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I know I am late posting. Wanted to wait until my final birthday event. Honestly, I did not do much; however, everything I did I truly enjoyed. Thankful for the tiny moments of sunshine in the midst of all the rain. New look. Great food. Awesome company. Life is good. God is good. Looking forward to a fabulous year!
Embracing Freedom
Embracing Forty-Eight
Wishing you a wonderful week!
Be Blessed,
Shaun
The countdown is over. Today’s my day! Year 48 is finally here! Do I feel any differently? Umm.. no. However, I am alive and blessed, which is something I don’t take lightly. Forever Grateful
This week I decided to do something different. Something fun and unexpected. You see, about a week ago, I found a long stand of gray hair along my front hairline. By its length, it had probably been there forever but was hiding. Funny how grays love to play peekaboo– here one minute and gone the next. Don’t get me wrong, I have about two or three strands but on that particular day, this one stood out. As I said, they love playing peekaboo. Like magic, a few hours later I could not find it. Crazy, right?!
Well, for years I have wanted to dye my hair, but since I did not have any gray, I wanted to keep my original color as long as I could. Then, on Father’s Day, something changed. It hit me that once again I was waiting for the right moment to make a move. Like, what was I waiting for? What if I had to wait another ten years? The next thing I knew, I was at the store buying a cheap box of color and now I’m blonde, or blondish. It’s more of a honey blonde. Oh! And I also allowed my daughter to dress me for my little birthday photo shoot. Y’all, she is now buying me clothes and dressing me like I’m her daughter. Hehehe. Gotta love life.
Here’s a collage of a few of the pictures. I look so different without my glasses.
So, over the past few days, I have been thinking about birthday themes. Last year’s was “Authentically ME” and the year before, “46 and FREE.” This year I’m finally feeling my freedom and embracing me– all of me. So, I believe this year’s theme will be “Embracing Freedom.” Yes… definitely seems fitting for where I am at this stage in life. Listen, it’s one thing to know you are free and another to embrace it. It’s time I embraced it.
Y’all, I’m thinking about logging off for a few days. Want to enjoy every moment of this year’s celebration. So I will see y’all on Sunday.
Take Care!
Shaun
Still not quite satisfied with the title, but it will have to do for now.
Honestly, I don’t really feel like writing today. I guess you can say I’m too excited about tomorrow. Y’all, I don’t even have anything big plan. I just love turning a year older. There’s something about birthdays that makes me feel like a new person. Makes me feel as if I have been born again and I get to reset life. I know it sounds crazy but that’s exactly how I feel– brand new.
Today, I would like to thank God for blessing me with 47 beautiful years of life. I would also like to thank Him for loving me and loving on me– yeah, there’s a difference between the two.
Looking forward to year 48! I know it will outshine year 47 because God loves me and I will not accept anything less than His absolute best.
The countdown continues- One more day!
Enjoy your Wednesday!
Shaun
This week’s Hello Sunday is dedicated to my mother, Dorothy. When I tell you she’s a warrior Queen! Whew!! The things she’s endured in her 63 years of life would have taken many of us out a long time ago, yet, she’s still here!
Momma, I’m so grateful God blessed me with you as a mother. Sometimes I feel like we’re different than night and day, then I say or do something that only you would do. Or I look in the mirror and all I see is you. I just want you to know that you are loved. And I speak for all of us, we wouldn’t want any other mother besides you. We love you!
Wishing you many, many blessings on today and days to come.
Be Blessed
Shaun
Smiling as I write because first of all, I’m actually a mother; and secondly, I’m a mother of a 26 year old queen. How? When? On most days, I still feel like I’m in my 20s.
So, around this time (6 a.m.) 26 years ago, I was trying to rest but couldn’t get comfortable. I was having contractions but they were only 7-10 minutes apart. The night before I had called my friend Sue, my unofficial birthing partner, to prepare her for what was next. Then, I called my other friend, Trina, who was the only one with a child and “experienced” in childbirth, to give her a heads up. Trina also lived across the street from the hospital so I had somewhere I could chill before checking into the hospital. I remember her saying not to have the baby until she got off work. Like I actually had control over when the baby would come. Y’all, we were so young and naive.
