Becoming the Woman of God My Child Needs Me to Be #Summer17Writing : Day 2

Mommy. Me. Mother-in-Love

Mommy. Me. Mother-in-Love

They say motherhood begins at conception. They ain’t never lied.

The moment I discovered I was pregnant I began to alter my lifestyle. I now opt for a natural beauty routine, because what we put on our skin goes into our bloodstream. I’ll never understand why although I knew this fact I never switched up my products until now. I make sure I take my prenatal vitamins everyday (I live with a huge amount of guilt the few times I forget) and drink plenty of water. I would brag on the fact that I stopped eating sweets, but I had nothing to do with that decision. Talk about food aversions. Unlike me, Baby Carpenter despises desserts. SOS. But for the most part I intentionally changed a lot of things. Steve and I have even started having conversations about the type of music we will play around our child, because true me, it matters.

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Once Upon a Summer in Chicago When Everybody Was Alive #Summer17Writing : Day 1

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As a child the last day of school was always the best day of my life after Christmas.

It would begin in late spring when summer would tease us with the glory of what was to come. When bubble coats and wools hats no longer served their purpose. We’d shed off our extra layers and run out to recess. Spring fever was at an all time high as teachers and students struggled to finish the year strong. The last school bell on the last day of school signified that we’d made it. Grey skies, snowstorms, and freezing temperatures were officially a thing of the past. Our future was bright with summer camp, bussing open the fire hydrant, choke sandwiches, chasing ice cream truck, pickles & sunflower seeds, a family trip down South, and the grand finale would be the Bud Biliken Parade.

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