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I have four sons, who were all created out of love. The oldest Alex aka Mr. GQ30 was conceived with my high school sweetheart, or should I say at the time I thought he was sweet. I became pregnant with Alex at the ripe age of 16, and delivered him by the time I had just turned seventeen. At seventeen life for me as a mom seemed pretty sweet, I mean comparing to how bad I had always heard it would

Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09993368713945029756noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865280433862678532.post-7094969991987181932009-07-01T14:18:00.000-07:002009-08-18T15:00:55.341-07:00

After two months, Alex aka Mr. GQ 30 is officially off of punishment! Yet, he somehow still seems to find himself getting into the back and fourth riff raff with his brothers.After careful consideration, the hubby and I came to the decision that Alex could get off of punishment. I felt that he had done well with following through with his chores and by staying in his room as he was told to.

Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09993368713945029756noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865280433862678532.post-51519573860860166942009-06-29T14:07:00.000-07:002009-08-18T15:13:41.469-07:00

Motivation in it's best form was needed this morning when I woke up! Normally, I feel GREAT after enjoying some early morning quality time with the hubby. Well this was, but was not a typical morning for momma. Let me break it down for you...it's called MOTHER NATURE at its finest, the prelude.Typically I pride myself on ensuring that everyday is a happy day for me and those around me. Quite

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My mission is to empower the mindsets of those who have faced similar adversities as myself. I use Blogger as a vehicle for people to read about the personal challenges I now experience as an adult. In a number of capacities, the adult challenges that I encounter is a direct reflection of the environment in which I grew up in, whether dealing with self, relationships, parenting, or career. YET,

Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09993368713945029756noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865280433862678532.post-67628903006331446962009-06-23T10:05:00.000-07:002009-08-18T15:17:44.791-07:00

If there one thing that hurts me the most, it's seeing one of my children hurt.I have four sons who ages range from almost 16, down to 10. My oldest son was conceived during my high school years with a guy who at the time I thought was my high school sweetheart. The three youngest boys were conceived from a relationship with a guy that my mother despised, and maybe that was because he was

Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09993368713945029756noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865280433862678532.post-34774268132411528012009-06-19T14:24:00.000-07:002009-08-18T15:21:58.461-07:00

I had to go Madea on my son this morning; I let him have a piece of my mind! Momma WILL NOT tolerate disrespect in my house..oh no she's not! The alarm clock was buzzing as if it wanted to meet the shoe lying beside my bed. I always wished that alarm clocks could see you raise up out yo bed and then turn itself off! I was so comfy curled all up in the quilt, while looking at the sunrays through

Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09993368713945029756noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865280433862678532.post-8837637192188886942009-06-18T13:41:00.001-07:002009-06-18T13:43:11.258-07:00

My favorite topic! Woo...So here I am five years married with issues and still in love. You know, it took me 7 years of bad relationships before I came to the understanding of knowing exactly what I was looking for in a mate. In my case, this time around I actually wasn't looking for anybody or anything for that matter. I think having four children had me pretty tide up for the most. The only

Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09993368713945029756noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865280433862678532.post-38491126316969606142009-06-17T14:27:00.000-07:002009-08-18T15:24:19.720-07:00

Well listen yall....I know I have a rather bubbly personality, and I can bet that most people who have crossed my path at one time or another might think I am always happy. I mean having the Joy makes me feel joyous, but not all the darn time. Anyways... it's a early summer evening, breeze blowing through my bedroom windows and it was feeling GOOD! Now granite, I have four demanding sons, work 40

Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09993368713945029756noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865280433862678532.post-42269226389949033042009-06-16T08:41:00.000-07:002009-08-18T15:27:13.960-07:00

It's a goood morning, despite the intermittent discussion that took place this morning between my husband and I, over why Alex, my 15 year old doesn’t seem to be fully respecting his punishment. Ok, here's what happened.. My oldest son who is 15 going on GQ 30 or so he thinks, has been s-m-e-l-l-i-n-g himself..do you hear me. No, I mean homeboy has went from telling my husband how he hates him,

Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09993368713945029756noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865280433862678532.post-17840541019089146452009-06-15T10:09:00.000-07:002009-08-18T15:30:53.331-07:00

Well it's Monday and uuh not only do I miss the weekend; I woke up feeling like I slept with a flying broomstick all night! NORMALLY, I'm a morning person who actually likes waking up to the beeping sounds of the alarm clock going off at 5:30am. I would have had a chance to get more needed rest if it weren't for me pacing the floor until 10pm while waiting for my boys father to bring them home

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