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Story of my life written by jenissa tolliver

  August evening, I was brought into this world, new fingers and ten wiggly toes. Blessed with pretty brown eyes and a soul that speaks through them. Years went by to fast for my mother but seemed to drag on for me. Each Moment, a different rhythm, in our shared reality. Age 13, found out that I have a different dad. Couldn't wrap my mental. Nothing made sense, love was now in question. Shattered pieces of my heart, seeking understanding. We met face to face, butterflies in My stomach, years of wondering Now led to this moment, unmistakably Iconic. Meeting my bio dad for the first time, a blend of excitement, nerves, and thoughts sublime. Time passes, we met again only for you to tell me Florida is calling you home and that's where you’ll be. Our newfound bond stretched across miles, holding onto moments, cherishing little smiles. Met someone who created a world of lies, A fake reality that had me under a trance. Caught in illusions blinded by his disguise, only to realize the ...

Coffee Conversation

It’s just a regular morning for me, I wake up and all I can think about is that first cup of coffee. It’s an aroma of smells, every morning, greeting all my senses awake. Coffee pot leaving a trail for all the coffee addicts in the house. It’s me, I’m the coffee addict, and this aroma is my wake-up call, my daily ritual, and my little piece of heaven.  A warm embrace as the world wakes up. A symphony of flavor in every line. Steam rises gently, a fleeting mist, a moment of solace, not to be missed.Sipping slowly, eyes closed tight, finding comfort in each sip’s delight. Coffee, oh coffee, my morning muse. You life my spirits, chase away my blues. From the first sip to the very last, in your warmth, my worries are cast. A faithful companion, through day and night, in your embrace, everything feels right. With every brew, my heart sings true, coffee, dear coffee forever i cherish you.

The Silent Struggle: Trust Issues

  Trust is the foundation for any healthy relationship, whether it’s with a partner, family member, friend, or colleague. However, trust can be fragile, and once broken, it can be challenging to rebuild. Trust issues can arise from past experiences, insecurities, and fears, and they can significantly impact our interactions  and relationships. In this blog post, I want to share my personal journey through trust issues, their effects, and how I've tried to overcome them.       Trust issues have been a part of my life for as long as I remember. Whether it was the result of past betrayals or simply the fear of being hurt, the ability to fully trust others has always been a challenge or I trust too easily and still get hurt. Trust issues have had a profound impact on my relationships. Distrust created a barricade , leading to constant suspicion and misunderstandings. It affected my self-esteem, making me feel like I was unworthy of love and support. Communicati...

The Big Girl Bed Diaries: Our Journey From Co-Sleeping

   ❤✨Hello Beautiful Mama's Have you struggled through transitioning our little ones from our beds to their very own big girl bed? If so, PLEASE send help!! This mama is definitely struggling.  Transitioning from co-sleeping to a big girl bed is a monumental step for both toddlers and parents alike. As we navigate this journey, there are moments of joy, frustration, and everything in between. Now if that ain't true then I don't know what is. "how's it going" you ask. NOT GREAT. Not only is Tiny feeling big emotions but so is this mama.  Today marks day one out of six tries ( all different times, yes I know consistently is Key). Each time I try to get Tiny to sleep in her own bed, it's a damn fight and boy, does it hurt my heart. I'll get her all set up in bed, without tears. Then it starts. Knocking on the door, screaming, the alligator tears, the repetitive needing of something, and the constant up down motion from my office chair. This entire time, I...

I Am Trying

  I Am Trying Chasing perfection, with love as my guide. In motherhood's journey, where doubts often hide... I am trying, don’t you see? I get up every morning even when it's a mental battle to put my feet into motion. I am trying, don’t you see? I clean up after us, not all times but I do and I wish you would notice. I am trying, don’t you see? I’m trying to understand the role of a mother but no manual was given at birth. I am trying, don’t you see? I try even when the reflection looking back at me is unrecognizable      That child is my world and I will forever put her first. You question my ability to provide for my daughter, my brain already does that for you, but watch me rise above, proving my love, in everything I do.      My daughter is my everything, my breath each day. She brings light to my life in a magical way. In ways she’ll never know. She rescued me. Her love, her laughter, sets my spirit free. She’s my reason, my hope, my endless deli...

