, no real tiredness, just a healthy bump that grew strong.

I was one week away from my maternity leave. The plan was that I would leave two weeks prior to my due date so I could relax, and well, you know, first babies never came on time, so I would probably get longer to enjoy…

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Storms And Floods And Bats, Oh My! – Coping With Stress

Reclaiming HOPE

Storms.....Coping With Stress

I was getting ready for church on Sunday morning when suddenly my husband came in and said, “There’s a bat in the house.” Thinking that surely I couldn’t have heard him right, I repeated what he had just said to me.

I followed him out into the family room, and sure enough, there was a bat flying around in there. We closed off the doors into the dining room and hallway to keep him contained and keep the dogs out, and set about trying to catch him. My husband grabbed my lightweight blanket that I keep out there, and whenever he got close to the bat, he would throw the blanket, trying to cover it and knock it to the ground. In the meantime, I stationed myself over by the kitchen area with a towel and whenever it came my way I’d flap the towel to try to steer it…

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Buddy, can you spare word or two? – The Cancer Bus

Expressing the greedy silence A picture’s worth of words Swallowed whole by memory’s avarice. Wishing wells charge five cents for Lies it disguises as your dreams and Sells for a penny a dozen accidents. Ascending into the ravenous night, Darkness craves sleepers who whisper Hungry with the first sun’s frowning light. Handmade gifts thoughtfully cost […]

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Misfit

Issues from the Heart

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Have you ever felt like you were a misfit? Have you ever been in a situation where you have even been told that you are not the right fit? Do you stick out like a sore thumb in your social arena or family?  Have you ever felt or been made to feel like you are a square peg trying to fit into a round hole? Well, you are not alone!

Often when we feel or have been made to feel like a misfit due to society’s standard or our associations, we think that we serve no real purpose or even worst are not valuable. Negative thoughts cascade through our minds and the will to break-free of the strongholds that disempower is nowhere in close proximity.  However, I dare to let you know that this is not true. You are very important! You are valuable! You were designed with a purpose in mind. In fact…

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Happy 118th Birthday Norma Shearer

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Today was the 118th birthday of the stunningly beautiful actress Norma Shearer.  I can never say enough about The Women as a film and as a must-watch for anyone wanting a well-rounded film education, it is simply brilliant.  The…

Sustainable Fashion

RAFA FARIHAH

The fashion industry is fast paced. The moment one trend is “in”, it is considered dull the very next. Don’t let labels define what looks good on you, what is chic and what is not. You are the master of your own life. Your body is merely a car that you control. Just like you can upgrade your ride with forced induction, a custom paint job, and better brakes, your attire represents you. Be yourself.  Help replenish the Earth of it resources. Reuse. Recycle. Be fashionable. YOUR WAY.

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My Passion and Side Hustle

Lifting Taboos

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I grew up as an adoptee in an environment that was not to be desired. One of the things I did learn throughout my time with my adoptive family was their passion for creativity. There were many little arts and crafts projects often happening and I really appreciated the nature of Arts and Crafts in general.
As a young child I learned to make necklaces, earrings, bracelets, anklets and so much more. I also learned about different beads, stones, and woodwork. My favorite stone of all time is the Larimar stone. The Larimar stone has so many functions. I began to dabble in making different types of jewelry using this beautiful pectolite. The most commonly purchased larimar items are earrings with little Larimar stones. These stones are only found in the Dominican Republic. My passion became my side hussle and now, here at Larimar Jewels and Things, we make many…

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Endings

Walk a Myelin* My Shoes

Endings, beginnings, life

Endings

Why are endings so hard?

We should be masters

Everything ends.

Baby

First the womb

Then the breast

Or bottle, depending

Diapers

Soother

Stroller

Midnight snuggles

Elementary

Innocent imagination

Friendship without agenda

Playing with toys

Middle

Budding breasts

First period

First boyfriend

Hormone fights

This is the end of the beginning.

High school

Independence

Attitude

Virginity???

First view of future

Twenties

High school without boundaries

Knowing everything without knowing you know nothing

Veil lifting

First job

First love

First orgasm – don’t lie

Marriage

Wedding- so much planning, over so fast

Honeymoon

First house

Children

Births – miraculous torture

First steps

First words

Preschool

School years

Empty nest

Sad freedom

First view of legacy

Nostalgia

It all went so fast

Retirement

Adventure, at first

Money, an issue

Health, sneaks up

Full circle

Decisions

Confusion

Hand over

The end.

Beginnings are endings. Endings are beginnings.

Endings, beginnings, life

❤️ Amanda

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Calls Of The Walls

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IMG-20180802-WA0010.jpgHey guys, I have an amazing news to share with you all, so *drum roll* please-We are having this awesome event by the name of “Calls Of The Walls” on 15th August, 2018 i.e India’s Independence Day. The event will be held in Lucknow, India. And all the best painters from around the city will be painting the tattered walls in Lucknow with the theme of social awareness. The event is organized by The Art Of Living founded by Sri Sri Ravishankar and here’s a proposal for all of you – If by any chance any one of you is visiting Lucknow do come to this event and make your contribution as a painter, The Art Of Living family would be happy to welcome you. One last thing if you have some suggestions regarding this event please leave your comments in the comments section below. It can…

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Getting to know me

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1. Are you named after anyone? I was actually named after one of my dad’s ex-girlfriend. My Mother loved the name and changed the spelling.

2. When was the last time you cried? Not sure. I’m sure it was at a sappy movie.

3. If you were another person, would you be a friend of yourself? Maybe.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot? Me? Yes. And no, I’m not using sarcasm right now.

5. What’s the first thing you notice about people? Eyes. You can tell a lot about a person’s character from their eyes.

6. What is your eye color? Hazel

7. Scary movie or happy endings? Scary!

8. Favorite smells? Fresh flowers.

9. What’s the furthest you’ve ever been from home? Paris, France. The city of love was absolutely lovely. I plan on going back one day.

10. Do you have any special talents? I can walk…

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