Monday, January 4, 2016

My Bucket List

In high school I wrote a bucket list of dreams, things I wanted to accomplish before I even hit 30. Well, I don't remember where that list went, so it's time to make a new bucket list, especially since The Daily Post prompt for January 3rd asks what the 11th item is on my bucket list. Also, in 8 months I'll be turning 30 so it might be time to reevaluate my dreams and goals. Life turned out a bit different than I imagined anyway.

My Bucket List

  1. Get my driver's license. My test is in two days, so hopefully I'll be marking that off my list very soon.
  2. Visit Dublin, Ireland. 
  3. Visit Paris, France.
  4. Write a novel during NaNoWriMo.
  5. Visit Rome, Italy.
  6. Adopt a child.
  7. Write a second children's story (I already have the plot in mind.).
  8. Go on a cruise.
  9. Touch a tiger (a lion, leopard, cheetah, or other big cat will do).
  10. Visit Greece.
  11. Renew my wedding vows on our 10th anniversary.
  12. Live long enough to meet my grandchildren and great grandchildren. 
  13. Take my mom on vacation to a destination she's always wanted to visit. I'd take her on a cruise, but she refuses to stay on the boat once it starts moving.
  14. Finish my scrapbooks I've already started. I think I have 5 or 6 just waiting for me in my dining room.
  15. Learn how to crochet.
  16. Learn how to knit.
  17. Might as well learn how to sew.
  18. Make a positive difference in someone's life.
  19. Raise my son and daughter to be good people.
  20. Teach God's love to my children.
It's actually harder than I thought to make a bucket list. I'm just writing these goals as they pop in my head. I think 20 goals is a good start. Obviously some of these goals are going to take a while. As I get older I'll probably have more to add to this list, so I'm going to write out my list and put it somewhere I can see to remind myself to make the effort to achieve these goals.

Saturday, January 2, 2016

A Resolution to Keep

Today's prompt from The Daily Post asks if I ever made a New Year's resolution that I've kept. My honest answer is that I have no clue. I can't remember. I haven't made New Year's resolutions for years, not including this year. I don't remember the last time I made a resolution. It probably had something to do with losing weight, going on a diet, or exercising more. I've never been good at keeping those resolutions. I really don't like exercising or dieting. I become an angry person when I have to count calories and consume only 1,200 calories a day to actually lose weight. It's no fun. That's probably why I couldn't keep that resolution years ago.

This year I hope to keep my New Year's resolutions: writing 30 minutes a day, writing 12 poems and 3 short stories, and completing a NaNoWriMo novel. I might be setting myself up for failure by having so many goals, but I don't think I'll fail this time, at least not with my poetry and stories. I'm hoping I won't slip up on writing for 30 minutes a day, but seeing that I don't write until late at night when the children are sleeping and I'm almost ready for bed, I might forget to write some times. And actually I think that's okay. As long as I intend to write every day and actually make the attempt to do it, even if I only write a sentence and stare at the screen the rest of the time, at least I tried. At least I focused on writing for that 30 minutes. I have a feeling I might stare at my screen a lot, especially when first starting this new habit of writing, but eventually it should come easier with practice. I'm hoping the ideas will start flowing, like how my sister seems to have so many ideas for stories that she can barely keep up with herself. I'd rather have too many ideas than none at all.

This year I am resolute.

At the Stroke of Midnight

My sister-in-law shared an Ebook of 365 writing prompts on The Daily Post website that she found. The prompt for January 1st asks where we were when the clock struck midnight on the New Year and if that's where we wanted to be. 

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I sat in my rocking chair, rocking my 6-month-old son to sleep as he soothed at my breast. My husband walked into the nursery and stood in front of me staring at his watch.

"3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . . Happy New Year!" Michael whispered to me.

"Happy New Year," I whispered back, trying not to wake our son. My husband then reached down to cradle our son in his arms. The baby whimpered a little bit, but he settled down in the warmth of his daddy's arms. I watched as Michael put him in his crib and waited expectantly for the cries to start.

3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . . And the cries began. Our son would not sleep in his crib, hadn't for the last two weeks. The minute his body touched the crib, he'd wake up and wail until we picked him up again. Two weeks of struggling to get him to sleep in his crib had taken its toll on me. I was just exhausted.

I left the room to brush my teeth, letting my husband try to get our son to fall back asleep in his crib. I came back to get a New Year kiss. Then I settled into my bed, pulled the covers up, and played a game on my tablet for a few minutes before finally deciding to go to sleep. At that point, I didn't care if my son was still awake. I knew my husband could handle it. He would be awake for a few more hours anyway because of his work schedule. Within minutes I was fast asleep, so tired that I didn't even wake when my daughter crawled into my bed and cuddled with me at 2 am (so my husband told me later). Though I did wake up at 5 am to feed a hungry baby.

Friday, January 1, 2016

New Year Resolution

I have been absent from this blog for over a year. I'm a bit sad that I've neglected it, as I do every now and then when life leads me in a different direction. At the end of the year 2014 I discovered I was pregnant, and with that came the unfortunate morning sickness that kept me on the couch or over the toilet throwing up whatever I had forced myself to eat. Gross, I know. Then the year 2015 arrived, and I found myself trying to keep up with my daughter while my pregnancy zapped me of any energy. They say you get lots of energy in your second trimester. Not so much with me. Finally, in June I gave birth to my son. Since then I've been learning how to be a mother to two children, which took up most of my concentration. My son is 6 months old, and I'm still tired. I love him dearly, but that boy seriously needs to sleep through the night so I can have some energy.

Anyway, that's enough excuses from me. I apologize if I seem that I'm whining. I don't mean to. My wonderful husband is currently trying to get our son to sleep in his crib that he's been boycotting for a few weeks so that I can have some time to write, which brings me to the point of this post: my New Year resolution.

This year, the year of 2016, I have decided to set a goal. The ultimate goal is to make a habit of writing since I haven't written much in the last year and a half except perhaps two or three poems, which if I find I might share. My specific goals for 2016 are the following:
  1. Write for 30 minutes a day.
  2. Write a minimum of 12 poems (one per month).
  3. Write 3 short stories, which can include a children's story.
  4. Prep for NaNoWriMo.
  5. Write my first novel during the month of NaNoWriMo. 
I want to be held accountable, so I'll be sharing my writings in my blog and with my family and friends so that they can help me achieve my goals. I will be writing for myself, so even though it'd be awesome if people enjoyed my work, it's possible it could be terrible. But I'll never write something great if I don't try. And I won't get better at writing unless I write a few or a lot of terrible stories or poetry.

So let's have a happy New Year and accomplish some goals!

Copycat Baby

I am so excited to announce that my children's book Copycat Baby has been published on Amazon. You can find it here. You can also purchase it at createspace

Copycat Baby is about a baby who acts like her pet cat. My daughter inspired me to write it. I originally wrote it as a poem over two years ago, which you can see here, but I decided to edit the poem and turn it into a children's book.