Writer's Workshop Wednesday ~ Mia from "We're all a little mad here"

Welcome to Writer's Workshop Wednesday!  This is my way of paying it forward to all the people out there who want to start writing, but don't have their own blogs yet, or who are established writers that are looking to appeal to a different audience.  I have also opened this up to those who would like to post anonymously about topics that are too difficult to write about publicly. Each week, I will host one or two posts by different writers.

I hope that you enjoy this series, I hope you find some new writers to follow, I hope this helps them out and I hope we can all learn something from them!

Up first, a submission from Mia, also known as Mad Madam Mom, the brains behind We're All a Little Mad Here. She was excited to take part in this series, as she runs a Facebook page, but hasn't branched out into blogging yet. Without further adieu, Mia~


Stop mocking me blank piece of paper! 

Or rather blank Wordpad document! 

I'm trying! 

I'm racking my brain to come up with an idea of a blog post, I really am, but all I can think about it how it's nap time. And how much I lurve nap time. I'm not strict about much with my two minions but nap time, bed time and kindness are at the top of the list. I love the peace and quiet after the kid's doors are closed. The sweet sound of *..CRASH.. pause...no screaming. Ok we're good.* relative silence. 

Lil Miss is five and "too old" for naps. Girl! I'm 31 and I will never be too old for a nap. I take one sometimes too, that's why it's called nap time! Duh. But she is not too old for "quiet time". It's all the same to me, Sweetheart, as long as you're in your room with the door closed playing or reading quietly, that's awesome. 

Now hush, Mommy's writing here. 

Where was I? Ah yes, being mocked by a blankity blank blank piece of paper. 

I really like to write but I can't really plan it out ahead of time. I have to wait for my brain to say, "HEY! This is funny! Write it down!" That's why I love the book of face so much. I can just pop onto my phone or computer and throw out a funny status about how Sir, who is about to be three in July (be still my heart), has found the utter joy in antagonizing his sister. (And now, by some kind of sorcery and skullduggery, I'll turn it into a blog post!) I'll admit, I think his antics are pretty funny sometimes, and she gives as good as she gets. But I'm sick to death of saying, "Be nice!" "No hitting!" "Why did you try to ride the dog!??" on repeat. I'm sure it's only just begun, these crazies of mine are just that, crazy. 

It's a good thing the Husby and I have been touched by the crazy wand ourselves. We've been able to laugh through most of it and hand out liberal time outs when the laughing stops. Even the adults get time outs around here.. I gave myself one just the other day. It's still called a time out when I'm hiding in the bathroom playing Candy Crush on my phone, right? 

More often than not, though, I'm just staring at their little faces in such awe that the Universe decided that these two are the two souls we've been blessed with to help guide them through this life. Their conceptions were kismet so I shouldn't be surprised. I think they were just waiting around for us to figure out it was about time. 

I wondered all my life what my purpose was, my mom said my conception was pretty earth-shattering in that she was using ample protection at the time. So I must be here for a reason, right? Well, the day Lil Miss arrived, I figured it out. 

It's my job, with the help of the most amazing Daddy ever, to rear these minions, not for the child labor as I once thought, but as high functioning human beings who have love for all other human beings. Sounds pretty simple.. as long as I could get through the crazy baby stages. I am so much better at the 2+ stage, they can talk then. Granted, I've only progressed to the 5+ stage so we'll see what the dreaded Teen Years are like. I'll probably wish I never taught them the joy of sarcasm and wit and the well-timed eye roll. But for now, we're a happy bunch. 

I'm finding more about myself that isn't completely centered around these dang kids and I like what I'm finding. I have big plans and I am slowly uncovering the path to the vision I see as our future. I've learned that it doesn't matter what happened yesterday, only that I remember what I have learned from each and every experience. I have learned to be present in the present, to pay attention to what's happening right now because it won't happen again. 

Sir won't say, "You sit wif me?" for much longer and pretty soon, Lil Miss will be reading all the bedtime books herself. 

I am so excited for what our future holds but I'm not wishing away the present to get there.

Well, looky there. It looks like I done wrote a blog post. Funny how once I start typing it all just shows up the screen there. Huh.