I am what I am

This is a writing prompt that I do with my creative writing students. It always inspires them to write quiet a bit.

I am what I am. I am a mother of twins, a phrase that inspires awe in some or strange looks in others. I am strict and impatient at times, but fun loving and giggly at others. I am what I am. I am mother, microwave chef, chauffer, housekeeper, disciplinarian, nurse, teacher, police, judge, executioner. I am full of mistakes, redos, almosts. I am a well educated, overly educated, teacher of future generations. A writer, a knitter, a quilter, a painter, a reader, an eater. I am a pinterest addict, facebook lover, twitter tweeter, blog posting bitch. I have patience and am quick to like and to trust. I have been burned by others and changed but learned. I teach the future, I invest in my students but I call them my kids. I watch them grow. I am what I am. I am a survivor. I have over come the dark recesses of post partum depression. I let post partum obsessive compulsive disorder take over my life, but sought help on my own. I take meds but I am happy. I am what I am. I overcame my fears and I am a happy mother. A mother who will be there for her girls and celebrate their lives. I am a mother but also a teacher and wife and woman. I am what I am.

Nice to see everyone again. My goal this summer is to come back full force!