I Came Across This Gem

I think I am addicted to notebooks.  I have SO MANY.

I don't know if this is a "me" thing, or a writer thing, but every time I pass an aisle of notebooks or journals at any given store, I want one.  I just have these visions of filling each one up with lovely thoughts.  

*contemplate Peter Pan tangent... no, that obsession will have to wait for another day.*

Anyhow, I came across some really great pieces I had forgotten about.  I thought I would share one with you.  It must have been written sometime last year shortly after having my son...

It is entitled, "Forgetful Lucy"

I'd like to write a poem today,

But frankly, I don't know what to say.

My life of late has been quite dull

The daily grind, the push and pull.

Wake up early, feed your child

Keep him in check or he'll run wild.

Try to remember you have to eat

As you attempt to keep things neat.

The laundry should be folded, I know

But my baby's diaper decided to blow

Running, running here and there,

My sanity never had a prayer.

Oh Past Jessica, I promise, it does get much easier.

Blogtober Day 23: Personalities

So, I've discovered since having a child that there are two versions of me that I alternate daily.

Mommy Jessica and Normal Jessica.

It's like they are duking it out to see which is more dominant.  I am not sure what the score is, but it has to be pretty even.  I feel like I must confuse people because depending on when they interact with me, I could be a completely different person.  Jekyll and Hyde.  Really, though.

Obviously, most of the time when I'm at home, I am Mommy Jessica.  She is a responsible one, I tell you.  She cleans a LOT, and makes sure everyone eats on time.  Please, turn the music down, because she just put the baby to bed. 

Mommy Jessica has a different dialect.  Her voice is usually on the softer side, unless protecting her young.  Repetitive syllables are a stable to her language.  For example: "Are you ready for da num nums in your tum tums?" would be a common phrase she uses.

It used to be that Mommy Jessica was only present around her child.  But now she pops up any time anyone in her vicinity is exhibiting childish or childlike behavior.

It turns out adults aren't a fan of Mommy Jessica all the time.

Then Normal Jessica, well, she's different.

Less reserved, less cautious, and less prone to wipe your face with her sleeve.

Sometimes, I forget she exists, and I am pleasantly surprised when I remember her.  Because as nice as Mommy Jessica is, I don't want to be stuck in her shoes forever.

Blogtober Day 5: Need a Laugh?

I wish I had time to write a "real" post, but I've been out of the house all day today!  I thought I would just share some of my favorite funnies instead!  Share it if you know someone who could use a smile. :)

If you never watched this movie as a kid, your childhood is not complete.