Mothers be good to your daughters.... (J. Mayer)

Well. I have been covering the midnight shift this week. I have to say that I don't miss this one bit. Its tough to sleep with a girl and kids running around in the evening. Physically I am exhausted all the time. Bottom line is its un-natural. One more night.

I was listening to a John Mayer song, one I've heard a million times "Daughters". Also, my stylist and I had a conversation about parents. I really has me thinking about the type of parent I am. How I am shaping the minds and lives of some person. I thought about how I am critical and sometimes cold. I thought about many of my short comings actually. I thought how these "tiny humans" deserve so much better than what I give them at times. In the times of anger or exhaustion or frustration... how in those times they deserve to see the best me. In the times when it is hardest for me to be. And I get it now, not that I didn't before, but it was a semi-epiphany. How I deal with situations show them how to deal with life. And I don't want them to be angry people, mad-at-the-world type people. I want them to believe that they can overcome anything and have the power to change their circumstances. I want to be happy people who love the life they live, no matter the circumstance. I want them to be beautiful.

Maya Angelou always says, when you know better you do better.... I know now, and I want to do better because..

...Daughters will love like you do.

Go shawdy.... (50 Cent)

well. its been a good minute. too long. but times are... busy.

i celebrated a birthday on nov 9. It was a good day. Unfortunately I had to work and it seems like the days that followed were a blur. at times i feel overwhelmed with life. Work never ends. My girl is never satisfied. and what about what Andrea? Ha! who is that?

And so as I reflect as my 28 years on this earth,

I think about what I thought of a 28 when I was little. I remember my 5th grade teacher who was 28 when she taught me. I remembering adoring her. I remember thinking that she was young but grown, not far from me.

I think about where I was suppose to be financially. How I am far from that :\

I think about my career. How I am ready for a promotion.

And finally I think about the woman I want to be, and I am proud of myself. I am becoming a beautiful person even if these worldly positions have found their way into my life. God has sent me here to be as I am. Thank You for 28 years of this beautiful struggle....

... its ya birthday!