Growing up my mother always told me to buy myself something out of every paycheck. It didn’t have to be anything expensive or over the top but something. “A tube of lipstick or pair of panties” Her exact words not mine.
Her thought process was that you deserve to reward yourself for all of the hard work you’ve put in for that paycheck. After paying your tithes and obligations you deserve something for you.
For the most part I have listened to that advice. Unfortunately for me that reward usually comes in the form of food. Don’t judge! I say unfortunately because I think that I would feel better if I rewarded myself with something more tangible. Say a new pair of shoes that are on sale or a makeup brush. You get the picture. I look at rewarding myself as a form of self care. It brings me joy and puts me in a good mood, thereby making me a happier person.
I keep my paycheck rewards to under $30. I really try to stay around $20. I like the thrill of finding something that makes me happy but stays within budget. Now if I want a bigger reward I save up for it and sometimes the act of saving can be my reward.
No matter which way I decide to say thank you to myself for making it through I know that my mother is proud of me & smiling down from heaven saying, “She listened” Yes momma I listened and I just bought a pair of shoes on clearance at TJ Maxx for $22.
As I was writing this post I got to thinking about some of the many lessons that my mother taught me and the advice that she gave me. So from time to time I’ll share those stories on the blog. They will live under the Growing Up Bee section. I hope you get as much out of them as I do.
What’s your favorite piece of motherly advice?
Happy Mother’s Day!!
Beewisdom- A mother is a woman who shows you the light when you just see the dark. Grimaldos Robin
Yesterday was Mother’s Day. A day that always brings & leaves me with mixed feelings. This picture on Mishia’s social media feed adequately summed up my feelings.
Because I am a mother I am happy to participate in & celebrate the day set aside just for us. It’s nice to be appreciated for all of the hard but more than worth it work that goes into raising child. It’s a job that never ends, no matter how many candles are on your child’s birthday cake.
But Mother’s Day also leaves me a little sad because I am missing my mother. Losing a mom & becoming a mom so close together is still mind blowing but my mom raised a strong woman so I’m handling it.
I spent this Mother’s day keeping my hands and my mind busy. My oldest son made me breakfast. My youngest son made me lunch. I spent some time reading, cleaning my room (my mom would be proud) and working on the blog.
I don’t normally go to church on Mother’s Day because it’s crowded from all of the children who come just for Mother’s Day. The message is usually tailored for Mother’s & I really don’t want to spend the day in tears. It has been suggested that I stay off of social media to avoid all of the Mother’s Day tributes. Again I have mixed feelings. The social media doesn’t bother me that much but church will have me all in my feelings. It took a lot for my mom to miss church.
Thanks to everyone who sent a text. I am grateful to have the title of mom, mother, provider, chauffeur, chef, disciplinarian, teacher etc.
But I am also grateful to the woman that gave the title of daughter.
I hope you all honor and cherish your mothers everyday and not just her birthday and Mother’s Day. She deserves it.
Beewisdom- I believe in love at first sight because I loved my mom since I opened my eyes
It’s been a busy time around the honey pot. This month has brought a couple of opportunities for me to step outside my comfort zone and one next chapter life event for my oldest son.
Since losing my mom, Mother’s Day has always been bittersweet. This year I had the opportunity to share the experience by speaking at a butterfly release. The butterfly release gave those who have lost a mother, sister or child, a chance for remembrance and comfort. This was my first time sharing in spoken word about my mom. I’ve shared it in writing but never in front of people. I made it through the speech without crying but I can’t say the same for my support. When I returned to my seat some of my support was in tears. I know it wasn’t all about me, they were crying for their own lost. Between them they lost a mother, a sister and a daughter. I am grateful that they were there for me & I pray that the tears that they shed were cleansing.
On a lighter note, I participated in a video for Le Bonheur Children’s Hospital. I was asked to share my thoughts as a parent for one of their programs Be Proud! Be Responsible!. Be Proud! Be Responsible! is a teen pregnancy prevention program that collaborates with community centers, schools and churches. This is a subject that is near and dear to my heart. Helping to educate young people on the risk & consequences of being sexual active before they are ready is important work. Being a part of this video was a lot of fun as you can tell. I can’t wait to see the final product.
Last but certainly not least my oldest son graduated from high school. I vividly remember his birth two days after losing my mom. Now my “baby” is ready to start the next real chapter in his life. I held up really well until the graduates marched in. It was at that moment that I felt the presence of my mom and I was a little chocked up. I made it through the ceremony without crying but the fact that my baby was moving on was emotionally tough.
The month of May is not over yet & there are still more life changes to come. As my family moves into a new home, my oldest is preparing for a very busy June with a job & University of Memphis Freshman activities, my youngest is preparing for Engineering camp and my job is relocating to new offices. This Honeybee will need a vacay soon & very soon.
I told you that a lot is happening around the honey pot!! Stay tuned to see what coming next. Oh yeah, in July. The Honeybee turns 50. More to come on that. #FollowMeInto50
Beewisdom- “Things will never be the same, that’s just the way it is” Tupac