Just a little piece of me

“A light mist filled the air as grey skies lingered on the outline of the tallest buildings in the city. It was a gloomy morning, a morning in which I was waiting upon for far too long…”

So I have decided to release an excerpt from my book in progress. This book has almost become another baby for me (not that I need anymore being I already have 3 including a 4 week old)

But I am holding this book to a very high standard, a standard I know will allow me to produce something great. I am excited every time I complete another paragraph. I am taking pride in my mind, my mind that is allowing me to push all the nonsense aside and gather a couple good words to express the scene I want to portray and story I want to tell. I almost doubted myself, but at this point I’m glad I pushed through the insecurities and uncertainties. I find a sense of happiness and contentment in writing. An outlet to explore and express my deepest thoughts. I am excited to finish this book, and I am determined to do so.

S.O.S

I have no idea what S.O.S stands for, all I do know it is a distress call. A call for help. Exactly what I need today.
The “to-do” list in my head is never ending. Some realistic goals, some not, (or maybe just in my mind they are not but in reality 100% possible).
My little man is turning 2 in two months, so naturally my mind begins to not only face the reality that he is getting bigger and no longer my baby. Along with that realization, I also begin to criticize myself as a mother for not having any plans for his birthday yet. Most likely it won’t be anything too elaborate being on a strict budget, having a newborn, and a super small family that makes having a big birthday celebration not even all that necessary. Along with him turning 2, I have had the joy of listening to and experiencing the ear piercing screeches of temper tantrums for little to no reasons at all. My 2 year old is the boss in his mind, and nothing, no one, not even mommy is going to change that. (Until Daddy comes home of course).
On top of that, my newborn is turning a month old this Friday. Another child that is growing up way too fast and making me more depressed. She has been experiencing gas pain and reflux, which mommies know mean lots of fussing, crying, and of course no sleep. My bedtime last night was 4:15AM after about 2 hours of consoling her back to sleep. Only to be woken a couple hours later to start the day.
And to think….I have orientation tomorrow for a part time job I have decided to take on along with my full time job as a mommy. I can only imagine my mood the first week or two, and the back pain I will be experiencing dealing with scoliosis to top it off. But what needs to be done, must be done, and that’s why we are super women ;).
On a more positive note, I have finished the first page of my book, and so far, I am proud already. It’s the one thing besides this blog I am doing for myself, and although I can’t write as much as I would like with the demands of all my children, I am determined to finish it and know once I do, it will be a true work of art. My own masterpiece.

To whom it may concern….

Dear whoever may happen to care.

With my new found love for writing, more so the reawakening of my creativity and desire to write, (along with the encouragement and push from my husband) I have decided to start a book. A real book. A book that I hope to one day be published and read by many. A book that you can’t put down, a book that you have to read “just one more chapter” before going to bed. A book that you take with you to work to sneak in one more chapter during your lunch break. A book that you may or may not be able to relate to personally, but will feel as though you have known the character all your life. A book based off true events and situations that will lead you wondering how they could possibly be true. A book you will never want to put down and will be saddened when you have reached your last page. Stay tuned.

Sincerely,
An inspired writer