Hearing 'I Love You"

💘💫 Hearing those three words from the man who truly shows he loves you for the first time just hits different. The world doesn’t talk about it enough, I think. They say “If he wanted to, he would” and ladies hear me out… This works for same state relationships and long distant relationships. Personally, for me, these words have a way of making me weak, but in the best possible way. And when he says them just right, from Mr. Thinks He’s Right, they have a special power that melts my heart. In the realm of love, three little words hold immense power: “I love you.” When said by Mr. Future Husband, these words have the ability to make a girl feel incredible. It’s a simple phrase, yet it carries a depth of emotion that can transform her entire world. In the grand tapestry of life, these moments of love and connection are the threads that weave together a beautiful story. So, whether you’re hearing these words for the first time or the hundredth, cherish them and let them be a reminder of ...

The Constant Need

  Because my car is not the only thing that runs at 100 miles an hour… The constant “mama” from the back seat while driving then add the brain that is running at 100 mph. Thought after thought, list after list, everything comes with a flash and that final “mama” breaks through your thoughts. Out of frustration, you turn around and your voice is raised as you say “what?” That little smile that once was there fades away which makes you realize your raised voice was maybe a little too harsh. Brings me back to reality and realize that I'm talking to my best friend, my mini me. Patience floods in again, because how dare I lose my temper at my child, but we’re human right? Moments like these are lessons to discern, So the future me can flourish and earn a life for my child well deserved.   I started attacking myself, I think we would call this motherly guilt, wondering if what I did was enough, but after all I didn't have much help. That weight begins to take its place in my sto...

Five More Minutes

   Five More Minutes The too-do list continues to scream at me but messes around the house are pulling at my attention.” Mama”, my brain not registering what was just said. My brain desperately needs a break, a breath, or even five minutes of absolute silence. I’m begging. “Mama” Still not realizing that the tiny human that depends on me, is calling for her mother. My heart starts to race and my body temp starts rising. Is this what we call being overstimulated? Over stimulation is like a radio that’s picking up too many stations at once, with all the noise blending into a chaotic symphony. Lights are flashing, sounds are booming, and every little thing feels so overwhelming and so intense, it’s like drinking from a fire hose. Too much, Too fast, and all at once. Feeling this rush of frustration, it’s like all my senses are being pulled in every direction, unable to find peace. In desperate need of a break, my mind drifts back to my last vacation- a serene escape that brough...

Introduction

❤ Hey there, Lovely Mama's!☕❤ I'm so glad you're here. My name is Jenissa Tolliver, and I'm the heart and soul behind this cozy corner of the Internet; Mama's Coffee Hour. As a mother, I know firsthand the beautiful chaos that comes with Motherhood. From the sleepless nights to the endless cuddles, the struggles with the terrible twos to the heart warming victories, every moment is a part of this incredible journey. That's why I created Mama's Coffee Hour. A place where moms of all kinds can come together, share stories, and find support through any storm. Whether you're a mama with fur babies, have little ones here on earth, or have precious babies in heaven, this blog is for you. Our community is a safe haven where you can chat, laugh, cry and hopefully find a bestie who understands. A little about me: I'm a mom of my precious almost three year old. Woah... I just realized she's almost three. Where did that time go? Crazy. Anyways, I'm a si...

Hello Beautiful, Welcome

 Hello and welcome to our cozy corner of the Internet! I'm so excited to have you here at Mama's Coffee Hour, a space dedicated to the beautiful journey of Motherhood in all it's forms. whether you're celebrating wins or navigating challenges, you've found a place where you belong. At Mama's Coffee Hour, we understand that Motherhood comes in many shapes and sizes. This Blog is a safe haven for any kind of mama. If you're a mama with fur babies. let's chat and share stories! If you have precious babies in heaven, we'll find you comfort and support my Darlin'. We'll also share valuable parenting tips and insights to help you navigate the journey, from those joyous first steps to the challenging days of the terrible two's, we'll become a virtual village for the mental state of each mother. Your feelings are valid and will be heard queen! I've got your back. When life gets to chaotic, grab your phone and reach out to this group about...