Well, around 2:00 p.m. my contractions were about 3-5 minutes apart. I’m just going to let y’all know, I had absolutely no idea what I was doing! I was following instructions I heard tv doctors give their pregnant patients, “Wait until the contractions are 2-3 minutes apart, then go to the hospital.” Y’all, I hadn’t called a doctor at all! The last time I called the doctor’s office was when I lost my mucus plug and that was days before. However, I did call Sue, who lived 30 minutes away in Ft. Walton Beach.
When she got to my house we grabbed my bag and headed… not to the hospital… but to Trina’s house. According to wonderful doctors like Heathcliff Huxtable, I needed to wait until the contractions were 2-3 minutes apart before heading to the hospital. So I was going to wait. By the time I arrived at Trina’s, I was so hungry. Hadn’t eaten anything all day because I heard some women used the bathroom while giving birth and that was the LAST thing I wanted to do. You see, my obstetrician was FINE!! Whew!! He had muscles everywhere! The last thing I wanted to do was use the bathroom while giving birth. But y’all, I was so hungry. First, I ate a bowl of ramen noodles. Then, I ate a little bit of every sugar-sweetened cereal she had in the house. Honestly, I don’t believe I knew what I was doing. I was in pain. I was trying to wait for the right moment to go to the hospital. Y’all, I was scared. All I knew to do was eat.
Anyway, once the contractions became unbearable, I went to the hospital and checked into labor and delivery. When I got there, I attempted to explained to the nurse that I was in labor. I don’t know what was going on that day but I remember her snapping at me and saying if I wasn’t dilated 4 cm they were going to send me home. That’s all she said and left me standing there. I guess the people in the waiting room felt sorry for me because they were the ones who got me a wheelchair and talked to me until Sue came up (she was parking the car). Everything that happened afterwards happened really fast. When the nurse checked me, I was more than 4 cm dilated. That’s when she actually tried to help. In hindsight, I guess I didn’t appear to be in labor. Like that’s a real thing. Believe me, the contractions were coming and I was in so much pain. But the cramps I endured during my menstrual cycles were far worse. So I just did what I did whenever I cramped, I beared it. I never once screamed or got out of character. I just took it.
Less than 3 hours later my baby was born. And no, I didn’t use the bathroom while having her. Lol. Another crazy thing happened afterwards. Sue asked me if the nurses were playing some kind of joke (told you we were young). Our wristbands had another mother’s name on them. Y’all, we had on the wrong wristbands! Talk about CRAZY!! I’m so happy we got that cleared up or I would have brought home someone else’s baby.
So that was 26 years ago. Today, I’m happy to report that the last 26 years have been just as adventurous, if not more. I have truly enjoyed motherhood. It’s been an honor watching KiSondrea become the woman she is today. I pray that today, and everyday forward, is just as wonderful and adventurous as the day of her birth.
Happy Birthday, Ki! ❤️
Love Always– Mother
It is not even 6:30 a.m. on a Saturday morning and I am wide awake. Actually, I have been up for a couple of hours, now. Today I was supposed to go to Mobile to continue my birthday celebration with my sisters. They had a day full of wonderful COVID-19-safe events planned. Unfortunately, the celebration must be postponed.
You see.. yesterday I began feeling sick. More than likely it is sinus issues, but I do not want to chance it. The day before yesterday, Mississippi had a spike in new COVID-19 cases. Y’all, over a 1,000 new cases were reported in one day. Yesterday there were half as many. As much as I want to celebrate with my sisters, I have to stay safe and make sure they remain safe, also. Y’all, this virus is something serious!
Right now I am having an early morning jam session. Zhané’s Vibe is currently playing.
Oh… before I go, we did decide to have a video call later today. So the celebration will continue, just not in person.
Forever Grateful
Shaun
Yesterday was so AMAZING! I laughed.. and danced.. and sang.. and ate.. took selfies.. and danced some more. Yesterday I let loose! As the old people used to say, I cut a rug!! LOL! I had no worries or complaints, ONLY laughter and love. Yesterday, I was me– authentically ME!
Before I end, I have to give a shout out to my two. Y’all, I know I say it all of the time, but I truly have the BEST children in the world. They know me so well! They embrace my quirkiness, which allows me to be free. I am so blessed to have children who love ALL of me.
Here are a few pictures from yesterday. Y’all, they made me a selfie wall. Lol. For those who know me, know I am the worst photographer but I LOVE taking pictures, especially selfies.
#Year47
Shaun
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