10 days challenge

I seem to be terribly failing at this "loving yourself" thing. Yet,  I am trying my every bit. Today I read this article about a 10 day mental challenge where you challenge yourself to stop thinking anything negative for ten consecutive days. So I challenged myself today. I failed today. But I am going to start tomorrow again. That's how the challenge works. Even if your through to your 9th day without negative thinking and on your 9th day you fail you start all over again.

A day in mom's life

You need to get a hold of your child, said she
I tried brushing it aside, for SHE does not know anything about my angel
Are you a good mom? asked my conscience.
Look what have you made of her, said the devilish me
You are good for nothing,
You do not cook regularly for your husband, who is working hard day & night,
Your house is a mess,
You yell at your kid,
You do nothing the whole day, ranted my conscience.
Your angel is just five,
she will grow up just fine,
You are only human,
don't beat yourself up,
this is part of growing up,
tried my heart..... in vain.
"How to grow a confident child"
"How to discipline the child"
"How to make kids eat"
the endless browsing my fingers did.
"Moms are gods",
"Moms are angels in disguise",
"Moms have ten hands"
"Moms create the world"
I heard, everywhere I turned,
I am no God,
I am no Angel,
I am a normal person,
I have just two hands, said I
I am only a woman
who wants her little angel to grow up just fine.
I wish she is happy every single day,
I wish she has the courage to stand up to bullies,
I wish she becomes everything she wants to be,
I wish a million things, oh I don't know how to be.

Knock...Knock.....comes my husband
I am as happy as I can be,
Whats with the excitement, asks he
"Papa ate drumstick,
Papa ate apple,
Papa ate rice,
All by herself".
What other reason do I need.

I am just a mom,
who wants her little angel to grow up just fine.

Who am i

Who am I?

Am I a good daughter?
Am I a good sister?
Am I a good wife?
Am I a good mother?

Above all am I a good person?

All my childhood I never thought about these questions and I was a happy go lucky person. The moment I started questioning.....life became difficult and it has never been the same. .....

After a long long time, a poetry

I wish

I wish I am bold enough
I wish I am mature enough
I wish I am talented enough
I wish I am strong enough
I wish I have more patience
I wish I knew how to socialize
I wish I knew I was more energetic
I wish I knew how to spot cheaters, liars and the like
I wish I could hide my true self
I wish, I wish, I wish. .......

I wish I would love myself as I am.....

Yet another attempt

Going crazy over 3d origami

Next expedition - Beaded Jewelry

Stay tuned😆

My first attempt at oil painting

Quilling Earing

My next adventure

Feeling blessed

For all my life I have been looking at others wanting this that while I failed to realize my life couldn't be better than it already is.

Paper basket

Tried this with magazine paper.  You can add color to make it even more beautiful

Love yourself! Help yourself!

Image source: http://www.abundanceofspirit.com/

Sunflower on a pot

After multiple ideas running in my head.....decided to start my quilling expedition with a teeny weeny sun flower...

Cheers

~Anne

Going back to childhood

While we all wish we could go back to childhood.....at last I had found a way to become a child......just start doing what you did as a child.....:)

There is a secret ingredient

"There is no secret ingredient" - A powerful message in Kung Fu Panda. I have watched this movie a hundred times and it has never stopped inspiring me.

There is only one secret ingredient to your life. And that is Loving Yourself ....

It is like happiness and butterfly......try catching a butterfly and it eludes you......sit still.....it will come over to you.......Try searching for happiness.....it eludes you.....relax and happiness will come your way....

Love yourself......you will start receiving love from all around you.....

So here is to loving myself....

Cheers!
~Anne.