Giving birth yields more positive results....

Y'know... sometimes going through labor and delivery is good for more than just getting the child....

Case in point, I had an appointment at the dentist's yesterday for a filling. I saw the dentist coming at me with a huge - yes, cartoonishly huge - needle that she was intending on jamming up my gums.

I wanted to bristle and pull back but started to sooth myself with "You gave birth to two children. You pushed two human beings out of your vagina. If you can do that - you can get a needle to the face."

And she poked me and it wasn't that bad.

I used the same method of "Hey - if you can give birth, you can do this!" pep talk before I got my tattoo and my nose piercing too. And it worked like sweet cuppin' cakes. I will pull out the Supermom card when I'm about to face my next moment of impending pain.

A change.

I hesitate to make an official announcement or proclamation on this as I've withdrawing on blogging about my private life and relationship status... (See Fourleafclover blog)... I've become increasingly unhappy with the airing of personal matters on the Internet so I'm pulling back a bit.

That said (or typed), I should make mention that Darth Single Mommy is back to just being Darth Mommy. Bat-Hubs and I have reconciled after nearly a year of separation.

Single Moms... you have my honor, love and respect. I was one of your ranks and really... I don't think I'll ever leave it. One doesn't go through something like this and not be changed from it. Being a single mother has brought me so much closer to my children and so much closer to me. I don't think I've ever learned as much about myself as a mother and as a person than when I was a single mom. A forced removal of my partner has jolted me back to me - like the fist of God. And it's helped me turn one of the saddest times in my life into one of the best.

Life goes on. Smiles fill my life. I'm going to live for the good and cut out the bad.

It's just juice... it's just juice.

So... it's been a long day with two toddlers that I can only lovingly describe as "handfuls" and they are happily sawing logs in their beds. I flop into bed and land on a wet spot.

I run over the events of the day... Longlegs did pee his pants once... but he also spilt his juice.

I'm so tired... I decide that it's juice... turn over and fall asleep on the wet sheets.

Free Magazines

Here is a listing of the magazines I get for free... if anyone else knows of any other publications that one can get for free - let me know!

Melt Magazine - for the cheese lover
What's Cooking - sign up for the free magazine at Kraftcanada.ca
Homebasics - Recipes and coupons
Living Well - More recipes, coupons and free samples

Three years ago you made me.

Three years ago I evicted you from your first apartment and gave birth to you, my darling son. Happy Birthday my Little Longlegs, my sweet bean sprout. Every day is a new joy whether it's the sweet shrill song that is your high pitched giggle, you painting all over your face with black nail polish, your three year old's wisdom or you finding new ways to slowly destroy our house by pulling up rugs or finding weak spots in the drywall... I can't remember life without you in it. I am honored and beyond blessed that I can spend these precious days at home with you and Sweetpea.

"Can I have Happy Birthday, now?" you asked me this morning.

For breakfast on your birthday - March 13th - my dear little Pisces is going to have chocolate cupcakes.