This was a prompt from last weeks writers workshop and I had to write about it because it was such a fun topic and there are tons of things that could complete the sentence. I think I am going to just list things that I am and then explain why on some of them.
Birth Mom-I placed my daughter for adoption when I was 20.
Blogger
Daughter
Mom to two crazy cats
Book lover
Introvert
Person who truly loves to be alone
Huge football fan-I will watch pretty much any game but I love the University of Utah & the Baltimore Ravens.
Suffer of an invisible illness-Multiple Sclerosis
College dropout
Blog Designer
Those are just the few things that came first to me. I know I could go on and on with a list but no one has time to read that.
My best friend, okay she is more like a sister, had her baby on May 25. I haven’t set foot in labor and delivery since I had and placed my daughter for adoption almost 7 years ago. I that being there for her was going to be hard and it was going to bring emotions to the top that I hadn’t dealt with. What I didn’t realize at the time was how healing it was going to be for me to be there with her and the baby.
After I got off of work I headed to the hospital and right when I pulled into the parking lot I broke down and started to cry. I had to sit in my cry for a few minutes because the last thing she needed was to see me crying when see was in labor. After I few minutes I got it together and I went into the hospital. I didn’t really know where to be so I just stayed in the hall right outside the room she was in.
After she had him and we all came in the room and they asked me if I wanted to hold him all I could do was shake my head no. My eyes filled up with tears and it was all I could do to keep from leaving the room. To be honest in that minute I didn’t know if I would even hold him while he was in the hospital. Every time I thought about holding him it brought all the emotions I had pushed to the background and hadn’t dealt with.
After they got her up to her postpartum room and her boyfriend left so he could run home and do a few things I stayed so that she wouldn’t have to be alone. I didn’t want her to be alone because I know when I had my daughter it was hard to be in the hospital all alone. After it was just the 3 of us I knew it was time to hold him and start to deal with the emotions.
After I held him for a little bit I realized that he did something for me that I didn’t know he could. I can’t put into words what he did but he healed a part of me that I thought would always be broken. He is so special to me because he will never know what he did for me and that is okay but he will always be a huge part of my life.
1. Did you have a favorite blanket or toy as a kid? If so, do you still have it?
I had a blanket that I guess my grandma still has for me. I don’t have much left from my childhood because my parents moved around a lot and when they would move they would leave everything behind when they did move so I don’t have much before I moved in with my grandparents full time and even some of that stuff has gotten thrown away.
2. Do you dream in color?
Yes- Doesn’t everyone????
3. How tall are you? Do you wish you were shorter or taller?
I was 5’4″ but the last time I went to the doctors I found out that I am now 5’3″ :(- Guess I am already getting shorter
4. If you could have anyone’s (celeb or other) voice as the guide on your GPS, who would it be?
My own voice!
5. Do you return your shopping cart to the corral or leave it wherever in the parking lot? I try and return it because it bugs me sometime when people don’t return them and I can’t find a parking spot because there are carts in the parking spots.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Since I have been out of ideas on what to blog about I went to NaBloPoMo where they have a whole list of prompts you can write about. I went through the list and chose this prompt: Do you like the name you were given? Is there a name that you think would suit you better? It was the only one that seemed like fun to write about.
I went to a few websites to get some information behind my name and this is what I found
Derived from Latin Margarita, which was from Greek μαργαριτης (margarites) meaning “pearl”, probably ultimately a borrowing from Sanskrit. Saint Margaret, the patron of expectant mothers, was martyred at Antioch in the 4th century. Later legends told of her escape from a dragon, with which she was often depicted in medieval art. The saint was popular during the Middle Ages, and her name has been widely used in the Christian world.
Other saints by this name include a queen of Scotland and a princess of Hungary. It was also borne by Queen Margaret I of Denmark, who united Denmark, Sweden, and Norway in the 14th century. Famous literary bearers include American writer Margaret Mitchell (1900-1949), the author of ‘Gone with the Wind’, and Canadian writer Margaret Atwood (1939-).
I love my name. I have always liked it because there was only one other girl with my name so I never had to worry about tons of people having my name. The only thing I don’t like about my name is the spelling of it. It is too long and spelled very few people ever spell it right the first time and some even after years can’t seem to get it right. They always spell it Margret. I was named after my mom’s mom so one of my grandma’s. I don’t really know the lady that I was named after because I had only seen her when I was little and I don’t remember her at all from then.
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