Self-Introduction: “A Fulltime Mom”

Hello everyone. I am hapy to be here because my mother-in-law Rainbowdash invited me.She said that it is her friend @olivia08 who invited her and she invited me too. As of now, it is hard for me to begin here and I need a coaching. But thanks to Olivia who is our coach. She’s very kind. That’s why she deserves all the blessings in the world. That is why she has a lot of friends. We may not even met yet but my in-law said that she is trustworthy, helpful, thoughtul and generous!

So in the picture is me. I am 32 years old. I have two kids. My eldest is 9 years old boy. My youngest is 5 years old girl. I am happily married for 9 years. When we go out, some people would assume that I’m just seventeen and they say I am my mother-in-law’s daughter. They also say that I am the victim of teenage pregnancy, but they are certainly wrong. I just look young because I was very thin and these days, I added a few weight. It only means that people immediately judge you of how you look. The world is very judgemental.

This is my small family. I am a full time mother. Everyday, I cook three times a day. I cook early in the morning because my husband goes to work and my children go to school. But right now, it’s summer here, that means, the schools are closed. It will start on June. My home chores are lessened. Aside from cooking, I wash the clothes. I wash the dishes. I clean the yard. I take care of our dogs. I clean the house and the cr. I pay the bills. I take care of our other animals.

This is our rooster. My son loves to take care of him. He loves to bring him to other rooster in the neighbor to cockfight. It worries me though, because I did not teach him to do it in his young age. Maybe he learned it from our neighborhood who always go to the cockpit to bet money. This rooster is brave. He does not surrender on the fight. But somehow I’m scared he will be defeated and be dead. I would cry because I love our pets so much.

My daughter Mackenzie graduated daycare on March. On June, she will be grade one. She is no longer a daycare. I can still remember how dependent she was of mom on her first day on preschool. She cried inside the classroom because parents were not allowed. Now she is grade one. Time flies so fast. Later, she will become college and all these are just memories to collect.

Bye and nice to meet you all. Time to cook dinner. 🍗🧅🫚🫑🥬🥕🌶️🍆🍍

Hi Sir @justinpark. I hear great stories about you.