Over a Month


It’s been over a month since my last post. Life has been busy. By the time I get down time, I’m not inclined to post. Could it be that my blog days are coming to an end? Or is it just a dry spell? Either way, I’m happy.

I think I’m at a stage in life where I am just happy. I started this blog because I was lost. I forgot who I was. I was sad, lonely, unsure of myself, but I’ve come a long way.

I’ve figured out a lot of things since I started this bblog. Being a mom and wife, you tend to forget that you were once your own person and you wear out. I started to blog to figure things out and I think I have.

I have decluttered my life (most of it). We donate what we no longer need around the house and even though we have a long way to go, we’ve come a long way and that is just dandy. 

Also, I’ve decluttered my life from toxic people. It really is amazing when you realize that someone in your life can be so toxic. They justify being cruel with being honest, but in a one way street sort of way. Get Rid of Them!

Replace the toxic friends with good friends. Ah, the difference can lift you up so high, you then wonder why it took you so long. Fear of change…LET IT GO! preach it Elsa!

Remember what made you happy and do it. For me, it has been drawing, dancing, listening to music. Now I draw, sing and dance with my boys. Combining all my loves together.

Take time for yourself. Quiet time can be so nice. But also hanging out with the girls once in a while. Feel so good.

Take time with your spouse. I can’t even tell you how much better things are between myself and my eye candy hunk of a man. Taking time to cuddle and watch a show, letting Grandma watch the kids so we can have a cup of coffee in the sweet sound of nothing. It almost takes you back to the years before the house and kids. Oh, the sweetness.

Talking about sweetness…

My youngest and oldest had birthdays. 

My piece of heaven turned 7!!! Wow, it still amazes me how big 7 is.

He’s lost four teeth and is so big. Too big, too responsible, too sweet for a 7 year old. I love who he is, but he acts like a grown up. I have to silly him up a little bit. Nevertheless, I’m lucky to be his mommy. I miss his babyness.

My monja-monja baby just turned 1! Two days before his biggest brother.

This guy is walking, talking, even pointed his finger at me and said “Dada”, so I had to call Dada so he could tell on me. This guy has 4 teeth (He took his brothers). Loves to eat and he is so much fun.

My grateful meter blew a fuse. It’s on overload. I have a wonderful husband and children. Great friends. What more can a girl ask for?

Really love that smile! 

Love my crew! 

Does this mean I have figured out everything?  NO WAY!!! I still lose my cool, think I need to be locked up and given a time out. Homeschooling can be hair pulling awful. I still could tone up, meh. My house is still messy, I could be more social. I have not gotten the cooking thing down…ahhhhh! 

But I’m no longer drowning. I don’t need this blog anymore. I’m ok. I’m going to make it. Bittersweet, but relieving. I will stick around, but just to check others out and maybe I can figure out something else to write about.

Writing this is so freeing…hope you find your freedom as well…

The Life of Love


This little guy took 2 steps towards Daddy on the 2nd of this month.  He says “Daddy” with the sweetest baby voice and “Ma”with a sound that I describe as an angry goat. He’s such a Daddy’s boy. But his hugs are so sweet, kisses and laugh that tickle the heart, he loves mama so much. I love to squeeze him and say “Mama Loves!”

This boy here after 2 years of saying he’s 4, is finally 5! Can’t say I didn’t cry about it, because I did. Who knew such things would make a mom so emotional. But he’s no longer a baby. Five is a big number, he acts like such a big boy. This one is for sure a mommy’s boy. If I pretend I’m crying when baby hurts me, his eyes water even though he knows I’m faking. I always have to kiss him for being my sweet baby boy who loves mommy to pieces. I love my Angel Face!

This piece of heaven here has lost his 3rd tooth already! He is almost 7 and I truly don’t know how I feel about that. Is time flying? Am I missing something? How did he get so tall, so big, so responsible so fast? I don’t even know, this sweet piece of heart is very observant, very kind, thoughtful and every sweet word in the book. He will come and say, “I think you are tired, what can I do to help you?” I try my best to suck things up, I don’t want to ever burden him, but he just wants to help. I am so lucky to have such a beautiful soul so close to me. Mommy is so blessed.

