December 4th, 2017
We’ve officially moved into our new place. At first it was hard to believe. It felt surreal. Especially after being homeless for 5 months.
I owe Anova women’s shelter and the Zhawanoong shelter a huge thank you. The staff at both shelters have been amazing. The workers worked real hard, along with my participation, to get my family into housing. I am so thankful.
Funny how the experience of homelessness really puts things into perspective. You become more grateful, appreciating the littlest things. It’s like you get a new set of eyes, and you see what truly matters.
I remember what someone once said to me. They said my best trait was that I was humble. I guess I lost that in my last relationship trying to live up to someone elses expectations. Thankfully, from this experience, I have been reminded.
Anyways, I’ll write more later. My daughter starts school tomorrow. So it will be an early morning, and this mama needs to rest.
December 5th, 2017
On December 2ond, I sold a painting for the most I’ve ever sold a painting. I think I originally priced it for $80. So yeah, thanks to my very generous anonymous buyer from Kitchener for buying it for $1,500. That will help my family out a lot through our current transition, plus the holidays. Which I haven’t really been focused on too much. It was definitely a huge surprise that practically brought me to tears. Thank you, thank you, thank you! I will get that painting out to you as soon as I can. Please be patient because my schedule is hectic with the Children’s visits with thier father’s, doctors appointments, CAS appointments, Public Health appointments, so on and so forth.
Speaking of that painting that was purchased, I didn’t think it would sell. My girl in the gas mask usually doesn’t, and she pops up in numerous paintings. Even though those pieces are very personal. As I’ve mentioned before, she usually pops up during trying times.
The painting is called “No Trust”. It’s basically about how there was no trust between my ex-partner and I. He clearly didn’t trust me, and I should have seen it by the amount of times he came home from work to supposedly spend time, but truthfully, he just did so to check up on me. I couldn’t even go to the library during the day without being questioned. And my trust for him went down the drain after finding a recent nude picture of his ex girlfriend that was sent to him on his cell. So the painting is about that. And how he had the nerve to accuse me of cheating. Perhaps I was releasing some pain into the form of art. I tend to do that sometimes. Art is therapeutic, and it’s saved and healed me numerous times.
Anyways, onto other things. My eldest daughter seems to be transitioning fine into her new school. I guess it helps that she’s familiar with a student that also used to go to Wilton Grove Public School back when my eldest daughter lived with her father. So she has a friend off the bat. It’s a small world.
She says her teacher is really nice. So that makes me happy. I want her to enjoy school, not dread it.
I know her teacher from Tecumseh Public School was hoping we’d move into thier district. But there is no low income social housing for families in that area.
It’s a shame that my eldest daughter missed out on the field trip to the Grand Theatre because we were moving. But I’m sure her new school will offer some cultural experiences as well.
It’s funny, because my eldest daughter is now going to the school I was registering my son into years ago, before thier father took off with them. I have a good feeling about that school. Just because of how much they were ready to help my son out back in the day.
December 6th, 2017
My home is starting to look less cluttered. It’s starting to feel more like home. I still need to stock up on some things. But it’s getting there.
I guess I’ve been busting my ass off around here. I don’t realize how tired I am, until my youngest daughter naps and I’m passing out on the couch. Lol. Not only am I busy, but I’m so focused on getting this place in order it distracts me from other things. Yesterday I missed my prenatal appointment because I fell asleep on the couch. Mama needed to take a break apparently. Like I said, I don’t realize how tired I am until I’m out like a light…or after the fact and realize I had fallen asleep.
Anyways, my prenatal appointment has been rescheduled. Thank goodness. I’m pretty sure they said after that appointment, my visits will be weekly. Yup, getting that much closer to River’s arrival. I think my tummy dropped. It’s more noticeable when I stand up. But yeah, soon… Hopefully not too soon. I still need to get the infant car seat, and bassinet. Other than that…he’s got lots of clothes. Thanks to Anova, Zhawanoong, and people I’ve met at those shelters. I think his wardrobe is larger than all 3 of us ladies (my daughters and I) combined. Lol.
I’m glad my feet and ankles aren’t as swollen as they had gotten when I was pregnant with my youngest daughter. But I don’t feel as huge as I did with her. But then again, I’ve been a lot more active during this pregnancy, than any of my other pregnancies. I didn’t have a choice. I try to function as if I weren’t pregnant with all the running around I gotta do. However, if my body signals that I need to slow it down, I slow down. Others can wait. I read in a book somewhere that exercise is good for the babies brain anyways. Hopefully, because I haven’t eaten much fish during this pregnancy. I ate a lot of pork though. HAHA! So much so, that my eldest daughter hates pork now.
Other than that, I am thankful to have a friend that has the patience for my random emotional constipation, and has been helping around the house. I managed to get my youngest daughters crib up with the help of my eldest daughter. But we needed help with the curtains and other tasks around the house. Also, thanks to my new neighbor for lending me his tools to do this stuff. This seems like a really nice neighborhood so far. I think the kids and I will be okay here.
My other neighbor to the other side works in the library at my eldest daughters new school. So that’s cool.
Anyways, my Internet is getting hooked up today. However, the Bell guy came to the door, and then disappeared. Hopefully he returns before I got to head to Merrymount. My youngest daughter has her visit with her father. I cancelled last week because she had diarrhea, and after my OW appointment I was sent to 2 banks and back. I wouldn’t have made it to Merrymount on time. But OW was my priority. The sooner I got that taken care of, the sooner I got into my home. And voila! Here we are!
My OW appointment was kinda funny with my youngest daughter there. My worker said to let my daughter out of her stroller, she’ll be fine. There’s toys to play with. Haha! But nope. My youngest daughter is not a “stay put” kind of girl. She’s a little adventurer. So sure enough, poof! She was off running through the maze of cubicles, and mama had to chase her down, while my OW worker had to rush her work. Lol Sorry about that!
Anyways, more art news! I will be donating my blue 8×8 inch painting to an upcoming event. The event is called The Inaugural Holiday Hops for Hope. My painting will be a part of the auction. So if you want it… the London Brewing Co-op in the Old East Village is the place to go on December 14th (6-10pm)! Proceeds go to YOU London!
Anyways, I am writing a novel. Lol That’s enough for now. Busy busy! That’s my life! Thanks for reading! Peace and love – Pooks