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Happy Mother's Day to all of you mommy's. That includes you daddy's playing double rolls & fur & feather mommy's. Much love to you all!

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Tell me the pros and cons of being a single parent by choice
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Posting my past journals
FRIDAY, DECEMBER 19, 2008
The Christmas Season
Love Christmas, always have but my role as a mom makes the season a bit hectic. I need to have some time of reflection but it can be difficult. I'll be lucky if I get my Christmas cards out by New Year's ;) I started a new job, one that may be temporary since the pay is terrible and the hours go well into the night. It's a job though and I can still count my blessings.
Since I have a December birthday, one of the things I've enjoyed doing is making Christmas cookies with my kids and nieces and nephews. Its become an annual tradition that warms my heart.
I'm happy my kids are growing up with their cousins. It's fun to make childhood memories that are positive and carefree.
Merry Christmas and happy holidays!

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First Marriage, Second Thoughts...
Now where was I...Oh yea, realizing that I had lost who I thought I was. Now, as I stated before, we were definitely trying our best to rekindle the fire that had dimmed after 3-4 years. But what was revealed to me today was- Just because itâs your plan, doesnât mean itâs Godâs plan and if it isnât HIS plan then it will surely fail! Something that I will NOW tell myself every single day. Anyway, the fire had been rekindled but it was a temporary solution. You know what I mean, like applying pressure until you can find a band-aid? Yea, thatâs exactly what it was.
So we were walking on eggshells. Tiptoeing around the âDâ word. It was almost like we both knew it was coming but neither one of us wanted to say it. We both came from single parent homes, vowed that we would never raise our children this way, so if the âDâ word came into play, are we failing? Are we just like every generation before us? These are the questions that kept two people in a situation that shouldnât have been. We were literally co-parenting roommates.
Letâs take a look at that. We could have and should have called it quits, when we first realized but as many married couples do... you stay married for the sake of...children?...finances?...appearance? But you never stop to think, what is this actually doing to my mental health? What is this doing to my children? To the people around me? We often think we are the only ones impacted- if we divorce but SOOOOO many people are impacted when you stay together and are not meant to be.
I realized that when the âDâ word was actually said and the papers were filed, I had to be selfish in a certain aspect. I had to protect myself which would ultimately protect my children. Do not be afraid to walk away for yourself. This is for any situation that is draining and disturbing your peace. If you value anything, VALUE YOU!! Did I know what I was walking into? HELL NO! But I did know that I was walking away from a place where I could no longer be. So I did it. I ended my marriage, ended the confusion, ended the hurt and anger and walked into my new life. âHello, single parenthood, my name is LaToria Michelle, pleased to meet you.â
Be Blessed and Love Yourself <3
-ToriMichelle
Itâs not my fault.
Since my daughterâs âdadâ and I had decided it would be best so sever his rights there has been an insane amount of guilt on my behalf. I know I shouldnât feel like this because itâs not my fault that he decided not to give it his all. Itâs not my fault he decided to lie to me constantly and manipulate me and stab me in the back every chance he got. I was nice when I didnât have to be. I had decided Iâd always keep it civil and I wouldnât cause drama because it wasnât about me. It was about my daughter and she deserved to have a relationship with him. But when he wasnât ever consistent with his visits and when he would show up late and anything else he decided he was going to do, I had more than enough. I didnât want to give him a chance to be the first man who completely shatters her heart because he chooses not to be there for her and he chooses not to have an actual relationship with her. Loving your children should never come with conditions it should never be just when you feel like it. That is not what being a parent is about. I still feel guilt though. Iâm going to be honest with her when the time comes and Iâm going to tell her that itâll be up to her if she ever wants to talk to him when sheâs older. But as of now, Iâm deciding not to have him around. Itâs just heartbreaking when he would come around and sheâd ask him what his name was. And who he was. She should know because he should be making much more of an effort then he was. But he chose not to. And I now am coming to peace with it. I know itâs not my fault. I know Iâm trying to do whatâs best for her. I just wish I felt better about it. Ultimately it was his choice and I know that. I do. He chose not to be there. He chose to always make half assed efforts. He chose to feel entitled to someone he doesnât and will never deserve. Itâs something I have to learn to let go of. Â