This Man, this piece of hunkness, this beautiful man that got in the way of my dreams. Instead, he led me to a life that I never knew existed full of love that I never thought I deserved. He gave me the gift of friendship, companionship and love. We share a home which is my haven. Together we created this family which I am forever grateful for.

With life stresses, sometimes it’s hard to count your blessings. But I really am trying to let them know every day how thankful I am and how much I love them. We have to live as if everyday could be our last.

And if you are reading this, I am grateful for you, because no matter how briefly you meet someone, they change your life forever!

Sweet Dreams and God Bless!

9 Months


Time flies when you area mom. Except, I thought it was Tuesday since Saturday. I kept thinking the boys had Ninja Warrior class. 

Anyway, sharing my pieces of heacen, here’s are my 3 little monkeys.

My caramel bon bon…


My vanilla custard…

And My Cookie… Eating a cracker (9 months today).

Oh the sweetness in my life!

The Writing Type


I have definitely slowed down with the blogging. I have been trying to do too many things, but yet, not accomplishing much. I am too scattered, too disorganized.

Our home is a mess, everywhere you turn… messy. I can’t seem to find anything, I can’t seem to put anything away. I’ll go to the kitchen cabinet, open it and blank out. What am I doing? Ooh, I need socks. Then I proceed to the basement to get socks, but come up with towels completely forgetting the socks and then as I get called because I’m needed, I absently put the towels on whatever surface area is near. 

Still, I have about five bags of donations. Which, maybe I should restart my Get Rid of It!!! posts on a weekly scale, rather than a daily.

I guess I am needed by my supposed to be sleeping child (1am), so I have to cut it short (story of my life).

#Boymom


This is the only hashtag that I am fond of, other than that, I call this… The pound sign. Hey, don’t you ‘boo’at me, I’m that kind of girl.

Anyway…I… Ordered… A… Trampoline!!! An 80 incher that is going to go in the basement. I saw it on Amazon for $124 and I just did it.

Winters are long here and I am not a fan of going to the museum, or really anywhere when it’s freezing. Mainly because of snotty children. So I and my wonderful Hubba-dub decided to turn the basement into a boy cave. 

The following will be a sweet surprise Christmas morning.

I am really excited about this… The boys need a way to let out steam and I think this is it.


This neat little table, I will be purchasing next week. The boys absolutely love air hockey. But wait till they see the foosball and billiards…I can’t wait to be called the best mom in the universe.

My big guy wants to take drum lessons and so, a corner of the basement will be converted into a mini strange. Complete with…

A microphone for my little guy who loves to sing. I really am having lots of fun thinking about this project. Now I am hoping grandma will get the boys…

Bad photo, but grandma keeps asking me what to get the boys. Why not this? 

Originally, we were talking about a bedroom makeover, but I wanted something more fun since I’m out of Christmas ideas. Besides, we are selling the house some time in this lifetime (I hope). I am looking forward to seeing how this turns out.

What are your Christmas ideas? Or Hanukkah, or Kwanza, or Three Kings Day?

Le Poison


It has been cold after cold in this house. The last one felt like the flu. My boys love to put their hand on their face, then this happens.

Baby attacks big Brothers with kisses, then attacks Mama and Dada with kisses. Hence the whole household of yuck-yuck!

But who can turn down a baby kiss? NO ONE!

This, angel face of mine. I barely have photos of, because he usually runs away blurring his face, but he agreed this time because he wanted me to post it.

He lost his baby face look after baby was born. It was insane, almost happened overnight. I’m so sad about it. He acts so big too. He helps with baby also.

I love how they play together! How did I get so lucky?

My biggest boy here is riding his bike without training wheels. It’s fun! 

I’m all over the place here, which is the reason why I haven’t been writing. I’m just too tired.

Regardless, this is the best I could do for now.

Lots of Love…