I am not your “baby daddy”.

I’m sick and tired of seeing these little girls get on social media such as Facebook and brag about partying, tattoos, and materialistic garbage when they have NO JOB. This week they’re spending money like it’s going out of style, and next week will be bashing their “baby daddy” and asking for a handout. Get off your butt and get to work! I don’t care if you’re 18 or 28, you’re not grown.

A grown woman, a real mother puts her child or children first. Don’t worry, before you try to sale me some sob story, I know your kids are well taken care of, they’re fully covered on Medicaid and you get $500 a month in food stamps. That does not cover diapers, and that does not cover clothing. Oh! Wait, you get child support? Well, that’s supposed to support you child. It’s called child support not sorry support. You can’t take care of them if you’re buying yourself a new wardrobe or tattoos.

Let me clarify, I am NOT talking about those who need help to get back on their feet. I am specifically talking about those who ignore their child’s needs in order to cater to their own. Children half dressed, or looking like a mess, while you roll out the red carpet and get those nails done. Please, have several seats because you’re about to be schooled.

A real woman has morals, standards, and self respect. If you are wondering if I’m talking about you, you may want to check yourself. I am disgusted with this generation of illiterate people that try to claim they have it so hard, and they’re just trying to make it on their own, when my tax dollars are supporting them. If I’ve offended you, I can NOT say that I am sorry. Please feel free to keep scrolling, or ignore this article. I would hate to hurt your feelings when you’re wrecking my paychecks!

I firmly believe anyone who genuinely needs help should have the opportunity for it. Welfare was made as a stepping stone for people to get back on track. To help those who have stumbled. It was not made to replace a piece of crap “baby daddy” and support habits. I have had enough! I am not your “baby daddy” and I’m tired of giving out money. It isn’t free because I have actually worked for it! We all stumble but to survive, you better learn how to climb. I’m tired of climbing with a family of 5 on my back!!!!

You know what else I don’t like? Lazy parenting! Stop worrying about drugs and luxury things and take care of your kid! Most of these so called “woman” are only concerned with partying, drugs, and taking men from one another. Ladies, you really need to step it up If you want a man to commit to you. You will never have a good man if you spend your time at the clinic and in the streets. “When you know better, you do better.” now you know better.

What man wants a woman that’s too busy running the streets to run the kitchen? There isn’t one. That life may work for a while, but it won’t get you anywhere. Trust me, I’ve seen it with my own eyes. If you are married, you had better start praying for your marriage. This is a dead end road. The world does not owe you anything. That goes for men and woman. The actions you take don’t just hurt you but your children as well. Don’t be supposed when others don’t want you around. It’s a proven fact, you are most like the 5 people you spend the most time with. Who are you surrounding yourself with? The only person who is going to help you, is you. Get up and get to growing up. Help yourself and help your children.

You can’t silence a Mother.

I am a fighter. I am a giver. I am the first to say when you are wrong, and the first to stand behind you. I am opinionated, and I care. I love you. I am your mother.

A few days ago I stumbled across an article by another woman. In short she stated that “there is nothing special about being a mother, especially a stay at home mother. Anyone can do it. Being a mother is not an accomplishment.” I disagree. Becoming a mother is the greatest privilege of a woman. In today’s society it seems if we aren’t chasing a career or becoming a millionaire we are less than equal. I find that hard to swallow.

Somewhere along the way society has forgotten what a mother truly is. I am not an oven. I didn’t carry you for nine months to throw you to the wolves of this world. I will not allow them to chew you up and spit you out. I will stand by you, beside you, and in front of you when needed. I am your mother and you are my world.

There aren’t many things in this world that will send me into a fit of rage but let me assure you, my children are top on the list of things that will. I take my family as serious as one can. I am a young mother who works a full tim job. I dedicate every free moment of my life to my family. My husband is our rock. He is the provider, and the head of our home. I am proud to say I dote on my children and my husband. I would gladly give up anything and everything that should stand between me and those three.

Everyone is entitled to an opinion, but since when should ours be silenced? You can’t silence a mother and I refuse to be quite. It seems the only thing in mainstream media these days are from people taking away Jesus, taking away our pride, and those that belittle one who may be different. Being different is what makes each one of us special. I don’t judge those who choose not to have children and spend their lives married. I am proud of the life I’ve made for myself. I’m proud of the home I’ve built. Each of us come together completing our family. That is something to be proud of, not frowned upon. Regardless of whether you see it making front page news.

My children are the greatest thing I’ve ever experienced. My family, my husband, and my two beautiful children are by far my greatest accomplishment. Anyone who says that isn’t an “accomplishment” has never experienced true love. I don’t just kiss boo boo’s, and comb hair. I am much more than a cook, and house keeper. I am a mother. I create people. Real, living, breathing, people. Some children will grow up to be doctors or lawyers, others an artist or teacher. Remember if it where not for a mother these “people” would fail to exist.

Being a mother is the hardest job there is. The balancing act between love and discipline. Trying to build a strong bond with each of them. Allowing them to grow and experience life. Teaching them love, respect, honesty, and then allowing them to spread their wings and fly. A mother gives her entire life for her children. Every ounce of time and every smidgen of love a heart can hold. Only to release and let them go. Before you say being a mother isn’t hard, before you say being a mother isn’t something to be proud of, ask yourself who you would be today without the role of your mother.