Monday, September 20, 2010

Feeling Weak And Chesty And Itchy Eyes

no time, but dying to be written so excited Excited


Stealing a moment
my job to hang something on my blog after a month almost ... or more? I do not remember.

He fulfills my daughter was cute until I went to dance to a chair for the crazy hour (children's party went from being a bachelorette party I think) in end.


Jannice
's face was too bright, full of happiness, the clown and the guy dressed as the Backyardigans Tasha were complete happiness for my daughter. As I watched from afar while everyone walked entranced appetizers, children were fighting to fill their bag of goodies, parents talked, the clown was with his show and I was with mine.

did not want to mourn, I was dying to do it, I won for the first time the tears. Jannice's father, as has now become Franco, was unfazed when he almost begged him to stay by his daughter.

August 20 while securing the boxes of surprises, I heard my daughter singing, something I Rosette to the last bone, you have no father, if I have, you have no father, if I have.
immediately asked why he sang it, to which Jannicita managed to say: well my friends tell me school.

Why I asked.

I do not collect Franco - I said my little girl.

But you know that your dad works so you can not pick - I said.

Patty's father works and comes to pick it up - my dwarf replied sadly.

Do not listen, I will take every day instead leads them mobility - I said.

We hugged and that was the conversation, but I was annoyed, wanting to mourn greatly. Recognizing that my daughter was growing up, that soon no longer be satisfied with simple answers, which eventually would have to say that Dad was not that you were not, he did not want to be. Jannice

too clever for their cortitos 3 years old. It seems a little old lady telling me my friends. But that being old lady brings endless fears for me. That prompted

soon, as I say I do not have a home set up, as we say she and I, his father figure is his grandfather (who loves by the way), how to tell a thousand things not as say them, not even explain them to me.

My friends from work say they do not make me problems, I am a good mother and she will appreciate it ... but none of them have children ... then they can not understand my anger, my confusion concern that I feel every day or just the melancholy that I feel when I pass a dad with his daughter, when I see how they play, such as the famous bear making them happy sentadotas capachín and over the shoulders of the father, feeling that at the top of the world.

I will not be able to give that image to my dwarf, at best I can tell a trusted friend that will make capachín my daughter, but nothing more. Perhaps

be my own fears, I do not know. Sometimes Jannice is so happy, sometimes it's sad ... looks a lot like me, have my own moods, and we have an amazing facility to pass from joy to deep sadness ... in order.

Jannice Day Birthday I was happy, we sing happy birthday and ate cake, we have video and even today is October 17, we happy ... without it.