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…

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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!

Get Rid of it 2017!!!


The weather outside is frightful… The south towns got slammed with snow. We have a lot of chills and winds. So, we stayed in, we stayed in, we stayed in…

We seemlessly did school work today (miracle),  the boys played with remote control cars (for hours) they received from Grandma and Papa. Then watched Scooby-Doo and Harry Potter. I forget how long the movie is, but I couldn’t back out after I absentmindedly said yes

So…I did what I have been doing (but not blogging)… Getting rid of things!!! 

So… For those who have not read before, I had posted Get Rid Of It!!! For a whole year, I aimed to get rid of something every day to get rid of clutter. Now…***GOOD WARNING*** IT GETS ADDICTING. 

Although, I didn’t get a chance to do it every single day (I have somewhat of a life you know😉). Some days I went through closets and drawers and was able to get rid of boxes of things, making up for lost time plus more.

So, sometimes I just need to do certain things… For example, the cabinet next to the bathroom. It was so cluttered and really, I had cleared it up a year or two ago, so it was driving me crazy. It doesn’t seem like much, but I got rid of two bags full of stuff. 

That is the second one… I thought, I can post this (I’m brilliant). Notice… Those are tickets to Disney on Ice that we went to last January. Reminds me that I should do that this year. We really enjoyed it. 

Then while my mind is going nuts about how I want to get rid of more and more and more. I turned into our freshly washed (not) laundry baskets. 

ONE LARGE BAG OF CLOTHES!!! OFF TO DONATION!!!

Yes, that is exciting! I am no longer attached to 500 baby items (must be a third baby over it type of thing). Plus bye-bye pregnancy clothes, plus bye clothes that I just bought but I lost more weight clothes. I feel accomplished.

I have to say, I’m a happy joy-joy person today. Which reminds me of Joyfully Mom who has the awesome blog Joyfull Inspirations. Check her out, her blog is full of recipies on Gluten Free goodness, healthy living and lots and lots of LOVE. I kid you NOT!!! You read her stuff even after a bad, horrible day and you wish you could grab her face and kiss it through the screen from her positivity dose.

Anyway, yeah…It is late and the man of the house shall be home soon, (I hope he brings some yummy food home cause he loves me lots).  So, I would love to give him my undivided attention and have a beer ready for him (because I love him lots).  

So, I’ll leave you with this…

Anything you do for anyone and yourself, do it with lots of LOVE, LOVE, LOVE! 

L❤️VE…ME!

#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?

Reflections


I read an article on scarymommy.com about a mom who was writing about her children without filter until her father told her that she should consider their privacy. So I took some time off of writing and started thinking…

How would I feel if my mother told the world about my life?

What if she shared photos of me without permission? Shared my imperfections, my mistakes. Did a tell-all on my embarrassing moments or vented about my bad days? 

I think I would be angry. I don’t have the right to do that to my children nor do I want them to be upset with me later on in life.

 I need to keep my babies safe, and to myself. It’s easy to overshare without thinking twice. but that doesn’t make it right, so I have to figure out how to figure out mommyhood without invading my children’s privacy. It will be a challenge, but I can manage. 

I’ve had the best intentions and writing is a way for me to do something for myself and also keep memories of my children. Talk about multitasking. But that woman’s father is right. Our children need to be respected.

I don’t have a problem with that. I’m glad I saw that opinion sooner than later. I love my children with all my heart and I want to do right by them.