Mama Liger

23. Grad Student. Wife. Mother. Living my dreams in paradise. <3
"Be who God meant you to be and you'll set the world on fire"



Because Pitbulls need love too.

Reblogging because the top one looks like my Zorro did <3

A carefree black girl (via thedappledsky)

man i love this more than anything

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I feel so happy about this

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She loves her coconut oil, shea butter, black soap, olive oil, natural hair, saggy clothes, long dresses, hair wraps, twist outs, lemon water, green tea, grapes, sunflowers, friends, family, and future.
What’s a label? She doesn’t have one




"Mexicans are taking our jobs" but y’all took thousands of Africans to do yours



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32 weeks

Let the official 5-8 week countdown begin.


Christian Bale is going to play Moses and where oh where are all the white people who are always so angry about race bending and historical accuracy??? Where are you??? Why are you not outraged??? I thought movies had to be historically accurate and races should never change from the source material???

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Craig and Bo ended up having to take me to the ER last night/this morning →





Over some serious stomach/lower back pains that were reminiscent of a killer tummy ache. And as always, the pain dissipated right when I had a room in Labor & Delivery.

The nurse hooked up a monitor to my belly, and for about four hours we…

Be careful missy, that baby ain’t done cooking yet

You’re right! He better keep sweet and stay in place :D

Did they tell what caused the discomfort?




i’d push him down a flight of stairs for $20 lmao

I’d do it and then give away a kit kat bar Lol I already have all the motivation I need

Idk do it for chicken nuggets and fries ohhh and reese’s puffs cereal.

I’d push him into oncoming traffic for $75 and some In n Out.

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Do you think every president goes through a awkward first few weeks in office when they’re not sure when’s the right time to ask if aliens are real or not?

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Thoughts of the Bath

(Also on my blog)
Like most people I take great solace in and understand the work of a quality bubblebath. Because my little love is still cooking I can’t sink into scorching hot water but I can and do still indulge in the occassional (more than occasional) date with Mr. Bubble, flickering candles, and Spotify. Aside from clearing my mind, I surround myself with water in the hopes that one day Liam will too understand its power and serenity. Sometimes we dance together, feeling the rhythm of the music as we weightlessly sway side-to-side, my hands on my belly as if I was holding his hands teaching him his first steps. Other times I just talk to him and watch as he nestles himself deep within my womb feeling a similar type of relaxation as I nestle myself deeper and deeper into the cloud of bubbles around me.
On today’s edition of Thoughts of the Bath, I find myself trying to shake a number of fears, worries and anxieties. As many of you know I live on the tiny little island of Okinawa, Japan and while it’s a wonderful experience, one that I don’t take for granted, island fever and an overall sense of disconnectedness is an inevitable side effect with very little opportunity for cure or relief. Granted, my recent case of the fever can easily be attributed to third trimester hormones, but nonetheless it is real and kicking my little brown butt. Now, before I get into the details, please no one read any further into this than necessary. Likewise, please do not take any of it personally as I understand that despite our age of social networking and our vastly advanced personal communication devices we all have lives and limitations — nothing I can rightfully fault any of us for.
Since finding out I was expecting I looked forward to (but slightly dreaded) all of the family excitement. The check-in calls and texts, the unneccessary amounts of advice and of course the gifts (I know, kinda shallow) for our newest addition. But after our grand announcement at I believe 10 weeks I quickly realized that none what I was looking forward to was coming and as the weeks and months went on I let go of any hope that it would magically come. About a week ago I told my mom that I felt like the family had forgotten about us, and that I totally understood because we do live way the hell out here and its not like we can just hope in the car and visit for the weekend. After that admission I figured I’d just get over it but I didn’t and coupled with the fact that my husband is away on yet another TDY, I can’t get the notion out of my head. This morning I actually started to worry because Liam’s going to be born out here and I fear that just like the announcement of his conception, the news of his birth will rise and then fall into obsecurity. I know in reality that he (and us) are very much loved by our families but in this, case absence does not make the heart grow fonder, rather it makes one wonder if their absence is even noticed.
And my poor husband, I think he’s been here for so long that he’s developed an acute immunity to the fever. Plus, I’ll admit I’m a special case when my emotions and thoughts get the best of me, so I sympathize with the fact that he doesn’t always know how to respond to or comfort me — especially with so many other things on his mind. It’s tough being the head of a household,but I’m sure its even harder when I’m in the Lieutenant seat.
I’m not quite sure what I’m expecting from this…I honestly don’t think I’m expecting anything at all. I just really needed to get some things off of my chest and onto paper (well, you know what I mean).

Til next time loves.

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