It’s finally happened…I’ve lost all track of time! My once angelic sleeping baby girl now screams (not cries, just SCREAMS) for my attention while I attempt to get some of my text readings accomplished. I find it hard to believe that she’s sitting up, standing, and grabbing for my food already. Wasn’t it just yesterday…
Just Another Voice… Just another day in the land of the free Metropolis bustles with energy Suits with Starbucks in hand rush to their boxes in the sky In Utopia where Benjamin dictates their lives. Just another day, twins standing tall With a thundering crash, moments later they fall The sky is clouded with political…
Everynight I ask myself the same question: Where did the day go? I have no idea what’s become of the 16 hours per day I spend awake. I have nothing to show for. I must have accomplished something with all my time…I just can’t seem to figure out what. Besides feeding the baby, burping the…
Honestly, I’m not daft. I see the glances, I hear the whispers. I’m happily enjoying a Bellini, so what? Recently I was at a friend’s bbq and overheard some of the other girls saying “Oh my God, LeLe’s drinking!” As if that wasn’t enough, she started whispering to the other girls at the party “Do…
Oops, I did it again, and again, and again. I never mean to do it, but somehow it always happens…it’s sad but true, I confess. I’m a chronic shopaholic. Every morning I wake up, change Kiana’s diaper, feed her, burp her, change her diaper again, then put her in an extremely cute outfit. Then I…
