I am Tatiana Louise.
Granddaughter to Irene, Jakob, Regina, Martha and Hans.
Daughter of Erwin and Sylvia.
Sister to Johnny
Wife to Johnathan
Godmama to Monkey and Tater
Auntie to Zombie Snack.
Stepford Derby wife to Portage N' Maim
Soulmate to Jamie
Wonder Woman in Waiting
I am the chaos to your logic.
I am zany serenity.
I am maniacal laughter.
I am a book case where everything is "just so".
I am coffee mugs left every where.
I am a fearless blocker, occasional jammer and, an eternal mega fan.
I am a box of 64 crayolas with sharpener.
I am a pair of chuck taylors that have seen better days.
My personality will enter a room before I do and it will linger long after I leave.
My tattoos remind me of the poetry of life and moments in time.
My hair is a kaleidoscope of my every whim.
My crappy knee is a history book of adventures and risks taken.
My past doesn't define me, it shapes me, but doesn't hold me back.
My future is a bright Brighton Pier.
My choices are my own and I will live with them come what may.
My shoes will forever pile up by the door because my house my rules.
My home will not be company ready at all times.
My beauty is not defined by a dress size, the inches on my waist or something "fat free" in my fridge.
I will write with reckless abandon and see if a book happens.
I will fall in love with Johnathan over and over and over and over.
I will sit in the quiet of the day and become okay with my own silence.
I will draw attention to myself.
I will have adventures, misadventures and aimless wanderings.
I will be the girl you've heard all about.
I will colour outside the lines.
I will stop caring what you think.
I will eat peanut butter right of the jar.
I embrace the road less traveled by.
I embrace my own brand of romance.
I embrace my imperfect marriage.
I embrace being 7000 km away from those who love me most.
I embrace this place as our home.
I embrace the notion that most of the time, I have no idea what I'm doing.
I embrace "suddenly"
I embrace the fact that I can't read a compass.
I embrace my love handles, that my thighs touch and my tummy.
No longer will I let things live rent free in my head.
No longer will I let things send me into a fit of manic cleaning.
No longer will I throw things in anger.
No longer will I worry about situations I can't control.
No longer will I try to please you and let you stress me out.
No longer will I feel guilty about not procreating within the first 6 years of marriage.
No longer will I judge you based on your poor grammar.
No longer will I care if my glass if half full or half empty, I will just be happy I have a glass to fill.
I am strong when I need to be.
I am brave when I have to be.
I am scared of spiders.
I am peaceful when the moment calls for it.
I am oozing with enthusiasm.
I am my own hero.
I am what I need to when I have to be.
I wrote my Womanifesto to accept the challenge put forth by Jes from The Militant Baker. She rocks my world. She says a Womanifesto is "a written statement declaring publicly the intentions, motives, and views of its female author. May include themes of empowerment, independence, self love, consciousness, affirmation, and individual acceptance; your positive beliefs about yourself. Created to give self-described definition in regards to the innate beauty inside of every woman. Yes, even you."