Going to a 60s 70s party on Saturday..... going as a punk...not really too hard for me! Just wearing all my clothes at once! :P Excuse my evil 'paint' drawing but you get the point!

Oh my god!!! My child is yuck! She's been puking on and off since Saturday and now she has the butt explosions!!! Geez Louise!!! Had to dunk her in the bath!!! Glad i love her so much otherwise i would've been puking all over the place too!! Hahaha!!!
Oh plops...being a mama is a hard job!

Wow.....

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Poem for Dad...

I CRY

I cry for all the things that happened.
I cry for all that should have been.
I cry for all the things we saw
and all the things we should have seen.

I cry because you went through so much
I cry because i want you here
I cry for every memory in me
my heart is full of tears.

I cry because i wish you'd met her, but
I cry because you did not know,
I cry, you were spared the pain of leaving
your grandchild as well as your own.

I cry because you should be here
I cry with all my grief and pain,
I cry for all the things lost out on
that we'll never have again.

I cry because my heart is bursting
I cry for my wedding day,
I cry because you will not share it
Or be there to give me away.

I cry because i know you're still here,
I cry because i wish i could see
I cry because i love you so much
but i know you're here with me.

I cry for all the things you said
I cry for all we did together,
I cry because its just too final,
You died, you're gone,
you're gone for forever.

I cry and cry and cry.

I Stood By Your Bed

I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep.

I could see that you were crying, You found it hard to sleep.
I whispered to you softly as you brushed away a tear,

"It's me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here."

I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea,

You were thinking of the many times your hands reached out to me.
I was with you at the shops today, your arms were getting sore.

I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.

I was with you at my grave today, you tend it with such care.

I want to reassure you that I'm not lying there.
I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key.

I gently put my hand on you, I smiled and said "It's me."

You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair.

I tried so hard to let you know that I was standing there.
It's possible for me to be so near you every day.

To say to you with certainty, "I never went away."

You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew...

In the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.
The day is almost over... I smile and watch you yawning

And say, "Goodnight, God bless, I'll see you in the morning."

And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,

I'll rush across to greet you and we'll stand, side by side.
I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see.

Be patient, live your journey out... then come home to be with me.