Momsterism

Who Am I? Good Question! Who really am I? While trying to research ways I could answer the question of who I am, I came across a helpful article by Raj Raghunathan (2012) . The article explains that we are not able to truly answer “who am I?”, due to various distortions from our inner self, as well as the unpredictable way people can be impacted by events and other stimuli; ultimately affecting the perception of self in an unpredictable and varying way. With that said, I feel like my core beliefs make me who I am. These beliefs guide my decisions and always have; provided I continue to remain true to who I am and what I believe in. In this moment, these core beliefs represent me: Be Honest. Lying gives me anxiety so I have made a personal decision to avoid lying. I just cannot live with trying to be someone I am not.  Be Ethical. Do the right thing even when it doesn't benefit me. I believe in Karma and doing the right thing. I am the person that hands in th

I have my mom here today to help me with organization. She has always been my support when things feel too overwhelming to tackle on my own. I often wonder where my mom gets her resiliency from. Since I have been personally struggling over the last two months and now am faced with questions of purpose, she is the person who I am able to talk to. What she lives by : If you can’t change it or fix it, then move on. Compartmentalizing work vs home vs everything else. Unconditional love and acceptance- she literally sees the best in everyone. Compassion, she can empathize with almost every situation. Do what’s right- can’t go wrong by doing what is right. Career: working is done to make money to support your family - dreams are built  over time because the focus is on providing for your family. Physical organization leads to mental organization. My mom is my hero. She works a simple job in a simple life and this is her version of a “happy life”.

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I am a 38 year old woman who grew up in moderate poverty in a new and coming neighbourhood of YEG in the 80's. I have found records showing my ancestor's living here in the late 1800's and those ancestors are part of history books now. I have learnt so much from putting one foot in front of the other through life. Against all the odds and challenges, I am now a power house mother of B:20 G:15 SG  (Super Girl aka Step Daughter - Girl) :11. I worked in a daycare from the early age of fourteen, caring for up to 21 kids at a time; then becoming a mom from the age of 17.   I not only have raised my kids, but I grew up with other amazing women who have been pillars of strength to me as we watched our children grow. All my "heart string" nieces and nephews are a huge part of my life and the women who raised them are my "heart string" sisters . As I watch my teenage daughter grow up with no support system around her, I wonder if I can help other people lik

Thinking today about my genealogy "The Larger Picture". I got to thinking about my Great x3 Grandfather; who l recently discovered was a large part of my city's history. I used to think that l would be happy, just coasting through life, taking care of myself. I never wanted to own any thing, as long as I could just "get through life". My family really didn't have much while I was growing up, we were poor. We lived in a home without a telephone or cable in the 80's, when no one else we knew was without. It wasn't unheard of for our home to be without power or have to deal with a limiter on our power meter- if the man from the power company felt compassionate enough. (A limiter basically allowed us to have lights, run the furnace and use of much more would trip our electricity breaker. We would have to unplug all out electrical items and go outside to restart it. For example, we couldn't use the microwave and washing machine at the same