Generous sized tummy, generous soul

To be a woman, a curvy one, perhaps described as plump or fat is a paragon. In many cultures, including my husbands, a woman who eats is a satisfied woman who is generous in nature, caring and loving of others. To be a thin woman who is careful of gaining weight is to be a fussy woman who is never satisfied. So enjoy your food and eat, I say, eat and share with one another and feel the satisfaction. The satisfaction of fillings those around you with joy. Be a paragon to others.

via Daily Prompt: Paragon

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Panicked

via Daily Prompt: Panicked

I use to live my life in a constant state of panick but I called it stress. I had too much on my plate. But I’ve eliminated those things that took up too much head space, including people. Yes, there were people in my life that sucked the very happiness from it. So I’ve slowly been ridding myself of all that crap that I don’t need. Slowly, I’ve been listening to myself. What my mind, body and soul needs. And really it needs very little. But those little things must matter.

Feeling knackered? I embrace it.

via Daily Prompt: Knackered

 

What does knackered really feel like?

I never knew until I became a parent.

Now I do not know anything else.

Of course that is not entirely true, but it is pretty close.

When I am particularly knackered I whinge.

A bit of whinging really helps, I find.

But then I end up whinging all the time.

So, I embrace feeling knackered.

It can really take away a lot of stress.

Stress about the little things.

For instance, my 18 month old continues to empty the contents from the fridge door, freezer ice tray and the kitchen cupboards all over the kitchen floor.

I continue to bake, pushing containers and packets out of my way as I move around.

I step on blocks of ice melting slowly on the lino and soak my socks.

But I am too knackered to clean it up for the tenth time today.

Better just to let it go, I breath.

Sometimes being knackered is the best thing to be.