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Happy Mother’s Day

Happy Mother’s Day, lovelies! To all the mothers, daughters, grandmothers, great-grandmothers and aunts, I hope you have a kid-free, relaxing and loving day to yourselves. You deserve it!

I’m spending my day with Ni, D and my mom. But I got to enjoy my day yesterday with Ni and she even made me a card at daycare and daddy helped her get me a “mom” charm from Pandora; which I absolutely love. 

Have a fantastic day! 

~Tamana

Pregnancy and Emotional Rollercoasters

I know I’ve been away a lot from my blog. I know I only post once a week or less. I don’t have any excuses for you today either. I just don’t feel like a writer lately or anything else for that matter.

The pregnancy is taking its toll on me both emotionally and physically, plus on my marriage to D. You know that saying, “if you can get through the wedding together, marriage is a breeze”? Well, they really should revise that saying to, “if you can get through the wedding, just wait until you’re pregnant.”

Seems like I am on an emotional roller-coaster all the time lately. Yes, I know it’s the hormonal change and progesterone levels pushing me to these extremes but still it’s not fun! My relationship with D keeps suffering because of it. All those hormones running through me have made me a mad woman. Every little thing seems to bother or irritate me these days.

Maybe I’ve set such high expectations towards D that whenever they’re not fulfilled I feel completely lost and empty. Maybe he doesn’t get how much the hormones are making me sensitive and emotional. Maybe, maybe, maybe! There are so many maybes in my mind that I just don’t know what to think of it all.

I’ve burst out at him 3-4 times since last week. I feel like a crazy person when he looks at me blankly and wonders what’s next on my menu of emotional rage. I just don’t know how to stop myself. If I’m not crying, I’m miserably unhappy, if it’s not that then I’m horribly angry. I feel like I’m going nuts.

I’ve tried to take ME time, I’ve tried relaxing with a warm bath and candles lit. I’ve even gone for a massage or two. Nothing seems to help calm me down or relax me. I feel like I’m just picking fights with him for silly reasons. But then when I sit and think and rationalize my anger, it all seems necessary and legit.

I’m stuck in my emotional mess. Anyone have any suggestions on getting through it? I’d go to my girlfriends for advice but the only two I’m closest to are in the US and the other one in India. So, here I am. I know there’s a couple of mothers and wives that read my blog, so I’m hoping one of you will read this and offer your insight or suggestions.

Thanks,

Tamana~

My Birthday Weekend

My birthday is three days away. Generally in the weekend before my Birthday I’d be partying and having fun. But this time around, doesn’t seem like that’s going to happen. D hasn’t mentioned anything about my birthday at all yet and none of my friends have called either asking for plans.

So, I guess we’re not celebrating my birthday this year. I know I said I wasn’t going to have any expectations and would just have fun on my own and if anyone wanted to join they were welcome to. I guess, I did have expectations.

Oh well, maybe I’ll grab a bottle of vodka on the way to my parent’s place and after dropping my mom to the restaurant I’ll have a couple of drinks with D an that’ll be my birthday celebration. 🙂

Positive Story – Sisters

I got this via email this morning. Really nice reminder/story! Enjoy!

A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day, drinking iced tea and visiting with her mother. As they talked about life, about marriage, about the responsibilities of life and the obligations of adulthood, the mother clinked the ice cubes in her glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance upon her daughter. ‘Don’t forget your sisters,’ she advised, swirling the tea leaves to the bottom of her glass. ‘They’ll be more important as you get older. No matter how much you love your husband, no matter how much you love the children you may have, you are still going to need sisters. Remember to go places with them now and then; do things with them.’ ‘Remember that ‘sisters’ means ALL the women… your girlfriends, your daughters, and all your other women relatives too. ‘You’ll need other women. Women always do.’

What a funny piece of advice!’ the young woman thought. Haven’t I just gotten married? Haven’t I just joined the couple-world? I’m now a married woman, for goodness sake! A grownup! Surely my husband and the family we may start will be all I need to make my life worthwhile!’ But she listened to her mother. She kept contact with her sisters and made more women friends each year. As the years tumbled by, one after another, she gradually came to understand that her mother really knew what she was talking about. As time and nature work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman, sisters are the mainstays of her life.

After more than 28 years of living in this world, here is what I’ve learned:
THIS SAYS IT ALL:
Time passes.
Life happens.
Distance separates.
Children grow up.
Jobs come and go.
Love waxes and wanes.
Men don’t do what they’re supposed to do. Hearts break.
Parents die.
Colleagues forget favors.
Careers end.

BUT… Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are between you. A girl friend is never farther away than needing her can reach. When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life will be on the valley’s rim, cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the valley’s end. Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you….Or come in and carry you out. Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters, daughters-in-law, sisters, sisters-in-law, Mothers, Grandmothers, aunties, nieces, cousins, and extended family: all bless our life! The world wouldn’t be the same without women, and neither would I. When we began this adventure called womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we would need each other. Every day, we need each other still.

Pass this on to all the women who help make your life meaningful. I just did. Short and very sweet: There are more than twenty angels in this world. Ten are peacefully sleeping on clouds. Nine are playing. And one is reading my blog at this moment.

Send this message to ten of your friends including me. If you get 5 replies, someone you love will surprise you.

Happy days!