Valentine’s Day

After 17 years with my husband, I don’t have major expectations for a Valentine’s Day gift. It may sound corny but he does so much each day to show me that he loves me. He cooks, cleans, and shops as needed. He tells me he loves me every day and I feel it. He’s the true definition of a soulmate. Of course, I woke up to a card and candy waiting for me on my kitchen counter with a couple of lottery scratch-offs to boot because I love those dearly. The thought and effort make me smile but if the counter was bare, I’d be okay.

Alongside my gifts were gifts for his girls resting on a sheet of copy paper with handwritten names to avoid any confusion. Teenage girls are very territorial so there is no room for mistakes. The twins took their gifts and left their dad a note of appreciation. The oldest didn’t touch her gift. I’m not sure if she even had time to see it as she wakes up right before it’s time for her to leave and creates a storm to get out of the house every morning for 180 school days per year. I love her…

This day is a little anxiety-provoking for me as I’m not sure what to expect when the girls come home after school. I’m not too concerned about the oldest because she goes to an all-girls private school. She’s a junior and hasn’t had any Valentine’s Day meltdowns thus far. The twins are my concern as they’re both in co-ed environments and have been talking about this day for over a week. They’re freshmen in two different high schools but the agenda is the same: Valentine’s Day flowers and gifts will be delivered to homerooms by secret and not-so-secret admirers.

I pray that they both get gifts, are satisfied, and come home content. As the family’s social media stalker, I’ve been trying to gauge the damage before it occurs but everything is so private. I know that I cannot protect them from everything no matter how hard I try. I just do not want to deal with the drama today if they’re left out. I have a few hours to enjoy before they return. I’ll go sip some tea and enjoy my scratchoffs.

Happy Valentine’s Day! More to come!.

Why blog?

Fun fact: Blog is a verb and a noun :-).

The inspiration for this blog came from a social media post by a well-known comedian in which he criticized young ladies for their lack of personal hygiene. One of the commenters on that post attributed the poor hygiene to a generational effect of a series of young mothers, i.e., the young lady’s mom was a teen mom and the grandmother was as well. It was a funny comment but then I reflected on it. I was a teen mom and so was my mother.

Do my teens have poor hygiene? Did I teach them proper care? Am I a bad parent? Dammit!

Ummm, no! I’m an amazing mom- young and all. That comment on that post was in jest but extremely offensive as it implied that young mothers do a poor job in rearing their children. I’m here to proclaim that isn’t always true. My girls know how to take care of themselves. Whether they always choose to…well, that’s another story. More to come!